When I spread out my hand here today, I catch …
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The Human Seasons
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; There are …
Read Poem »Sand Dunes
Sea waves are green and wet, But up from where …
Read Poem »The Gadfly
1. All gentle folks who owe a grudge To any …
Read Poem »Rose Pogonias
A SATURATED meadow, Sun-shaped and jewel-small, A circle scarcely wider …
Read Poem »The Eve Of St. Agnes
St. Agnes’ Eve–Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for …
Read Poem »Riders
The surest thing there is is we are riders, And …
Read Poem »The Eve Of Saint Mark. A Fragment
Upon a Sabbath-day it fell; Twice holy was the Sabbath-bell …
Read Poem »Revelation
We make ourselves a place apart Behind light words that …
Read Poem »The Devon Maid: Stanzas Sent In A Letter To B. R. Haydon
1. Where be ye going, you Devon maid? And what …
Read Poem »Reluctance
Out through the fields and the woods And over the …
Read Poem »The Day Is Gone, And All Its Sweets Are Gone
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone! …
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