by Richard Deutch I used to leave this granite house after everyone else was asleep，and， walking down the hill， come to the woods just behind you snap...
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by Michael Redhill Ich glaube an N？chte Watching the garden winter under the moon，we think of the brown animals under the earth. Or the bulbs of the j...
by William Wordsworth There was a time when meadow， grove， and stream， The earth， and every common sight To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light，...
by C. D. Wright Some nights I sleep with my dress on. My teeth are small and even. I don't get headaches. Since 1971 or before， I have hunted a be...
by Margot Farrington Inside the wood stove the smith steadies， proclaims his alliance with flame as heat quickens his hammer. And the singer， at first...
by Ed Ochester He was in a hotel in Baltimore in a suburb near Johns Hopkins. He would give a talk there， and they would pay him for it. It was night，...
by Aaron Fogel The word has been spelled differently. The peple in Chaucer Represent a complex class with raunchy， flexible banners of living color Re...
by Louise Glück Is it winter again， is it cold again， didn't Frank just slip on the ice， didn't he heal， weren't the spring seeds pla...
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Listen， my children， and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere， On the eighteenth of April， in Seventy-Five...