somethingdarker | Dec. 1st, 2010

Dec. 1st, 2010

Storefront merchants hawking our wares - Jennifer G. Lai "In My Mind's Coral, Mother Still Calls Us from Inside"

Warm daisy chains, holy dandelions - Jennifer G. Lai "In My Mind's Coral, Mother Still Calls Us from Inside"

A rare antidote for deadly poison - Jennifer G. Lai "In My Mind's Coral, Mother Still Calls Us from Inside"

A welcome cure for broken arms - Jennifer G. Lai "In My Mind's Coral, Mother Still Calls Us from Inside"

The wasps' nest in the rafters, broken - Jennifer G. Lai "In My Mind's Coral, Mother Still Calls Us from Inside"

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The stars emerged to stare at their reflections - Danusha Laméris "Bonfire Opera"

High and clear as a flock of blackbirds - Danusha Laméris "Bonfire Opera"

An arpeggio climbing the ladder of sky - Danusha Laméris "Bonfire Opera"

Her soprano spare and sharp in the night air - Danusha Laméris "Bonfire Opera"

The body's bright wailing against its limits - Danusha Laméris "Bonfire Opera"

The earth's gold breath falling softly - Danusha Lameris "Dust"

In great storms, it even crosses the sea - Danusha Lameris "Dust"

Gilding the edges of unread books - Danusha Lameris "Dust"

More loyal, more lonely, and unsung - Danusha Lameris "Dust"

The years droning on without argument - Danusha Laméris "Eve, After"

Something itching beneath the surface - Danusha Laméris "Eve, After"

What a relief to feel the weight fall - Danusha Laméris "Eve, After"

Not to pretend anymore that the terrible calm was Paradise - Danusha Laméris "Eve, After"

May the bird rest on its branch - Danusha Lameris "Let Rain Be Rain"

The pine tree lay down its needles - Danusha Lameris "Let Rain Be Rain"

The weight of years of argument - Danusha Lameris "Nothing Wants to Suffer"

Content in its windowless world - Danusha Lameris "Nothing Wants to Suffer"

Scattered so far beyond reach - Danusha Lameris "Nothing Wants to Suffer"

The mess of crows that fills the apple tree - Danusha Laméris "Omens"

Because we can't know what comes next - Danusha Laméris "Omens"

Always the same order of events - Danusha Laméris "Service Station"

You had to choose between smart and beautiful - Danusha Laméris "Service Station"

And beauty was not the obvious choice - Danusha Laméris "Service Station"

Forsaking nearly everything but God and science - Danusha Laméris "Service Station"

Sister of Burnt Dreams - Danusha Laméris "Service Station"

Isn't that the language of the holy? - Danusha Laméris "Service Station"

Go ahead, partake of the garden, and eat of it - Danusha Laméris "Service Station"

Ladders into the bright haven above our heads - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"

Some good fortune just beyond our sight - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"

Good luck arrives only on its way to someone else - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"

Leave you to the miracle of your own misfortune - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"

Cherries falling from the crown of sky - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"

Let there be a stone of suffering - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"

Let the fruit taste of sweetness and dust - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"

Luminous, ordinary and acute - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"

Its many negotiations and nameless triumphs - Danusha Laméris "The Watch"

A recognition of the intricate achievements of marriage - Danusha Laméris "The Watch"

How odd the way a watch keeps going - Danusha Laméris "The Watch"

A surgeon of time attending to the inner workings - Danusha Laméris "The Watch"

Holds, with such precise indifference, all the minutes of his life - Danusha Laméris "The Watch"

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The pure, upright ringing of a silent trajectory - Sammy Lê "Lotus Descends to Visit Nova"

Trajectory too fast to be soundless - Sammy Lê "Lotus Descends to Visit Nova"

Burrow past sunless lives - Sammy Lê "Lotus Descends to Visit Nova"

Because I've returned to the afterlife - Sammy Lê "Lotus Descends to Visit Nova"

Over the small nebula of misted glass - Sammy Lê "Lotus Descends to Visit Nova"

Sees new worlds in her mirrored eyes - Sammy Lê "Lotus Descends to Visit Nova"

Waiting for something other than arrival - Sammy Lê "Lotus Descends to Visit Nova"

Needed a better mirror for her pursuits - Sammy Lê "Lotus Descends to Visit Nova"

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Born in sackcloth and ashes - Annie Lighthart "Let This Day"

Come back made new and barking - Annie Lighthart "Let This Day"

Let the dust rise off in waves - Annie Lighthart "Let This Day"

Particles massed by the window - Annie Lighthart "Let This Day"

Motes among a thousand other motes - Annie Lighthart "Let This Day"

Two motes laughing as they leave - Annie Lighthart "Let This Day"

Two specks somersaulting right through the screen - Annie Lighthart "Let This Day"

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Turned toward some invisible turmoil - Marisa Lin "Tiananmen Square, 1989"

As if the revolution only walks at knee level - Marisa Lin "Tiananmen Square, 1989"

This refusal that could bring everything - Marisa Lin "Tiananmen Square, 1989"

Ink resisting its meaning - Marisa Lin "Tiananmen Square, 1989"

A government crushing ambitions into pennies - Marisa Lin "Tiananmen Square, 1989"

How they divide light from the road - Marisa Lin "Tiananmen Square, 1989"

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With your carnival of force - Cecilia Llompart "The Barnacle and the Gray Whale"

Little thimble of chalk and hard water - Cecilia Llompart "The Barnacle and the Gray Whale"

To the dark center of things - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"

Grasped my eager heart in my own talons - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"

And all fire passes through me - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"

And all smoke passes through me - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"

Calcified gravity, built up and broken down - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"

Phantoms having their own funerals - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"

Moon rolling down the gutter of the same sky - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"

Artist working only with light and stone - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"

The viper that swallows us living and whole - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"

King among omens - Cecilia Llompart "Omens"

Who can blame the ants for feasting? - Cecilia Llompart "Omens"

We once tended the oracles - Cecilia Llompart "Omens"

What have we left at the altar of sorrow? - Cecilia Llompart "Omens"

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Rough and dry around the edges - Alison Luterman "Heavenly Bodies"

Two mis-matched puzzle pieces - Alison Luterman "Heavenly Bodies"

Stargrit. Heartlocked. Vowstrung - Alison Luterman "Heavenly Bodies"

Ancient, eternal even, in our heavenly bodies - Alison Luterman "Heavenly Bodies"

Wheeling through the universe without leaving - Alison Luterman "Heavenly Bodies"

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Hostile ranks, in their grim array - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Where the battle's smoke have obscured the day - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

The wide expanse of crimsoned plain - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

To join in the shock of the coming fray - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Where the bayonets gleam and the red tides flow - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Bears his part in that conflict dire - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

An arm all nerve and a heart all fire - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Pleasure waits with her siren train - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Her poisen [sic] flowers and her hidden chain - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Hope with her Dead Sea fruits is there - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

As the iron enters the riven soul - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

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Hoping the sound spins into a tune - Tariq Luthun "After Spending an Evening in November Trying to Convince My Mother We'll Be Fine"

Never known a law to rewind a bullet - Tariq Luthun "Al-Bahr"

Battling over the places my body lands - Tariq Luthun "Finding Myself in the Direct Messages of Someone I Do Not Know Is in Kuwait"

What might come of flinging oneself into thirst - Tariq Luthun "Finding Myself in the Direct Messages of Someone I Do Not Know Is in Kuwait"

For whatever remains after the sea rises - Tariq Luthun "For Those We Left Behind"

Lining this morbid crackle of roads - Tariq Luthun "Fruit"

Could leap out of a seed and walk - Tariq Luthun "Fruit"

Scorn loses sight of of its prey - Tariq Luthun "Harb"

Not a place to become yesterday - Tariq Luthun "I Go to the Backyard to Pick Mint Leaves for My Mother"

The family that feasts on pain - Tariq Luthun "I Just Want Everyone to Understand"

Not all creatures with wings know flight - Tariq Luthun "I Sing This Elegy for the Nameless"

Until all she had left was silence - Tariq Luthun "I Wonder About the Woman who Now Lives in the Balad Without Me"

That coax what we crave into being - Tariq Luthun "I Wonder About the Woman who Now Lives in the Balad Without Me"

Shedding the skin that everyone fears - Tariq Luthun "Ode to Brown Child on an Airplane for the First Time"

To fill my arms with the sun - Tariq Luthun "People, Drunk at Parties, Tell Me They Love Me"

With the sky's knees in my back - Tariq Luthun "Sermon (For Those Who Survive)"

Nothing she plants has roots long enough to hold - Tariq Luthun "The Summer My Cousin Went Missing"

Boys fleeing from the day's end - Tariq Luthun "The Summer My Cousin Went Missing"

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A brief softening and then a flood - Emily O. Liu "[Time Wrinkles]"

Rain tinged with lavender - Emily O. Liu "[Time Wrinkles]"

Studded with the last universe's stars - Emily O. Liu "[Time Wrinkles]"

Wormholing haphazard between those spaces - Emily O. Liu "[Time Wrinkles]"

This iteration's fossil stars - Emily O. Liu "[Time Wrinkles]"

The smell of salt and lavender - Emily O. Liu "[Time Wrinkles]"

This universe unclothes me kinder - Emily O. Liu "[Time Wrinkles]"

Spaces between words and stars - Emily O. Liu "[Time Wrinkles]"

The boundless, unknowable loneliness of one universe - Emily O. Liu "[Time Wrinkles]"

Darting golden through the night - Emily O. Liu "[Time Wrinkles]"

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Frozen in memory's event horizon - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

When the future collapsed upon them - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

The naked singularity of innocence destroyed - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

Trapped by past evil forever still about to happen - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

The membrane of memory itself wormholed - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

Spun away by the churning silence - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

Dark force that drew me across uncharted space - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

Irrevokably as a star gazer's charm - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

Compelled to fall around you forever - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

Having touched your naked singularity - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

An event on your dream horizon - Sandra J. Lindow "Dreaming Black Holes"

What is born massless at light speed - Sandra J. Lindow "Finding the God Particle"

Taking shape in the ashes of beauty, desire and pain - Sandra J. Lindow "Finding the God Particle"

The subatomics of creation, colliding in darkness - Sandra J. Lindow "Finding the God Particle"

Find the secret of universal cohesion - Sandra J. Lindow "Finding the God Particle"

Wearing last year's sunbeams - Sandra J. Lindow "The Theater for Cloud Repair"

Replaced by lasercut urns and polished stones - Sandra J. Lindow "Tombstone Tapestries"

Tombstone tapestries of digital memories - Sandra J. Lindow "Tombstone Tapestries"

The nightly ritual washings and lockings - Sandra J. Lindow "The Wolf from the Door"

What is fortune among fading flowers? - Sandra J. Lindow "The Wolf from the Door"

What is wisdom when the wind howls - Sandra J. Lindow "The Wolf from the Door"

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Delirium is a trinket cut in half - Tan Lin "Sent & scented wtih 10 emoticons"

Only things that are consumed endure - Tan Lin "RPT MC-60 00.27 8"

A cowboy reincarnated as a skateboarder - Tan Lin "RPT MC-60 00.27 8"

Makes you hallucinate the food you are eating - Tan Lin "RPT MC-60 00.27 8"

Reading Proust backwards - Tan Lin "RPT MC-60 00.27 8"

What is it like to eat an idea or its suggestion? - Tan Lin "RPT MC-60 00.27 8"

Memories that one has forgotten how to have - Tan Lin "RPT MC-60 00.27 8"

Having psychoanalysis with a starch, a sugar, or a fat - Tan Lin "RPT MC-60 00.27 8"

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Entelechy wrapped in scales of life and death - Jong-Ki Lim "The Fall of Snakes"

Holding the universe in its body - Jong-Ki Lim "The Fall of Snakes"

The universe whose scales shine brilliantly - Jong-Ki Lim "The Fall of Snakes"

Caught the universe that just revived - Jong-Ki Lim "The Fall of Snakes"

If the seeds of the universe dry up - Jong-Ki Lim "The Fall of Snakes"

Devour the flesh of the dead universe - Jong-Ki Lim "The Fall of Snakes"

Artificial flowers bloom in the dead bodies of universes - Jong-Ki Lim "The Fall of Snakes"

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In that lamp fresh oil to pour - Mrs S. Anna Lewis "The Angel's Visit"" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

From the gates of light had drifted - Mrs S. Anna Lewis "The Angel's Visit"" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

Turn this traitor from the door - Mrs S. Anna Lewis "The Angel's Visit"" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

See in Lethe's crowded domes ashes of his hecatombs - Mrs S. Anna Lewis "The Angel's Visit"" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

When too late to lock the door - Mrs S. Anna Lewis "The Angel's Visit"" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

And let Reason keep the door - Mrs S. Anna Lewis "The Angel's Visit"" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

Some pining, bleeding heart to sigh - Mrs. S. A. Lewis "The Ennuyee" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

As if some gem lay shrined beneath - Mrs. S. A. Lewis "The Ennuyee" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

Would ask of memory no other boon - Mrs. S. A. Lewis "The Ennuyee" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

Leap free as the waves - S. Anna Lewis "The Unmasked"

Loud round my storm-beaten bark - S. Anna Lewis "The Unmasked"

So unholy my soul cannot drink - S. Anna Lewis "The Unmasked"

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That loathsome centipede, Remorse - Henry S. Leigh "An Allegory Written in Deep Dejection"

That hideous tenant crawls and creeps - Henry S. Leigh "An Allegory Written in Deep Dejection"

I mourn departed Hope in vain - Henry S. Leigh "An Allegory Written in Deep Dejection"

Who delight in the worship of Bacchus - Henry S. Leigh "Anacreontic (For a Cavalier Tea-Party)"

Let the braggarts go sleep in the gutter - Henry S. Leigh "Anacreontic (for a Cavalier Tea-Party)"

Not a name, but a quantum of credit - Henry S. Leigh "Anticipations"

The pleasures that gold can procure - Henry S. Leigh "Anticipations"

Excited by themes that are born of the wine - Henry S. Leigh "Anticipations"

Sprinkles life with loveliest flowers - Henry S. Leigh "The Ballad of the Barytone"

Fame you must contrive to bring - Henry S. Leigh "A Begging Letter"

Bears a melody laden with spells - Henry S. Leigh "Bow Bells"

Not since Disappointment school'd me - Henry S. Leigh "Broken Vows"

Credited the truth of the promises that fool'd me - Henry S. Leigh "Broken Vows"

All our hoping, all our grieving warns us - Henry S. Leigh "Broken Vows"

Oft betrayed, but still believing - Henry S. Leigh "Broken Vows"

Pardon my apparent rudeness - Henry S. Leigh "Chateaux d'Espagne"

A doll that sleeps with nothing to touch the springs - Henry S. Leigh "A Child's Twilight"

Crooning of love and of manifold things - Henry S. Leigh "Chivalry for the Cradle No. 2--A Legend of Banbury-Cross"

Shouts of acclaim from the multitude came - Henry S. Leigh "Chivalry for the Cradle No. 2--A Legend of Banbury-Cross"

Shouts of acclaim from the multitude - Henry S. Leigh "Chivalry for the Cradle No. 2.--A Legend of Banbury-Cross"

Fleeter in quest of the foe - Henry S. Leigh "Chivalry for the Cradle No. 2--A Legend of Banbury-Cross"

Whenever something rich and rare - Henry S. Leigh "Clumsy Servant"

Placed in your especial care - Henry S. Leigh "Clumsy Servant"

With breathings from a colder clime - Henry S. Leigh "Clumsy Servant"

Or make a martyr grumble - Henry S. Leigh "Clumsy Servant"

Gaslight and Gaiety, beam for a while - Henry S. Leigh "A Cockney's Evening Song"

Pleasure and Paraffin, lend us a smile - Henry S. Leigh "A Cockney's Evening Song"

Lost among graveyards and riverward ways - Henry S. Leigh "A Cockney's Evening Song"

Morning brought sorrow, but Eve bids it cease - Henry S. Leigh "A Cockney's Evening Song"

A whirlwind of octaves play'd furious and fast - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

With a dozen superb variations - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

Every soul in the company snoring - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

The tea showed its excellent sense - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

Sent round his cards for aesthetics and tea - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

What kind of pleasure can accrue - Henry S. Leigh "Crooked Answers No. 1--Vere de Vere"

To show a disregard for truth - Henry S. Leigh "Crooked Answers No. 1--Vere de Vere"

Just a trifle discontent with his lot - Henry S. Leigh "The Crusader's Farewell"

Love seeks no mortal approbation - Henry S. Leigh "Cupid's Mamma"

Of common cares and vulgar trials - Henry S. Leigh "Cupid's Mamma"

With petty larcenies and pokers - Henry S. Leigh "Cupid's Mamma"

Most purely practical of jokers - Henry S. Leigh "Cupid's Mamma"

Wears a touch of the picturesque - Henry S. Leigh "The Diligence Driver"

Of ancient fellowships and new dissensions - Henry S. Leigh "The End of an Old Year"

The doubtful current of Time's mighty river - Henry S. Leigh "The End of an Old Year"

Took a somewhat smaller price - Henry S. Leigh "Etiquette"

Despise the revel, dance, and song - Henry S. Leigh "Evening Dress"

One hour of sojourn on the wide blue sea - Henry S. Leigh "A Fit of the Blues"

At a lecture on something I don't understand - Henry S. Leigh "The Gift of Gab"

The true summit of Eloquence reach'd - Henry S. Leigh "The Gift of the Gab"

An intelligent lobster or well-inform'd crab - Henry S. Leigh "The Gift of the Gab"

How Demosthenes walk'd on the beach - Henry S. Leigh "The Gift of the Gab"

Ev'ry soft-hearted sinner contributes and cries - Henry S. Leigh "The Gift of the Gab"

Permission to enter that fortress - Henry S. Leigh "The House on the Top of a Hill"

Sign'd by a dozen respectable men - Henry S. Leigh "The House on the Top of a Hill"

An extra smile or a burst of tears - Henry S. Leigh "In a Hundred Years"

The depths of the jungle re-echo their cry - Henry S. Leigh "Lays of Many Lands No. I: Cossimbazar"

Lest envious Aurora surprise us too - Henry S. Leigh "Lays of Many Lands No. 4: Venice"

In tight cravat and shiny tile - Henry S. Leigh "The Lord Mayor's Apotheosis"

Observe the squires who follow them - Henry S. Leigh "The Lord Mayor's Apotheosis"

In their garb of modest green - Henry S. Leigh "The Lord Mayor's Apotheosis"

Whom now and then society permits to speak - Henry S. Leigh "Men I Dislike"

Who possess encyclopaedic minds - Henry S. Leigh "Men I Dislike"

Expects a grin at every word - Henry S. Leigh "Men I Dislike"

My faith to credit such a fable - Henry S. Leigh "Midas"

A common thing to turn to gold when one is able - Henry S. Leigh "Midas"

Seek to twine a coronal of song - Henry S. Leigh "The Miseries of Genius"

Attract the public's mocking gaze - Henry S. Leigh "The Miseries of Genius"

Forget the fame that gilds the name - Henry S. Leigh "The Miseries of Genius"

Heralds of tempest, over the light - Henry S. Leigh "The Moonlight Sonata"

Less innocent joys and hopes - Henry S. Leigh "Mother"

From the names that adorn Opposition - Henry S. Leigh "My Politics"

To snatch a laurel from Apollo - Henry S. Leigh "My Ultimatum"

A lad who bore a bow and arrow - Henry S. Leigh "My Ultimatum"

Whom very few contrive to catch - Henry S. Leigh "My Ultimatum"

All dainty things of earth and sky - Henry S. Leigh "Not Quite Fair"

Could contrive to cure him of a theory - Henry S. Leigh "A Nursery Legend"

Tear up his copy-books to fabricate a kite - Henry S. Leigh "A Nursery Legend"

With six clever dogs for a quorum - Henry S. Leigh "'Oh Nights and Suppers,' Etc."

Still may revive the delights - Henry S. Leigh "'Oh Nights and Suppers,' Etc."

Fate grant us again such a meeting - Henry S. Leigh "'Oh Nights and Suppers,' Etc."

An eloquence fresh from the heart - Henry S. Leigh "'Oh Nights and Suppers,' Etc."

Not always in lightness, however - Henry S. Leigh "'Oh Nights and Suppers,' Etc."

Can afford to burn a rushlight - Henry S. Leigh "An Old Cynic"

Anything of music in the metal's clink - Henry S. Leigh "An Old Cynic"

For Olympus ne'er open'd its portals - Henry S. Leigh "The Olympic Ball"

And Bacchus was put to bed snoring - Henry S. Leigh "The Olympic Ball"

That Jove once prevailed upon Juno - Henry S. Leigh "The Olympic Ball"

Supposing Society starves them outright - Henry S. Leigh "On Corpulence"

So unimpeachably correct in morals and in dress - Henry S. Leigh "Over the Water"

Fitly to hail that auspicious event - Henry S. Leigh "A Plain Answer (to a Civil Question)"

That recalls the soft murmur of bees - Henry S. Leigh "A Plain Answer (to a Civil Question)"

Bright creature of impulse - Henry S. Leigh "A Plain Answer (To a Civil Question)"

All the hopes of which Time has bereft me - Henry S. Leigh "A Plain Answer (To a Civil Question)"

A ghastly stain in the Domesday book - Henry S. Leigh "The Plot of a Romance"

Upon horrible crimes and murders ghastly - Henry S. Leigh "Romantic Recollections II"

A shadow of shroud and pall - Henry S. Leigh "The Seasons"

With the moan of an injured ghost - Henry S. Leigh "The Seasons"

Flames in her love from the fires above - Henry S. Leigh "The Seasons"

Joy took me up to the clouds for a holiday - Henry S. Leigh "See-Saw"

Hope's conversation the best of the two - Henry S. Leigh "See-Saw"

Memory's talk is undoubtably true - Henry S. Leigh "See-Saw"

To notice the efforts he made to conceal - Henry S. Leigh "Shabby-Genteel"

A tone partly nervous and partly disdainful - Henry S. Leigh "Shabby-Genteel"

The trade he had last been pursuing - Henry S. Leigh "Shabby-Genteel"

On the bleak shore of Norway - Henry S. Leigh "Songs of the Sick Room No.1: Cod Liver Oil"

A liquor I mix'd with my cod-liver oil - Henry S. Leigh "Songs of the Sick Room No. 1: Cod Liver Oil"

From which is extracted, with infinite toil - Henry S. Leigh "Songs of the Sick Room No. 1: Cod Liver Oil"

What a volume of useful advice - Henry S. Leigh "Songs of the Sick Room No. 2: Night and Morning"

Perusing these words once or twice - Henry S. Leigh "Songs of the Sick Room No.2: Night and Morning"

Grudge him the liquor he's tasted - Henry S. Leigh "Stanzas to an Intoxicated Fly"

The rapturous, wild, and ineffable pleasure - Henry S. Leigh "Stanzas to an Intoxicated Fly"

But consider the time irretrievably wasted - Henry S. Leigh "Stanzas to an Intoxicated Fly"

Some friend in his generous way - Henry S. Leigh "Stanzas to an Intoxicated Fly"

The million airs that you pervade - Henry S. Leigh "The Subjects of Song"

Such a style as few can emulate - Henry S. Leigh "The Sword of Damocles"

With a moderate persistence - Henry S. Leigh "Things that Might Have Been"

Linking bygone day to distant scene - Henry S. Leigh "Things that Might Have Been"

An aggravating habit of alluding to the weather - Henry S. Leigh "To a Certain Somebody"

This emanation of a long-endured despair - Henry S. Leigh "To a Certain Somebody"

The fulness of a Nobody's devotion - Henry S. Leigh "To a Certain Somebody"

These azure veins could boast the regal wine - Henry S. Leigh "To a Timid Leech"

That refused the proffer'd joy - Henry S. Leigh "To a Timid Leech"

The regal wine of Tudors or Plantagenets - Henry S. Leigh "To a Timid Leech"

Before our names were fix'd - Henry S. Leigh "The Twins"

Our close resemblance turn'd the tide - Henry S. Leigh "The Twins"

Resound with echoes of Daphne's name - Henry S. Leigh "The Two Ages"

Left us a lasting gage of their musical art - Henry S. Leigh "The Two Ages"

Ambitious to extend my reputation - Henry S. Leigh "Un Pas Qui Coute"

A minimum of reason and a maximum of rhyme - Henry S. Leigh "Un Pas Qui Coute"

Independent both of sin and of "sensation" - Henry S. Leigh "Un Pas Qui Coute"

Repeat the delightful experiment - Henry S. Leigh "An Unappreciated Crichton"

From the paths of strictest sobriety - Henry S. Leigh "An Unappreciated Crichton"

A list of enormous extent and variety - Henry S. Leigh "An Unappreciated Crichton"

The ways of stony London's waifs and strays - Henry S. Leigh "A Very Common Child"

And many a Bacchanal stave outpour'd - Henry S. Leigh "The Vision of the Alderman"

Just outside the hall of their ancient Guild - Henry S. Leigh "The Vision of the Alderman"

To trace some horrible semblance - Henry S. Leigh "The Vision of the Alderman"

By the gaslight's dazzling gleam - Henry S. Leigh "The Vision of the Alderman"

So decided a taste for that kind of thing - Henry S. Leigh "Wanted, a Singer"

Lapse into utter and grim despair - Henry S. Leigh "Weatherbound in the Suburbs"

Where Fancy alone can find them - Henry S. Leigh "Where--and Oh! Where?"

Should I deign to dive an atom deeper down - Henry S. Leigh "A Wild Hunt"

A thousand things more nice than true - Henry S. Leigh "Wisdom and Water"

Days in December and days in June - Henry S. Leigh "Wisdom and Water"

Stamp'd and scowl'd like any bandit - Henry S. Leigh "With Musical Society"

Pack'd up my luggage in a hurry - Henry S. Leigh "With Musical Society"

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Crowding the sea-streaked marsh - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

Mangrove thrusts deep in salty mud - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

Balances uneasily upon its three-pronged roots - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

Wind in its dissonance of leaves - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

Straggling orchard that bears no fruits - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

This field where none will gather sheaves - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

Sucking life up from the acrid marsh - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

Persisting bleakly for one end alone - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

Through an unheeded hour - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

To lift this frail, inconsequent flower - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

Gutted by fire and disaster - Muna Lee "Vendor of Green Coconuts"

Nations wasted to ashes - Muna Lee "Vendor of Green Coconuts"

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Before the rest of time unfolds - Katy Lederer "Attention Deficit"

I come to confiscate your love - Katy Lederer "Love"

But everyone knows love is bankrupt - Katy Lederer "Love"

A benign and beating heart - Katy Lederer "Mass Effect"

Sought physicians for histology - Katy Lederer "Mass Effect"

Within the sacred bowl of life - Katy Lederer "Mass Effect"

Amorphous and black, shedding tears - Katy Lederer "Mass Effect"

Fate is whatever has already happened - Katy Lederer "That Everything's Inevitable"

Please insert your spare coins - Katy Lederer "That Everything's Inevitable"

In the temper and the tantrum - Katy Lederer "That Everything's Inevitable"

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Of raids on the pantry and hen-coop - Lucy Larcom "The Cat's Questions" [Fun and Frolic. No date. Edited by E.T. Roe.]

Cat gossips, meeting by moonlight - Lucy Larcom "The Cat's Questions" [Fun and Frolic. No date. Edited by E.T. Roe.]

To take just our chances in living - Lucy Larcom "The Cat's Questions" [Fun and Frolic. No date. Edited by E.T. Roe.]

Looking downward from creation's dome - Lucy Larcom "The City Lights"

Whose clear torches kindle - Lucy Larcom "The City Lights"

Never drops an answer from those worlds unknowns - Lucy Larcom "The City Lights"

Tremulous with pathos of a half-told tale - Lucy Larcom "The City Lights"

Shall win completeness perfect as the sun - Lucy Larcom "The City Lights"

Above mosaics of tinted moss - Lucy Larcom "November"

Hide beauty under beauty still - Lucy Larcom "November"

With molten mist and flame - Lucy Larcom "November"

Pale against this gorgeous hour - Lucy Larcom "November"

Who said November's face was grim? - Lucy Larcom "November"

I heard her sing in wood paths dim - Lucy Larcom "November"

Through forest crypts and arches steal - Lucy Larcom "November"

Through yonder rended veil of green - Lucy Larcom "November"

New glimpses of vast blue are seen - Lucy Larcom "November"

Sunrise skies intense with molten mist and flame - Lucy Larcom "November"

Tints of wild-flowers long deceased - Lucy Larcom "November"

Life's secret is not guessed at yet - Lucy Larcom "November"

Through grief and loss made glorious - Lucy Larcom "November"

November breathes no flattering tales - Lucy Larcom "November"

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In the xyzs of nights and days - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"

Took seriously our allegiance to dreams - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"

The membrane between us stayed transparent - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"

Here in the room of our insomnia - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"

A generation of hideous inattention - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"

This room made warm by our own resources - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"

Someone trapped in the air of the world - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"

Stony before I was laid in stone - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"

Not yet a word from the underworld - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"

Necklace of days bracelets of hours - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"

Every bliss is built this way - Deborah Landau "Flesh"

Eros sleeps with the windows open - Deborah Landau "Flesh"

To the shores of silent-dark and back - Deborah Landau "Flesh"

Temperamentally unfit for death - Deborah Landau "Flesh"

Flaunting its meadow of music - Deborah Landau "Flesh"

The hard fact of time hauling us forward - Deborah Landau "Flesh"

Fall into the wind toward the first day - Deborah Landau "Flesh"

With the bright souvenirs of this day - Deborah Landau "Flesh"

That narrows us all into a shovel of dirt - Deborah Landau "Flesh"

Knee-deep in existential gloom - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

When the fog smokes the bridges - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

Make the worst of any season - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

We search each other for some alternative - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

We shrink eventual to the ultimate bone - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

Another talisman to fasten down the day - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

A stream of departures in the hive - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

Spicing up my winter quarantine - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

Cultivating a deliberate recklessness - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

A gloom fouls the stacked weeks - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

Astral mysteries script our lives - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

In the dense echo chamber of your head - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

Sprawl of generations emptying onward - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

Stumbled into a new context today - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

In sweetest opposition to the endless - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

A sweet elixir tendering me to sleep - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

The stars again with their echolalia, their vanishing - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

A tailored suit for bones lost - Deborah Landau "Skeleton"

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Shadows that are cast by the haunted hours before - Laetitia Elizabeth Landon "Little Red Riding-Hood" [Happy Days for Boys and Girls, 1877]

Covered over with colors as she went - Laetitia Elizabeth Landon "Little Red Riding-Hood" [Happy Days for Boys and Girls, 1877]

How the heart of childhood dances - Laetitia Elizabeth Landon "Little Red Riding-Hood" [Happy Days for Boys and Girls, 1877]

Winning it with eager eyes - Laetitia Elizabeth Landon "Little Red Riding-Hood" [Happy Days for Boys and Girls, 1877]

Lingering with a long delight on the unforgotten glories - Laetitia Elizabeth Landon "Little Red Riding-Hood" [Happy Days for Boys and Girls, 1877]

As had braved the winds of March - Letitia Elizabeth Landon "The Oak"

Paying for her hoe with melancholy songs - Letitia Elizabeth Landon "The Oak"

Whose buds yield fragrant harvest - Letitia Elizabeth Landon "The Oak"

The green twilight of the forest-trees - Letitia Elizabeth Landon "The Oak"

Which turns the liquid air to gold - L.E.L. "The Skylark"

Afar from earthly haunts I'd flee - L.E.L. "The Skylark"

And Sappho's lute has lost its power - L.E.L. "The Skylark"

Thrill the blue air with thy song - L.E.L. "The Skylark"

Fame will wreathe this brow of mine - L.E.L. "The Skylark"

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A lone, stray mood uninterested in progress - Sandra Lim "Cattiveria"

Meats and herbs seethed in oil and acid - Sandra Lim "Cattiveria"

Long, stiff whips of lightning rattled the wooden shutters - Sandra Lim "Cattiveria"

Many nights of brittle hail - Sandra Lim "Cattiveria"

A cigarette smoking itself in the ashtray - Sandra Lim "Cattiveria"

The earth saying language and vision are nothing - Sandra Lim "Cattiveria"

A poem may cut that heart to lace - Sandra Lim "Certainty"

Under the seams of his words - Sandra Lim "Certainty"

The impasse between word and world - Sandra Lim "Certainty"

Undelivered ashes of stars - Sandra Lim "Certainty"

To stand in the strong spine of rivers - Sandra Lim "Certainty"

Past the corrective of the afterworld - Sandra Lim "Certainty"

The slow plan of the flowering grass - Sandra Lim "Certainty"

In the rafters of the sky - Sandra Lim "Certainty"

As weeds continue to idle - Sandra Lim "Certainty"

A lyric possibility rises everywhere - Sandra Lim "Poem [Whenever I feel loss or lack]"

Laugh, because the pleasure was earned - Sandra Lim "A Walk Round the Park"

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The whistler's inhale - Rebecca Lindenberg "Ghostology"

After a question, a pause - Rebecca Lindenberg "Ghostology"

Frost whorling across a windshield - Rebecca Lindenberg "Ghostology"

A leaf hatching from its green shell - Rebecca Lindenberg "Ghostology"

Nothing on this side of the quantum tunnel - Rebecca Lindenberg "The Splendid Body"

The feet of many bees - Rebecca Lindenberg "The Splendid Body"

Loves the juniper smell of gin - Rebecca Lindenberg "The Splendid Body"

Collecting as many flavors as it can - Rebecca Lindenberg "The Splendid Body"

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The souring of flat champagne - Hailey Leithauser "Apologia"

In tedium of worn refrain - Hailey Leithauser "Apologia"

The stare of clear, cognizant stars - Hailey Leithauser "Boys of L.A."

The sputter and fizz of joy-hissing stars - Hailey Leithauser "Boys of L.A."

Little gray hunger that nibbles the night - Hailey Leithauser "Charm against Insomnia"

Your acids and bitters - Hailey Leithauser "Charm against Insomnia"

Would shower the day with debris - Hailey Leithauser "Crowbar"

Elegant and weird as daggers - Hailey Leithauser "Dolor"

This scattershot of crow and jay - Hailey Leithauser "Dolor"

The rust of brittle color - Hailey Leithauser "Dolor"

Lift the frowsy ruff of owls - Hailey Leithauser "Fever"

The dawn that follows the gin - Hailey Leithauser "From the Grandiloquent Dictionary"

Cinching filament and tendril - Hailey Leithauser "Frostbite"

Would pause for an honorable cause - Hailey Leithauser "Guillotine"

A sickled dropped in high grass - Hailey Leithauser "Guillotine"

Drench and immerse my unsweetened ego - Hailey Leithauser "In Praise of Flattery"

In a bare austerity squiring a siren - Hailey Leithauser "Inspiration"

Rise up mindful and consider fire - Hailey Leithauser "Inspiration"

Harbinger of blankets and socks - Hailey Leithauser "Jiminy"

The darkness of cellar and hearth - Hailey Leithauser "Jiminy"

Intimate tenant of pantries - Hailey Leithauser "Jiminy"

Chorus of soup bones and roots - Hailey Leithauser "Jiminy"

Zion of drainage and damp cement - Hailey Leithauser "Jiminy"

Envy will empty your wallet - Hailey Leithauser "Loneliness"

The rust-trunk of memory - Hailey Leithauser "Memoirs"

Compendium of first person rations - Hailey Leithauser "Memoirs"

As proud as a cheap melancholy - Hailey Leithauser "Mono No Aware"

This cloud-break that ravels the night - Hailey Leithauser "O, She Says"

Its mouthful of sorrows - Hailey Leithauser "O, She Says"

Tango in the hot, ochered light - Hailey Leithauser "O, She Says"

Bridges and blood boiled white - Hailey Leithauser "O, She Says"

The moon's my favorite easy chair - Hailey Leithauser "The Old Woman Gets Drunk with the Moon"

Tap-dancing up a crystal stair - Hailey Leithauser "The Old Woman Gets Drunk with the Moon"

To an ocean's greatest rise - Hailey Leithauser "Rapture"

Hell bent on spawning a moon - Hailey Leithauser "Romance"

Would offer you excess - Hailey Leithauser "Scythe"

Under wraps and off the books - Hailey Leithauser "Sex Circumspect"

A ruined gasp too proud - Hailey Leithauser "Sex Obstreperous"

Aim your steps to the left - Hailey Leithauser "Shoot-Out at the So-So Corral"

A heart's slapstick hiccup - Hailey Leithauser "We Few Born beneath a Bitter Star"

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Over the marshes of memory - Stephen Leggett "Eastlake Marsh 1981"

In memory where all our secrets go - Stephen Leggett "Flywheels"

A beautiful anxious speck of a star - Stephen Leggett "For a Little Wheel"

Trembles in the outward spokes - Stephen Leggett "For a Little Wheel"

Make a thousand angels gaze up - Stephen Leggett "Making Angels"

The window burn in silence - Stephen Leggett "On Poverty"

When a katydid arrives at the window - Stephen Leggett "A Quiet Evening"

As the tigers slip like smiles through the bamboo - Stephen Leggett "Seeing Tigers"

What the fox left of it - Stephen Leggett "Seven Winter Poems"

By the shadowy outline of complete combustion - Stephen Leggett "Seven Winter Poems"

The dendrite branching of frost on a window pane - Stephen Leggett "Seven Winter Poems"

Filling the forest with diamonds - Stephen Leggett "Seven Winter Poems"

Dozens of crows quarreling forth - Stephen Leggett "Seven Winter Poems"

Geese in flight become the Wild Hunt - Stephen Leggett "So Happy to Have a Coat with Pockets"

A ragged orchestra chasing down time - Stephen Leggett "So Happy to Have a Coat with Pockets"

Along the beds of awakened lilies - Stephen Leggett "Visiting a Greenhouse in Lent"

Into the mesh of risen lilies - Stephen Leggett "Visiting a Greenhouse in Lent"

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The scrape of restless feet - Henry Lawson "Faces in the Street"

Yielding scarce enough to eat - Henry Lawson "Faces in the Street"

Rise to mock the going day - Henry Lawson "Faces in the Street"

The day's sad pages end - Henry Lawson "Faces in the Street"

With smiles that mock the wearer - Henry Lawson "Faces in the Street"

Battered wreck by tempests beat - Henry Lawson "Faces in the Street"

For the wrongs of Earth a cure - Henry Lawson "Faces in the Street"

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This was a Project Gutenberg author. I noticed some slurs and imperialism/colonialism with Australian inflections that I can't entirely parse. As I'm far from certain I pegged everything. I'm putting a Here Be Dragons warning on the source material but hope to have side-stepped such things in the excerpts.

If I could bring back yesterday - Ida Lee "Bill, the Groom"

To calm his troubled dreams - Ida Lee "Bill, the Groom"

In whose limbs the parrots sleep - Ida Lee "The Bush Fire"

While trees unbent and listened - Ida Lee "The Drover's Vision"

When vespers soar through the winding stairs - Ida Lee "The Fish-Girl's Song"

Silver-like thread the tarantula weaves - Ida Lee "The Forest King's Lament"

Kingfishers dazzling the light of the sun - Ida Lee "The Forest King's Lament"

Restful pastures by the flowing creek - Ida Lee "The Homestead"

Grasp the fallen sceptre of the day - Ida Lee "The Homestead"

Feathered monarch of the lonely west - Ida Lee "The Homestead"

From caution snatched the reins - Ida Lee "The Homestead"

Sweet dreams their cobwebs spin - Ida Lee "The Homestead"

Sending sparks in feathery flashes - Ida Lee "Nature's Lessons"

On a pathway beset with jagged stone - Ida Lee "The Promise"

And creeping mists assert their sway - Ida Lee "Suffolk"

From sober black to faintest blue - Ida Lee "Suffolk"

Where glow-worm shows his tiny lamp - Ida Lee "Suffolk"

Amid the reeds at setting sun - Ida Lee "Suffolk"

Or cast one pebble on the sand - Ida Lee "Suffolk"

Falling thick in showers of hail - Ida Lee "Suffolk"

Tossed aside the golden sheaf - Ida Lee "Suffolk"

Cut like steel each tiny leaf - Ida Lee "Suffolk"

To blot the sins of dawn away - Ida Lee "Suffolk"

While angry thunders make reply - Ida Lee "The Water Frog"

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To hold the clue that I caught first - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto I"

And the keys were turned on fate - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto I"

Sent the very swallows into hiding - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto I"

And ghosts dissolved in shame - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto I"

Clouds sailing in polished air - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto I"

With clouds in heeling squadron - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto I"

Could have crumbled proud belief - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto I"

With stabbing wounds of bitter sound - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto I"

Secreter than valleys in the tops of clouds - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto I"

On each side the level glory burned - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto II"

And loathe the punctual rise of each new day - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto II"

Undeceived and watching there - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto II"

Until the qualm was drowned - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto II"

From a dark dungeon see the clear stars shining - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto II"

Through darkness smooth as amber - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto II"

And poured its wealth outwards - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto II"

With the stride of seven league boots - C.S. Lewis writing as Clive Hamilton "Dymer. Canto II"

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Recall the river arbor at twilight - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Always I recall the river arbor]" transl. by Burton Watson

Heading home by evening boat - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Always I recall the river arbor]" transl. by Burton Watson

Taking us deep into lotus blossoms - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Always I recall the river arbor]" transl. by Burton Watson

A whole sandbar full of herons - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Always I recall the river arbor]" transl. by Burton Watson

Face the flower-formed mirror - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Evening comes with an onslaught]" transl. by Burton Watson

Slow to shed my ornaments - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Night comes and, drowsy with drink]" transl. by Burton Watson

Plum petals stuck on a withered twig - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Night comes and, drowsy with drink]" transl. by Burton Watson

A mist of light stains the willows - Li Ching-chao "Tune: Endless Union" transl. by C. H. Kwock and Vincent McHugh

By sea's bend, sky's border - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Year after year in the snow]" transl. by Burton Watson

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Echo of insects where the lamplight thins - Li Ho "At Ch'ang-ku, Reading: To Show My Man Pa" transl. by Burton Watson

Cold night heavy with medicine fumes - Li Ho "At Ch'ang-ku, Reading: To Show My Man Pa" transl. by Burton Watson

Pity a broken-winged wanderer - Li Ho "At Ch'ang-ku, Reading: To Show My Man Pa" transl. by Burton Watson

Through bitterest toil you follow me - Li Ho "At Ch'ang-ku, Reading: To Show My Man Pa" transl. by Burton Watson

Stars rest cold by shoals of cloud - Li Ho "For the Examination at Ho-nan-fu: Songs of the Twelve Months (with Intercalary Month)" transl. by Burton Watson

In deserted gardens fading orchids grieve - Li Ho "For the Examination at Ho-nan-fu: Songs of the Twelve Months (with Intercalary Month)" transl. by Burton Watson

Lights up the mauve of three - Li Ho "The Northland in Cold" transl. by Burton Watson

Splits into scar and crackle - Li Ho "The Northland in Cold" transl. by Burton Watson

Could not pierce these meshed and low-slung skies - Li Ho "The Northland in Cold" transl. by Burton Watson

Whirlwinds buffet the horses - Li Ho "Song of the Sacred Strings" transl. by Burton Watson

Horses that prance on cloud - Li Ho "Song of the Sacred Strings" transl. by Burton Watson

Pacing the autumn dust - Li Ho "Song of the Sacred Strings" transl. by Burton Watson

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Stealing a mirror glance - Li Shang-yin "[At eight stealing a mirror glance]" transl. by Burton Watson

Lotus flowers made skirts for her - Li Shang-yin "[At eight stealing a mirror glance]" transl. by Burton Watson

Last night's planets and stars - Li Shang-yin "[Last night's planets and stars]" transl. by Burton Watson

No nearness of phoenixes winging - Li Shang-yin "[Last night's planets and stars]" transl. by Burton Watson

Tumbleweed torn loose - Li Shang-yin "[Last night's planets and stars]" transl. by Burton Watson

Had eyes for more than chestnuts and pears - Li Shang-yin "Poem for My Little Boy" transl. by Burton Watson

The style of an immortal spirit - Li Shang-yin "Poem for My Little Boy" transl. by Burton Watson

A rush of bronze cauldrons bubbling over - Li Shang-yin "Poem for My Little Boy" transl. by Burton Watson

A brave hawk on high wings soaring - Li Shang-yin "Poem for My Little Boy" transl. by Burton Watson

Will make you a teacher of kings - Li Shang-yin "Poem for My Little Boy" transl. by Burton Watson

Seek out the cubs in the tiger's cave - Li Shang-yin "Poem for My Little Boy" transl. by Burton Watson

Lord of ten thousand households - Li Shang-yin "Poem for My Little Boy" transl. by Burton Watson

By white gates lost and lonely - Li Shang-yin "Spring Rain" transl. by Burton Watson

A red pavilion beyond the rain - Li Shang-yin "Spring Rain" transl. by Burton Watson

A long road is grief enough - Li Shang-yin "Spring Rain" transl. by Burton Watson

Still offers me phantoms of a dream - Li Shang-yin "Spring Rain" transl. by Burton Watson

Over and over I question my dreams - Li Shang-yin "Thoughts in the Cold" transl. by Burton Watson

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Shadowed in thin mist - Li Yu "[Blossoms bright, the moon dark]" transl. by Burton Watson

Goes out by the scented stairs - Li Yu "[Blossoms bright, the moon dark]" transl. by Burton Watson

In her hand her gold-threaded slippers - Li Yu "[Blossoms bright, the moon dark]" transl. by Burton Watson

Powerless before the dawn-borne rains - Li Yu "[Blossoms of the wood have scattered]" transl. by Burton Watson

Wild geese arrive but bring no letters - Li Yu "[Since we parted, spring half over]" transl. by Burton Watson

Even in dreams it's hard to go home - Li Yu "[Since we parted, spring half over]" transl. by Burton Watson

Wave blossoms for my delight - Li Yu "[Wave blossoms for my delight]" transl. by Burton Watson

A thousand sheets of snow - Li Yu "[Wave blossoms for my delight]" transl. by Burton Watson

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All eight directions cramped - Lu Yu "After Getting Drunk, I Scribble Songs and Poems in Grass Script--Written as a Joke" transl. by Burton Watson

Like the ire of demons and gods - Lu Yu "After Getting Drunk, I Scribble Songs and Poems in Grass Script--Written as a Joke" transl. by Burton Watson

Up before the rooster calls - Lu Yu "Autumn Thoughts" transl. by Burton Watson

Never home till the crows have gone to rest - Lu Yu "Autumn Thoughts" transl. by Burton Watson

My cup of wine for comfort - Lu Yu "Autumn Thoughts" transl. by Burton Watson

Helping to rattle the oars - Lu Yu "Blue Rapids" transl. by Burton Watson

The beat of kettles hurries the sinking moon - Lu Yu "Border Mountain Moon" transl. by Burton Watson

How many places stained with their tears - Lu Yu "Border Mountain Moon" transl. by Burton Watson

Ten thousand affairs of the world - Lu Yu "Feeling Sorry for Myself" transl. by Burton Watson
Still have the fragrance of a good name - Lu Yu "Feeling Sorry for Myself" transl. by Burton Watson

Better to leave them for the silverfish to eat - Lu Yu "Harp Song--To Send to Chi-ch'ang Shao-ch'ing" transl. by Burton Watson

Peddlers of the gorges - Lu Yu "I Had Occasion to Tell a Visitor about an Old Trip I Took Through the Gorges of the Yangtze" transl. by Burton Watson

Grows up hidden in far-off rooms - Lu Yu "In a Boat on a Summer Evening, I Heard the Cry of a Water Bird. It was Very Sad and Seemed to Be Saying, 'Madam Is Cruel!' Moved, I Wrote This Poem" transl. by Burton Watson

When fox fire glimmers through drizzling rain - Lu Yu "In a Boat on a Summer Evening, I Heard the Cry of a Water Bird. It was Very Sad and Seemed to Be Saying, 'Madam Is Cruel!' Moved, I Wrote This Poem" transl. by Burton Watson

One long sigh piled on another - Lu Yu "Long Sigh: Written When Spending the Night at Green Mountain Store" transl. by Burton Watson

To fall into this lair of leopards and tigers - Lu Yu "Long Sigh: Written When Spending the Night at Green Mountain Store" transl. by Burton Watson

Blood stains on the bushes and thorns - Lu Yu "Long Sigh: Written When Spending the Night at Green Mountain Store" transl. by Burton Watson

Aimed for a heart of steel and stone - Lu Yu "Long Sigh: Written When Spending the Night at Green Mountain Store" transl. by Burton Watson

This place of nine parts death - Lu Yu "Long Sigh: Written When Spending the Night at Green Mountain Store" transl. by Burton Watson

Ox carts to haul the precious cargo - Lu Yu "The Merchant's Joy" transl. by Burton Watson

Luck thin as paper - Lu Yu "The Merchant's Joy" transl. by Burton Watson

Soaking through mermaid gauze - Lu Yu "[Pink tender hand]" transl. by Burton Watson

Mountain-firm vows go on forever - Lu Yu "[Pink tender hand]" transl. by Burton Watson

Forests shrill with one-legged goblins - Lu Yu "Sending Tsu-lung Off to a Post in Chi-chou" transl. by Burton Watson

At least you'll be spared the whip - Lu Yu "Sending Tsu-lung Off to a Post in Chi-chou" transl. by Burton Watson

And spends three days washing out his ears - Lu Yu "Sending Tsu-lung Off to a Post in Chi-chou" transl. by Burton Watson

Ten thousand trees wither - Lu Yu "The Stone on the Hilltop" transl. by Burton Watson

Wearing its constant colors unchanged - Lu Yu "The Stone on the Hilltop" transl. by Burton Watson

The lone sword by my pillow sings - Lu Yu "Third Month, Night of the Seventeenth, Written While Drunk" transl. by Burton Watson

Mountains multiply, streams double back - Lu Yu "A Trip to a Mountain West Village" transl. by Burton Watson

When time and moonlight allow - Lu Yu "A Trip to a Mountain West Village" transl. by Burton Watson

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Breading and olives and cherries - Joseph Lease "America [Try saying wren]"

Little chips of dream flake off my skin - Joseph Lease "America [Try saying wren]"

you don't get out of the universe - Joseph Lease "The Dead Lands"

my seizure breaking word and world - Joseph Lease "The Dead Lands"

where the headless ghost dogs run - Joseph Lease "Falling"

where dead zones pock the mind - Joseph Lease "Falling"

live in a burning world - Joseph Lease "Falling"

fire floods the cities - Joseph Lease "Falling"

and all my claims of innocence are false - Joseph Lease "Falling"

we wait for the earth to burn - Joseph Lease "Falling"

In the light, the glowing splinters - Joseph Lease "Free Again [excerpt]"

Promise me the rich can't sleep - Joseph Lease "Free Again [excerpt]"

Remember the ghost of that voice - Joseph Lease "True Faith"

Imagine the death of the wind - Joseph Lease "True Faith"

Glint like birds behind the rain - Joseph Lease "True Faith"

As of 26 Aug. 2023, this poet has no biographical information at poets.org and no Wikipedia page. He has bios in some specific issues of online poetry magazines, but I'm not linking because I have no idea how stable those are.

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The spectral traces of lightning bugs - Joseph O. Legaspi "Childhood Elegy"

Quails flitted out of a bamboo tree - Joseph O. Legaspi "Childhood Elegy"

Flecked with otherworldly raindrops - Joseph O. Legaspi "Imagined Love Poem to my Mother from my Father"

A deceptive kind of knowledge - Joseph O. Legaspi "Kissing My Father"

On occasions of safe approach - Joseph O. Legaspi "Kissing My Father"

The first kiss carries history - Joseph O. Legaspi "The Kisser's Handbook"

A kiss can resuscitate the drowned Ophelia - Joseph O. Legaspi "The Kisser's Handbook"

Moths flutter out of her body - Joseph O. Legaspi "The Kisser's Handbook"

Possesses the pleasant lightness of tea - Joseph O. Legaspi "The Kisser's Handbook"

Bridged by clouds of breath - Joseph O. Legaspi "The Kisser's Handbook"

Still for a wingbeat second - Joseph O. Legaspi "My Mother's Suitors"

and the lemon trees shudder - Joseph O. Legaspi "My Mother's Suitors"

The knowledge is no revelation - Joseph O. Legaspi "My Mother's Suitors"

Rose water, sugar cane, and summer melons - Joseph O. Legaspi "My Mother's Suitors"

A book that multiplies its pages - Joseph O. Legaspi "On an Island (New York City)"

A settling and a continuum - Joseph O. Legaspi "On an Island (New York City)"

Ghost fragrances of wisteria and gardenia - Joseph O. Legaspi "On an Island (New York City)"

A scattering both of isolation and attachment - Joseph O. Legaspi "On an Island (New York City)"

As we pour honey, conjuring the invisible bees - Joseph O. Legaspi "Raspberries"

Around the handle of your gentle kettle - Joseph O. Legaspi "Raspberries"

Roused by the nightingales - Joseph O. Legaspi "Someone"

Clear a path through jungles of shame - Joseph O. Legaspi "Vows (for a gay wedding)"

The tender scarf of warm mercies - Joseph O. Legaspi "Vows (for a gay wedding)"

Cradled in the nest of your neck - Joseph O. Legaspi "Vows (for a gay wedding)"

In our separateness and composites - Joseph O. Legaspi "Vows (for a gay wedding)"

Whose throat blossoms with spicy chocolates - Joseph O. Legaspi "Whom You Love"

Poetry housed in a harmonica - Joseph O. Legaspi "Whom You Love"

Crooked grin of ice cream persuasion - Joseph O. Legaspi "Whom You Love"

Wicked at the door of happiness - Joseph O. Legaspi "Whom You Love"

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I've run into translations using so many different versions of this poet's name that I've lost track. I'm trusting Wikipedia about these all being the same person. My best guess is that some of these translators used personal transliteration schemes or were crediting the poems to something they thought was a name but that was more like 'The Bard' or 'that river over there.' 'Rihaku' seems only to have been used by Ezra Pound and his associates.

The long river flowing to the edge of the sky - Li Po "At Yellow Crane Tower Taking Leave of Meng Hao-jan as He Sets off for Kuang-ling" transl. by Burton Watson

And frolic with the water-borne moon - Li Po "Autumn Cove" transl. by Burton Watson

Vultures hold the flesh of men - Li T'ai-Po "The Battle to the South of the City" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

The sun a red wheel - Li T'ai-Po "The Battle to the South of the City" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Where wailing monkeys cluster - Li Po "Ch'ang-Kan" transl. by Arthur Waley

Lay aside my face of shame - Li T'ai-Po "Ch'ang Kan" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

As dust with its ashes - Li T'ai-Po "Ch'ang Kan" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Find evil winds and waves - Li T'ai-Po "The Crosswise River" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

When the Sea Demon passes by - Li T'ai-Po "The Crosswise River" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

By a thousand broken paths - Li Po "A Dream of T'ien-Mu Mountain" transl. by Arthur Waley

On a ladder of dark clouds - Li Po "A Dream of T'ien-Mu Mountain" transl. by Arthur Waley

The unrisen sun hiding behind the sea - Li Po "A Dream of T'ien-Mu Mountain" transl. by Arthur Waley

The roaring of bears and the singing of dragons - Li Po "A Dream of T'ien-Mu Mountain" transl. by Arthur Waley

Trembled at the storied cliffs - Li Po "A Dream of T'ien-Mu Mountain" transl. by Arthur Waley

Whose coats were made of rainbow - Li Po "A Dream of T'ien-Mu Mountain" transl. by Arthur Waley

I beckon the bright moon - Li Po "Drinking Alone by Moonlight" transl. by Arthur Waley

My shadow tangles and breaks - Li Po "Drinking Alone by Moonlight" transl. by Arthur Waley

The silver cup idly glinting at the moon - Li Po "Drinking Song" transl. by Arthur Waley

At one sitting three hundred cups - Li Po "Drinking Song" transl. by Arthur Waley

And never again be sober - Li Po "Drinking Song" transl. by Arthur Waley

Drive away the sorrows of a thousand years - Li Po "Drinking Song" transl. by Arthur Waley

With yellow gold and white jewels - Rihaku "Exile's Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

There was nothing at cross purpose - Rihaku "Exile's Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

If only they could be of that fellowship - Rihaku "Exile's Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

Till we had nothing but thoughts and memories - Rihaku "Exile's Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

Through all the thirty-six folds of the turning and twisting waters - Rihaku "Exile's Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

Into a valley of the thousand bright flowers - Rihaku "Exile's Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

And into ten thousand valleys full of voices - Rihaku "Exile's Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

With silver harness and reins of gold - Rihaku "Exile's Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

My spirit so high it was all over the heavens - Rihaku "Exile's Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

In the cutting wind from the North - Rihaku "Exile's Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

Traded the golden tortoise for wine - Li Po "Facing Wine with Memories of Lord Ho" transl. by Burton Watson

Here also, drifting clouds may blind the sun - Li T'ai-Po "Feng Haung T'ai: Ascending the Terrace of the Silver-Crested Love-Pheasants at the City of the Golden Mound" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

No trade but battle and carnage - Li Po "Fighting" transl. by Arthur Waley

The beacons are always alight - Li Po "Fighting" transl. by Arthur Waley

On the branches of withered trees - Li Po "Fighting" transl. by Arthur Waley

That soldiers are evil tools - Li T'ai-Po "Fighting to the South of the City" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

The phoenix are at play on their terrace - Rihaku "Four Poems of Departure: The City of Choan" transl. by Ezra Pound

The walls rise in a man's face - Rihaku "Four Poems of Departure: Leave-taking Near Shoku" transl. by Ezra Pound

Go out through a thousand miles of dead grass - Rihaku "Four Poems of Departure: Taking Leave of a Friend" transl. by Ezra Pound

Here we must make a separation - Rihaku "Four Poems of Departure: Taking Leave of a Friend" transl. by Ezra Pound

Sunset like the parting of old acquaintances - Rihaku "Four Poems of Departure: Taking Leave of a Friend" transl. by Ezra Pound

The purple damask of their scales - Li Po "In Reply When Lesser Officials of Chung-tu Brought a Pot of Wine and Two Fish to My Inn as Gifts" transl. by Burton Watson

Then climb into the golden saddle - Li Po "In Reply When Lesser Officials of Chung-tu Brought a Pot of Wine and Two Fish to My Inn as Gifts" transl. by Burton Watson

Came back from the broken land - Li Po "In Yuch Viewing the Past" transl. by Burton Watson

Where now only the partridges fly - Li Po "In Yuch Viewing the Past" transl. by Burton Watson

Lonely from the beginning of time - Rihaku "Lament of the Frontier Guard" (translated by Ezra Pound and possibly others, attribution unclear)

White with a thousand frosts - Rihaku "Lament of the Frontier Guard" (translated by Ezra Pound and possibly others, attribution unclear)

I keep ready half the quilt - Li T'ai-Po "The Lonely Wife" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

A white eye to the hills - Li Po "Looking at the Moon After Rain" (translated by Florence Ayscough and Amy Lowell)

Heaven and earth our quilt and pillow - Li Po "A Night with a Friend" transl. by Burton Watson

The spirit of killing is in the spears - Li T'ai-Po "The Northern Flight" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Drink the drops of freezing dew - Li T'ai-Po "The Northern Flight" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Laughing across the lotus-flowers - Li Po "On the Banks of Jo-yeh" transl. by Arthur Waley

Glinting through the willow-boughs - Li Po "On the Banks of Jo-yeh" transl. by Arthur Waley

Whirl round ten thousand rocks - Li T'ai-Po "The Perils of the Shu Road" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Like thunder along the ravines - Li T'ai-Po "The Perils of the Shu Road" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Outdo one another in clamour and confusion - Li T'ai-Po "The Perils of the Shu Road" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Changed into the five-coloured clouds - Li T'ai-Po "The Pleasures within the Palace" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Flowers to cut the heart - Rihaku "Poem by the Bridge at Ten-Shin" (translated by Ezra Pound and possibly others, attribution unclear)

She walked the great clear void - Li Po "Poem No.19 in the Old Manner" transl. by Burton Watson

Wildcats and wolves wearing the hats of men - Li Po "Poem No.19 in the Old Manner" transl. by Burton Watson

Desired my dust to be mingled with yours - Rihaku "The River Merchant's Wife: a Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

Our wine is rich for a thousand cups - Rihaku "The River Song" transl. by Ezra Pound

Would follow the white gulls or ride them - Rihaku "The River Song" transl. by Ezra Pound

Causing the five peaks to tremble - Rihaku "The River Song" transl. by Ezra Pound

The wind bundles itself into bluish cloud - Rihaku "The River Song" transl. by Ezra Pound

Wait for a yellow crane to ride - Li Po "River Song" transl. by Arthur Waley

Whose heart had no guile - Li Po "River Song" transl. by Arthur Waley
The lone weed tumbles ten thousand miles - Li Po "Seeing a Friend Off" transl. by Burton Watson

Spring chores too long untended - Li Po "Sent to My Two Little Children in the East of Lu" transl. by Burton Watson

South winds blow my homing heart - Li Po "Sent to My Two Little Children in the East of Lu" transl. by Burton Watson

Still my journey knows no return - Li Po "Sent to My Two Little Children in the East of Lu" transl. by Burton Watson

Rainbows for robes, wind for horses - Li Po "Song of a Dream Visit to T'ien-mu: Farewell to Those I Leave Behind" transl. by Burton Watson

Rise up with repeated sighs - Li Po "Song of a Dream Visit to T'ien-mu: Farewell to Those I Leave Behind" transl. by Burton Watson

Curving them away from the moon - Li T'ai-Po "Songs of the Marches" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

When autumn burns along the hills - Li T'ai-Po "Songs of the Marches" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

The soft, high bed of Peace - Li T'ai-Po "Songs of the Marches" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

The boundless jealousy of the flower - Li T'ai-Po "Songs to the Peonies Sung to the Air: "Peaceful Brightness"" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Brushes the blossoms against the balustrade - Li Bai "Songs to the Peonies Sung to the Air: 'Peaceful Brightness'" transl. by Florence Wheelock Ayscough

Must rely upon ever new adornments - Li Bai "Songs to the Peonies Sung to the Air: 'Peaceful Brightness'" transl. by Florence Wheelock Ayscough

Of a loveliness to overthrow Kingdoms - Li Bai "Songs to the Peonies Sung to the Air: 'Peaceful Brightness'" transl. by Florence Wheelock Ayscough

The Spring wind alone can understand - Li Bai "Songs to the Peonies Sung to the Air: 'Peaceful Brightness'" transl. by Florence Wheelock Ayscough

Stable your six dragon-steeds - Li Po "The Sun" transl. by Arthur Waley

The grass did not refuse - Li Po "The Sun" transl. by Arthur Waley

The leaves are not angry at falling - Li Po "The Sun" transl. by Arthur Waley

Can urge the feet of Time - Li Po "The Sun" transl. by Arthur Waley

Hold the progress of your light - Li Po "The Sun" transl. by Arthur Waley

With nine turns in a hundred steps - Li Po "The Szechwan Road" transl. by Arthur Waley

And the rocks cannot be climbed - Li Po "The Szechwan Road" transl. by Arthur Waley

Flying waterfalls and rolling torrents - Li Po "The Szechwan Road" transl. by Arthur Waley

Thunder in a thousand valleys - Li Po "The Szechwan Road" transl. by Arthur Waley

How many times have the roses bloomed? - Li Po "Thinking of East Mountain" transl. by Burton Watson

Flying waters descending straight - Li Po "Viewing the Waterfall at Mount Lu" transl. by Burton Watson

Islands tinged with the colours of Paradise - Li Po "The White River at Nan-Yang" transl. by Arthur Waley

Where the river sky drowns - Li Po "The White River at Nan-Yang" transl. by Arthur Waley

The gilded magpie mirror - Li T'ai-Po "Written in the Character of a Beautiful Woman Grieving Before Her Mirror" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Splendid as the winter moon - Li T'ai-Po "Written in the Character of a Beautiful Woman Grieving Before Her Mirror" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

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Try to remember the angles of devotion - Ada Limon "The Angles Made at the Factory"

After the machines stopped churning the air - Ada Limon "The Angles Made at the Factory"

Her angles learned to grow some kind of sharpness - Ada Limon "The Angles Made at the Factory"

Under clouds of miscalculation - Ada Limon "The Barer the Bones"

Our sudden lack of atmosphere - Ada Limon "The Barer the Bones"

Mercy for this moment between fences - Ada Limon "Big Star"

The blue jay on the electric wires - Ada Limon "The Bird Knows He Is Going to Die and Wishes Not To"

From his roost of rush and chord - Ada Limon "The Bird Knows He Is Going to Die and Wishes Not To"

Wearing her changeable season - Ada Limon "The Bird Knows He Is Going to Die and Wishes Not To"

Shedding light like feathers - Ada Limon "The Bird Knows He Is Going to Die and Wishes Not To"

All the windowsills you've ever known - Ada Limon "The City of Skin"

Windows open to let the fog roll - Ada Limon "The City of Skin"

The clatter of sun in a room - Ada Limon "The City of Skin"

Depends on the impending storm - Ada Limon "The City of Skin"

A satchel of notes drawn out of the tub - Ada Limon "The City of Skin"

A crow in the clock - Ada Limon "The Commute"

Your own bones will hold you up - Ada Limon "The Commute"

Two halves of the same strange atmosphere - Ada Limon "The Crossing"

A bold blundering sky of fresh water - Ada Limon "The Crossing"

The way I feel about persimmons - Ada Limon "Crush"

The seed that comes up outside the garden - Ada Limon "The Echo Sounder"

An echo chamber in her chest - Ada Limon "The Echo Sounder"

Will endow the words with nonsense - Ada Limon "The Echo Sounder"

Come quick to the breaking - Ada Limon "Evolution"

And all my horoscope said today - Ada Limon "Farmers' Almanac"

The best day to eat a meal of sincerity - Ada Limon "Farmers' Almanac"

Leaving most of the world unturned - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

The hours when I am not who I am - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

This packets of seeds with no soil to live in - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Offerings in the obedient now - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Built of stencils and explosive devices - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

The ghostly cofferdam of my own mind - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

My love was a jester on the rails - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Engines and navigating lights of redemption - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Into an actual nest of suspended song - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Held tight with our own explosives - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Standing on the watery extension of time - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Tenderness troubles each of us differently - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Offering ourselves to the day's ordinary rituals - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

My hummingbird landing in a stranger's palm - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Feathers for a long study of flight - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Still dazzled in the glittered air - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Drinking gin at noon - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Focus on the bright noise of traffic - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Most stories are at least half true - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

Carving out this pocket of air - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"

All these sharks swimming in the bathtub - Ada Limon "Fin"

Barracuda in the blood - Ada Limon "Fin"

The coral-gossip of these good bones - Ada Limon "Fin"

Flickering letters in the fist - Ada Limon "Fin"

No pocket to put you in - Ada Limon "Fin"

We solved the problem of the wind - Ada Limon "First Lunch with Relative Stranger Mister You"

Identity being an important instrument - Ada Limon "First Lunch with Relative Stranger Mister You"

What to do with the problem of the orange - Ada Limon "First Lunch with Relative Stranger Mister You"

Your outlawed thoughts in your hands - Ada Limon "The Fronntier of Never Leaving"

From the junkyard of Forever Worried - Ada Limon "The Fronntier of Never Leaving"

Why am I not allowed delight? - Ada Limon "Give Me This"

The tongue taste of natural color - Ada Limon "Gratitude in Spite of Oneself"

This collection of authentic apparitions - Ada Limon "Gratitude in Spite of Oneself"

Having lost a bet about a minor thing - Ada Limon "The Great Erector of Invisible Pets"

A strange intimacy of pavement and heat - Ada Limon "The Great Erector of Invisible Pets"

Our thrones of maps and mirrors - Ada Limon "High Water"

Bruised by the stone glare of the limelight - Ada Limon "How to Give Up"

Buoyed by your own coalition with the air - Ada Limon "How to Give Up"

Leave your arms loose in the hour - Ada Limon "How to Give Up"

Goldfinches tumbling across the lawn - Ada Limon "It's the Season I Often Mistake"

The last of the maroon crabapple ovates - Ada Limon "It's the Season I Often Mistake"

Song sparrows that tremble all at once - Ada Limon "It's the Season I Often Mistake"

A strong spell for reversal - Ada Limon "It's the Season I Often Mistake"

The perpetual scattering that unspools the world - Ada Limon "It's the Season I Often Mistake"

Accuracy amidst the perpetual scattering - Ada Limon "It's the Season I Often Mistake"

Two different kitchen tables - Ada Limon "Joint Custody"

The record scratched and stopping - Ada Limon "Joint Custody"

That original chaotic track - Ada Limon "Joint Custody"

That always misses where I'm not - Ada Limon "Joint Custody"

Unsure of the usefulness of inevitable things - Ada Limon "A Little Distantly, As One Should"

I want to be the doctor of your mind - Ada Limon "Little Morning"

Anger blistering in the throat - Ada Limon "The Lost Glove"

The handcuff of obligation - Ada Limon "The Lost Glove"

Empty stars we've tossed aside - Ada Limon "Marketing Life for Those of Us Left"

Denies all its adversaries - Ada Limon "The New World of Beauty"

A lion in infinity (in here) - Ada Limon "The New World of Beauty"

Lost and already prepared for dust - Ada Limon "The New World of Beauty"

Both brave and buried bones - Ada Limon "Not Enough"

To be the General of Sorrow - Ada Limon "Not Enough"

Her rigid plans for infinity - Ada Limon "Not Enough"

Committing to this orbital mess - Ada Limon "Not Enough"

The horizon meeting my shoulders - Ada Limon "Not Enough"

Rotated and spun in our own isolations - Ada Limon "Not Enough"

Our bodies of bronze and blood - Ada Limon "Not Enough"

Even as the sober crow goes - Ada Limon "Overjoyed"

In the relentlessly delighted air - Ada Limon "Overjoyed"

The crane's scissoring shadow - Ada Limon "Paseo del Bosque"

In my mouth like bad water - Ada Limon "Paseo del Bosque"

A buzzard outside my window - Ada Limon "Paseo del Bosque"

And burn the Pilgrim's kiss - Ada Limon "Publicity"

Flashlight mimicry - Ada Limon "Publicity"

A choir of constant blackbirds - Ada Limon "Return to Rush and Flutter"

The soft life of your footprints - Ada Limon "The Same Thing"

And spirits behind those birds of flame - Ada Limon "Sharks in the River"

Holding a bundle of rattlesnake grass - Ada Limon "Sharks in the River"

Tiny flames in the river's ripples - Ada Limon "Sharks in the River"

Without all those ghosts on the edge - Ada Limon "Sharks in the River"

Spin a whole road map of a world - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

Each thread a highway to its charge - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

Unsure if I am jealous of the web or the fly - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

Both of them sure of their beginnings and ends - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

A buoy that the ocean resents - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

Prisoners who've recently overthrown the jail - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

But we could drown in a glass of water - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

Dropping beneath the usual swing of things - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

To lie down on your inconsistent shore - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

Make myself a sandcastle and draw myself a door - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

Where the orb spider continues to spin a hole - Ada Limon "The Spider Web"

And bent toward the afternoon continuum - Ada Limon "Spring, 1989"

Bright reflection of traffic underneath - Ada Limon "Spring, 1989"

Plundering deep in the moon's ring - Ada Limon "Sting"

A minnow's life in the current - Ada Limon "Sting"

A sparrow underneath her tongue - Ada Limon "Territory"

Night of open obsidian and owls - Ada Limon "Territory"

Raised on poison oak and poppies - Ada Limon "Territory"

Every one of us with a bear inside - Ada Limon "Territory"

Calmed by our watermelon sun - Ada Limon "Territory"

They live off garbage and luck - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Making our strange disasters suddenly public - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Do not hold my own escape against me - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

The mad keeper of numbers is always present - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Pointing at this shock of stillness - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

We must accept the cage we are given - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Until then, praise the walls - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

The largest dinner bell in the state of longing - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Cannot be replaced by a bruisable thing - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Cannot be filled but only altered or cut away - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Replaced his compass with a heart-shaped clock - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Always he was in charge of his direction - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Found north to be in the heavens - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Protected by mandates of good nature - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

The lethal dose of wasp venom - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"

Long-wandered in the weather - Ada Limon "To the Busted Among Us"

The road has been paved in rain - Ada Limon "The Widening Road"

Becoming her own wild whisper - Ada Limon "The Widening Road"

The song in my head has whiskey in it - Ada Limon "World Versus Girl"

A nest of clean teeth - Ada Limon "World Versus Girl"

No one lived here before me - Ada Limon "The Worth of a Thing That Is Not a Thing But a Number"

Reruns and parking lots and reruns of parking lots - Ada Limon "The Worth of a Thing That Is Not a Thing But a Number"

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Under a sky fast-blue with change - Alessandra Lynch "Funeral: For Us His Gold"

A frenzied static around our bodies - Alessandra Lynch "Funeral: For Us His Gold"

Whose body is shadow and light - Alessandra Lynch "[The lamp is like a capsized ship]: Two Voices Muse over the Speaker"

Who leaves golden footprints in the marsh - Alessandra Lynch "[The lamp is like a capsized ship]: Two Voices Muse over the Speaker"

In a blue collusion of dusk and rain - Alessandra Lynch "Meditation on Rain"

Their little bites distracting you from harder pain - Alessandra Lynch "Meditation on Rain"

Nothing a hoof could gallop from - Alessandra Lynch "Meditation on Rain"

Night has its own quiet stepping - Alessandra Lynch "Meditation on Rain"

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The coal burning his family's hatred - Susan Landgraf "Flower"

Who wouldn't stay for his mother's madness - Susan Landgraf "Flower"

To see last night's moon - Susan Landgraf "Reading 'Lives of the Animals' by Robert Wrigley"

Sage leaves stripped, stirred into stew - Susan Landgraf "What's Left"

Undress the garlic cloves - Susan Landgraf "What's Left"

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I would sing as the canary passes - Rickey Laurentiis "Because we love each other"

Entomb blind joy in its spell - Rickey Laurentiis "Because we love each other"

Byzantine raised halos and bronze - Rickey Laurentiis "Because we love each other"

In the stiff knees of a cypress - Rickey Laurentiis "Black Gentleman"

To his thousand moons - Rickey Laurentiis "Black Gentleman"

A wall in the center of the night - Rickey Laurentiis "Epithalamion"

A communion of that sprung blood - Rickey Laurentiis "Epithalamion"

That spans the sense of the imagination - Rickey Laurentiis "Epithalamion"

Wiser than the oldest language - Rickey Laurentiis "Epithalamion"

More patient than the deepest song - Rickey Laurentiis "Epithalamion"

Derision won't change the Body - Rickey Laurentiis "Hermaphrodite"

Confronted with these added Eyes - Rickey Laurentiis "Hermaphrodite"

Light breaks over all Eyes - Rickey Laurentiis "Hermaphrodite"

Like sound plays the Guitar - Rickey Laurentiis "Hermaphrodite"

This is what a darkness makes - Rickey Laurentiis "I Saw I Dreamt Two Men"

An itch thief-walking the coral of the brain - Rickey Laurentiis "I Saw I Dreamt Two Men"

Before that Wall's forestalling future - Rickey Laurentiis "Tall Lyric for Palestine (Or, The Harder Thinking)"

Who greeted them first was my tears - Rickey Laurentiis "Tall Lyric for Palestine (Or, The Harder Thinking)"

Admission is a graver knowledge - Rickey Laurentiis "Tall Lyric for Palestine (Or, The Harder Thinking)"

Where White phosphorus is made - Rickey Laurentiis "Tall Lyric for Palestine (Or, The Harder Thinking)"

A space of briar ambition - Rickey Laurentiis "Tall Lyric for Palestine (Or, The Harder Thinking)"

A difference from the denial of return - Rickey Laurentiis "Tall Lyric for Palestine (Or, The Harder Thinking)"

A sky cross-stitched and beaded - Rickey Laurentiis "Tall Lyric for Palestine (Or, The Harder Thinking)"

How some dark will move illicit - Rickey Laurentiis "2019"

The moss is a fiction of my mind - Rickey Laurentiis "Writing an Elegy"

Swinging on its Gothic hinges - Rickey Laurentiis "Writing an Elegy"

Braids her hair through the trees - Rickey Laurentiis "Writing an Elegy"

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The dusk of slow-accomplished Time - Emily Lawless "Afterword"

Wakening those silenced voices - Emily Lawless "Afterword"

With the tumults of eight hundred years - Emily Lawless "Afterword"

Cries of echoing strife and scorn - Emily Lawless "Afterword"

First portal to the gates of morn - Emily Lawless "Afterword"

Caught at false shadows - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes I: The Awaited Leader"

To conduct us to the heights above - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes I: The Awaited Leader"

With dock and ragweed filled - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes I: The Awaited Leader"

In their tense and tangled maze - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes I: The Awaited Leader"

To espy some unborn star - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes I: The Awaited Leader"

The glad and mad spring weather - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes II: The Gamblers"

In those light and frolic days - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes II: The Gamblers"

Met all loss with scorn - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes II: The Gamblers"

My purse was full of hope - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes II: The Gamblers"

A trifle of breathing space - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes IV: Gone!"

A fox upon the hillside - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes V: Wishes"

Where sleeps a shadow - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway I: The Shadow on the Shore"

A shadow of unmitigated gloom - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway I: The Shadow on the Shore"

Streaked with no ray of light - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway I: The Shadow on the Shore"

Bent beneath their harvests fair - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway I: The Shadow on the Shore"

Flakes of pale and orphaned foam - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway I: The Shadow on the Shore"

Above your brown floods rise - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway II: A Bog-Filled Valley"

Commerce with the sun and skies - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway II: A Bog-Filled Valley"

A silvery ripple dancing for her sport - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway II: A Bog-Filled Valley"

Magician of the labouring brain - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway IV: Vagrants"

Such idle tenants of the soul - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway IV: Vagrants"

Misled, misguided barques - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway IV: Vagrants"

With senseless runes bedabbed - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway IV: Vagrants"

Wild Dreamer from of old - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway V: A Sphinx"

The clouds in black array - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway VI: A Parallel"

Through ever-darkening years - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway VI: A Parallel"

Gallant toilers in a desperate cause - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway VI: A Parallel"

Wild storms at midnight - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway VII: Memories"

Dreams of the measureless - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway VII: Memories"

Long marked for desolation - Emily Lawless "From a Western Shoreway VII: Memories"

Lost in a dream of snow - Emily Lawless "From the Burren"

Pavements fit for ghostly feet - Emily Lawless "From the Burren"

As dull maps and solemn charts attest - Emily Lawless "From the Burren"

Grief with its footsteps slow - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Whose unseen snare besets our path - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Where the sculptured shadows pass - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

What store of unexhausted spells - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Sweep from the years regret - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

With hope of any new surprise - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Which haunt some dying ear - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Sparks blown from magician's forge - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Playthings of the sun and wind - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Lichens fine as dryad's hair - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Quaff the cup of mystery - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Launched on your pleasant dreamless tide - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Whose magic stirs the seeds - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

And knits the stars - Emily Lawless "From the Burren III: Resurgence"

Ghosts of the sea and shore - Emily Lawless "From the Burren IV: Night Sounds"

Crushed amid iron walls - Emily Lawless "From the Burren IV: Night Sounds"

Earth's lone bewildered guest - Emily Lawless "From the Burren IV: Night Sounds"

Flow past birch and hawthorn - Emily Lawless "From the Burren V: To a Hurrying Streamlet"

Never utterly gone from reach - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VI: Is It Love? Is It Hate?"

Weary of eddying thought - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VI: Is It Love? Is It Hate?"

Tales of the waste and the wild - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VI: Is It Love? Is It Hate?"

Older and stranger than speech - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VI: Is It Love? Is It Hate?"

Through which a moon steers - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VII: A Reproach"

Stretching to the void of distance - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VII: A Reproach"

Accomplice of a million crimes - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VII: A Reproach"

From cloud to cloud steers on - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VII: A Reproach"

What dreams would visit - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VIII: To a Forgotten Triton"

A minnow down some wild mill-race - Emily Lawless "From the Burren VIII: To a Forgotten Triton"

Pools where no herbs grow - Emily Lawless "From the Burren IX: To that Rare and Deep-Red Burnet-Moth Only to Be Met with in the Burren"

Lost and sunk in the depths below - Emily Lawless "From the Burren IX: To that Rare and Deep-Red Burnet-Moth Only to Be Met with in the Burren"

Where scant flowers bloom - Emily Lawless "From the Burren IX: To that Rare and Deep-Red Burnet-Moth Only to Be Met with in the Burren"

Where the wild wind dashes - Emily Lawless "From the Burren X: A Garden"

Sheltered from the east wind - Emily Lawless "From the Burren X: A Garden"

Tossed against its limestone - Emily Lawless "From the Burren X: A Garden"

Scornful of the tempest - Emily Lawless "From the Burren X: A Garden"

Loved of the roving moth - Emily Lawless "From the Burren X: A Garden"

Fierce cruel rifts spread around - Emily Lawless "From the Burren X: A Garden"

Through whose jagged hollows - Emily Lawless "From the Burren X: A Garden"

Wavering threads of silver - Emily Lawless "From the Burren X: A Garden"

Gathered all that grey and moony light - Emily Lawless "From the Burren X: A Garden"

Queen of moods and shadows - Emily Lawless "From the Burren X: A Garden"

No shallow outward mirth - Emily Lawless "From the Burren XI: A Wave"

The night upholds its mantle - Emily Lawless "From the Burren XI: A Wave"

The star-pricked West shines hollow - Emily Lawless "From the Burren XI: A Wave"

With cataract floods the patient strand - Emily Lawless "From the Burren XII: Yet a Little Longer"

Nor faun nor fay can match - Emily Lawless "From the Burren XII: Yet a Little Longer"

Secret and silent their footsteps - Emily Lawless "From the Burren XIII: Evening"

Loud noise of passing things - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

Restless hours with ceaseless hum - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

Six hundred years twice told - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

Twelve hundred high-piled years - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

High throned on power - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

Still lies in debt to you - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

Pastures deep in rain-fed grass - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

As curlew, hern, and bittern pass - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

No devious track was theirs - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

An older, dreamier creed behind - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

The invasive careless hand of change - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

Which on some dripping threshold fall - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

Where entangled ripples wake - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

In lines of dancing light - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

Across the wind-swept waves of Time - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

Took her down our twisted stair - Emily Lawless "The Third Trumpet: a Ballad of Meath, May 1, 1654"

With eyes uplifted to the sky - Emily Lawless "The Third Trumpet: a Ballad of Meath, May 1, 1654"

Only a few sparse thorns - Emily Lawless "The Third Trumpet: a Ballad of Meath, May 1, 1654"

Your wealth of idle waves - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Reckoning up their navies - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Wastes of roving darkness - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Streaks of glowing brightness - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Dusky depths of shadowlands - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Battered elm and thorn-tree - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Hailing all the light and glory - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Where the sunsets dance and play - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

To the never-fading sun-fields - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Breezes that set the soul awhirl - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Hope and all enchantments - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Memory with her deep caves - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

High road to bewitchment - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

Who in the blade perceives the grain - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Gathers the ends of joy and pain - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Why thus allowed this dawn - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Cursed too by no mere vacant breath - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Writ in some dull foreboding star - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

The weeds your fields have marred - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Your barns show vacant floors - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

The weeds by hostile breezes sown - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Stout soldiers in a losing cause - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

The grains these sowed in scorn - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Wandering through the Promised Land - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Coequal heirs in one wild Past - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Immerse the shores of that mysterious star - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Leave it close wrapped in silence - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

By some ill-omened note - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Sweeps in one all-mastering flood - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Home of a thousand varying fears - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

The boughs despoiled by autumn swing - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

Draws down the winter's frown - Emily Lawless "Yet Wherefore"

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Or lute in land of dreams - E.A.L. "To Adhemar" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.6, June 1852]

Until my pulses leap like rills unbound - E.A.L. "To Adhemar" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.6, June 1852]

Softly o'er my weary, thirsting soul - E.A.L. "To Adhemar" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.6, June 1852]

The wind will keep its ancient lullaby - L.L. "The Graves of Gallipoli" [The Anzac Book: Written and Illustrated in Gallipoli by the Men of Anzac, 1916]

And comfort them with whispers of their home - L.L. "The Graves of Gallipoli" [The Anzac Book: Written and Illustrated in Gallipoli by the Men of Anzac, 1916]

That makes the past a dream to me - M.E.L. "A Farewell" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]

Seek to quell its secret burning - M.E.L. "A Farewell" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]

Nor would one memory awaken - M.E.L. "A Farewell" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]

Awful love took flame - Louise Labe sonnet IV

Each thought looming - Louise Labe sonnet IV

Singing pain - Louise Labe sonnet XXI

Hard as my black dawn - Louise Labe sonnet XXIII

The islands of memory - Monique Laederach "Penelope"

Without dust - Monique Laederach "Penelope"

Baring my bones to the whims of demolition - Lam Lai "I, New York"

Filling the night with whispers - Lam Lai "I, New York"

Afraid to blink under oath - Lam Lai "I, New York"

All of life compresses into a single molecule - Kien Lam "Big Bang Theory"

Make a new system for breathing - Kien Lam "Big Bang Theory"

Set against an infinite backdrop of space - Kien Lam "Big Bang Theory"

Tied to everyone before and after me - Alexis LaMantia "Waiting"

My last refuge from humanity - Alexis LaMantia "Waiting"

Never hitting the destined mark - Frances Lamartine "Thistle-Down" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.3, March 1864]

Telling of joys that come no more - Frances Lamartine "Thistle-Down" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.3, March 1864]

Encompassed all with gentians blue - Alexander Lamont "In a Bernese Valley"

With Edelweiss upon her breast - Alexander Lamont "In a Bernese Valley"

By her head wild thyme and rue - Alexander Lamont "In a Bernese Valley"

Be soft with the light inside you - Alfred K. LaMotte "Gentle"

Where the sun comes up in your chest - Alfred K. LaMotte "Gentle"

Golden honey daubed on the bread of the ordinary - Alfred K. LaMotte "Gentle"

Build a home on the moon - Sade LaNay "Entry 003 from I love you and I'm not dead"

Temptation overcomes the star - Sade LaNay "Entry 003 from I love you and I'm not dead"

New moon in midheaven - Sade LaNay "Entry 003 from I love you and I'm not dead"

Four beets in a bag - Susan Landers "Holly Says Sobriety Is Paying Attention"

A net full of mulberries - Susan Landers "Holly Says Sobriety Is Paying Attention"

The poppy's blocky skeleton - Susan Landers "Holly Says Sobriety Is Paying Attention"

A fall all consuming - Susan Landers "I Don't Know What You're Called, I'll Call You by Your Sounds"

Vast halls and flowing wells - Walter Savage Landor "Gebir"

The evening sun poured a fresh splendour - Walter Savage Landor "Gebir"

A night of memories and of sighs - Walter Savage Landor "Rose Aylmer"

Whom these wakeful eyes may weep - Walter Savage Landor "Rose Aylmer"

Amid the dwellings where dreams go - John Langdon-Davies "Quits!"

With yew-trees bound - John Langdon-Davies "Quits!"

A cordial old and rare - Sidney Lanier "The Stirrup-Cup"

Sweet herbs from all antiquity - Sidney Lanier "The Stirrup-Cup"

Once again with everything - Dorothea Lasky "The Miscarriage"

Asking me for favors all along - Dorothea Lasky "The Miscarriage"

A forgotten world with rainbow sunrises - Dorothea Lasky "This Beautiful Planet"

We are burning here with no escape - Dorothea Lasky "This Beautiful Planet"

Stampede when we must - Irene Latham "Dear Wandering Wildebeest"

The hour when the sun dreams - Irene Latham "This Is the Hour"

Knows to wait for starshine - Irene Latham "What Rhino Knows"

The soft June days forever done - George Parsons Lathrop "The Child's Wish Granted"

Dull coatings of a time now ambered - Travis Chi Wing Lau "Funeral for Unreturned Ashes"

Search for a former light - Travis Chi Wing Lau "Funeral for Unreturned Ashes"

Sent regrets by smoke - Travis Chi Wing Lau "Funeral for Unreturned Ashes"

At the cost of systems still breaking - Travis Chi Wing Lau "Funeral for Unreturned Ashes"

But mark the wandering glances of his eye - Miss Mary L. Lawson "The Haunted Heart" [Graham's Magazine v.XXI no.3, Sept. 1842]

The simplest thing that memory endears - Miss Mary L. Lawson "The Haunted Heart" [Graham's Magazine v.XXI no.3, Sept. 1842]

Questi0ns not the justice of his fate - Miss Mary L. Lawson "The Haunted Heart" [Graham's Magazine v.XXI no.3, Sept. 1842]

Wounded pride first taught her how to hate - Miss Mary L. Lawson "The Haunted Heart" [Graham's Magazine v.XXI no.3, Sept. 1842]

Made our calculations pay - Jack LaZebnik "The Day the Tree Fell Down"

Such problems as perplex the day - John Lea "The Simple Way"

Sitting on a heap of barley - Edward Lear "Incidents in the Live of My Uncle Arly"

Went to sea in a sieve - Edward Lear "The Jumblies"

The echoing song of a coppery gong - Edward Lear "The Jumblies"

To sail my paper boats - Albert Lee "My Realm"

Where I was king of all the shore - Albert Lee "My Realm"

Called upon the tide to come - Albert Lee "My Realm"

With the moon in her head - Dennis Lee "Silverly"

When the clouds bent over - Lee Young-ju "Pillow" transl. by Jae Kim

Escaped through the chimney - Lee Young-ju "Pillow" transl. by Jae Kim

Where innumerable sleeps flow - Lee Young-ju "Pillow" transl. by Jae Kim

Smeared in crimson light - Lee Young-ju "Roommate, Woman" transl. by Jae Kim

The urge to reach for your sorrow - Gerri Leen "Final Resting Place"

Terracotta for a lifelong love - Gerri Leen "Final Resting Place"

No chance against the knife - David Lehman "Wedding Song"

The soul of a stranger - David Lehman "Who She Was"

Had moved his table of mirrors - Gary Lehmann "The Heat of the Moon"

The weapons littering his lineage - Eugenia Leigh "Glossolalia"

Absorb the torments buried there - Eugenia Leigh "Glossolalia"

Who marvels at the sky - Eugenia Leigh "Glossolalia"

The enemy stalking at noontide - Margaret Leigh "Sonnet: The Journalist"

By whose hands were sown rank tares - Margaret Leigh "Sonnet: The Journalist"

That gambled with the souls of men - Margaret Leigh "Two Epitaphs: I. On a Diplomat"

Hope never wore a brighter brow - Leila "Stanzas" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

And weep while I'm confiding - Leila "Stanzas" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

While counting years by sorrow - Leila "Stanzas" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

With the tornado of battle stunning - Henry P. Leland "Wounded" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Coming as no king of terrors - Henry P. Leland "Wounded" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Under the leafy shadow of lindens - Henry P. Leland "Wounded" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Possessed a mind of sturdy fabric - Anna Maria Lenngren "Other Fabrics, Other Mores!" transl. by Nadia Christensen and Mariann Tiblin

Open myself to wonder - Paula Gordon Lepp "Can You Hear It?"

Wonder just won't be found - Paula Gordon Lepp "Can You Hear It?"

Grass completely enrobed in ice - Paula Gordon Lepp "Can You Hear It?"

Singing faint little bell-notes of joy - Paula Gordon Lepp "Can You Hear It?"

Vivid rays tinged sacred Jordan's breast - Mrs. Leprohon (nee Rosanna Eleanor Mullins) "Abraham's Sacrifice"

And never feared the rain - Winifred M. Letts "Hallows'e'en"

Each time your roughness danced with me - Jessica Lévai "Rochambeau"

With vows that bound the leaf and stone - Jessica Lévai "Rochambeau"

She should have feared my edge - Jessica Lévai "Rochambeau"

Dense violent dreams - Primo Levi "Reveille"

About the structure of rocks - Rachel Levitsky "Audience"

A habit backed in desire - Rachel Levitsky "Audience"

When the storm of misfortune around them did press - E. Anna Lewis "The Orphan's Hymn"

Better to rest in the halls of the dead - E. Anna Lewis "The Orphan's Hymn"

Torn sigils tangled in bones on the lawn - L.D. Lewis "Young Death Is in Love"

The ice cream truck's jingle warped and blaring - L.D. Lewis "Young Death Is in Love"

Who taught Death romantic gestures - L.D. Lewis "Young Death Is in Love"

The future refuses to happen - Paige Lewis "I'm Not Faking My Astonishment, Honest"

Exists to keep audiences unsatisfied - Paige Lewis "Logically, I know the Circus"

Retained its vivid crimson hue - Dr. John Leyden "The Mermaid"

Without bearing away my sorrow - Li Qingzhao "The Wild Swans" transl. from Chinese to French by Judith Gautier and from French to English by James Whitall

Fling these bitter drops to the wild swans - Li Qingzhao "The Wild Swans" transl. from Chinese to French by Judith Gautier and from French to English by James Whitall

The river that flows past me forever - Li Qingzhao "The Wild Swans" transl. from Chinese to French by Judith Gautier and from French to English by James Whitall

Stir the fire with my hairpin of jade - Li Qingzhao "The Wild Swans" transl. from Chinese to French by Judith Gautier and from French to English by James Whitall

the only pattern throughout our photographs - Anne Liberton "Dad's Recipe for Never-Keeping"

whenever I was worth your time - Anne Liberton "Dad's Recipe for Never-Keeping"

will make it feel small enough to fit - Anne Liberton "Dad's Recipe for Never-Keeping"

You only get to savor it once - Anne Liberton "Dad's Recipe for Never-Keeping"

Every verb desires to be a noun - Kate Light "There Comes the Strangest Moment"

Your heart's in retrograde - Kate Light "There Comes the Strangest Moment"

Take my nice new wheelbarrow and fill it to the brim - F. Liley-Young "Haying Time" [A Jolly Jingle Book (ed. by Laura Chandler). 1913]

That and my new wheelbarrow soon get the haying done - F. Liley-Young "Haying Time" [A Jolly Jingle Book (ed. by Laura Chandler). 1913]

Hate, a hungry animal that only takes - Ann-Margaret Lim "One Summer"

Against the day's blunt silence - Ann-Margaret Lim "One Summer"

Meeting in a flooded rice field - Lin Ling "Footpaths Cross in the Rice Field" transl. by Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung

An egret descends on still wings - Lin Ling "Footpaths Cross in the Rice Field" transl. by Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung

Take a dip inside your gene pool - Susan L. Lin "Rap(tors) EP"

I've been treading the sea surface - Akis Linardos "Inside This Egg, We Roll Together"

Measure time using my growing hurt of loneliness - Akis Linardos "Inside This Egg, We Roll Together"

Others approached me from the horizon - Akis Linardos "Inside This Egg, We Roll Together"

Crooked from growing old within a shell - Akis Linardos "Inside This Egg, We Roll Together"

Scenting the air with protective promises - C.H. Lindsay "The Legacy of Granny van Helsing"

Continually brews garlic-flavored moonshine - C.H. Lindsay "The Legacy of Granny van Helsing"

Nor swerves for pain or rue - Ruth Temple Lindsay "The Hunters"

Where the debts of Hell accrue - Ruth Temple Lindsay "The Hunters"

His fairy chain of blooming amaranthine flow'rs - Kirton Lindsey "Fanny" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.17 no.481, March 19, 1831]

That distant lands his steps might trace - Kirton Lindsey "Fanny" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.17 no.481, March 19, 1831]

The incompleteness of translation - Tanya Lukin Linklater "Ewako"

Our radical love of breath in motion - Tanya Lukin Linklater "Ewako"

Faithful as a cricket's tune - R. Zamora Linmark "On Silence"

Fishing in a pool of rainwater - R. Zamora Linmark "On Silence"

In a universe of crooked orbits - Rachel Linton "Letter to an Android Ex-Lover"

Stand at the portal and knock - John Gunter Lipe "To Miss Vic"

And open the beautiful gate - John Gunter Lipe "To Miss Vic"

The endless innovations of grief - Anni Liu "Lake of Isles"

Against the grain of the earth - Anni Liu "Lake of Isles"

Whatever of ourselves we leave bare - Anni Liu "Lake of Isles"

Wild geese go south again - Liu Ch'e, Emperor Wu of the Han (157-87 B.C.E.) "Song of the Autumn Wind" transl. by Burton Watson

A crosshatch of deletions and smears - Liu Cheng "Poem without a Category" transl. by Burton Watson

Racing the writing brush - Liu Cheng "Poem without a Category" transl. by Burton Watson

Wild ducks and geese at rest - Liu Cheng "Poem without a Category" transl. by Burton Watson

The yellow crane winging home - attributed to Liu Hsi-chun "Song of Sorrow" transl. by Burton Watson

Spilled you on the ancient sea bed - Kenji C. Liu "Gaman: Topaz Concentration Camp, Utah"

Blow their alien breath in you - Kenji C. Liu "Gaman: Topaz Concentration Camp, Utah"

The rich, rich song of my hunger - Kenji C. Liu "Gaman: Topaz Concentration Camp, Utah"

From the trellis of flowering thorn - Liu K'o-chuang "Leaving the City" transl. by Burton Watson

With a wand of living light - Mrs. M.A. Livermore "The Snow-Drop" [Small Means and Great Ends - PG. 1851. Edited by Mrs. M.H. Adams]

Come forth upon the breast of June - Rev. William Livingston "In Cherry Lane"

Walking with radiant ministries - Arthur John Lockhart "The Lonely Pine"

A prophet of sweet oracles - Arthur John Lockhart "The Lonely Pine"

Every bone in the snake is the hipbone - Patricia Lockwood "The Hypno-Domme Speaks, and Speaks and Speaks"

The first word I say is listen - Patricia Lockwood "The Hypno-Domme Speaks, and Speaks and Speaks"

Lookout soldiers who watch the sea - Patricia Lockwood "The Hypno-Domme Speaks, and Speaks and Speaks"

First of all my trust deceived - Thomas Lodge "Cupid Plague Thee for Thy Treason"

Pleasant foe to reason - Thomas Lodge "Cupid Plague Thee for Thy Treason"

The lilac's dim explosion fills the air - Katinka Loeser "Spring Is the Time for Flowers"

Will amaze the earthbound, steady tulip - Katinka Loeser "Spring Is the Time for Flowers"

Their hours are clocked by impulse - Katinka Loeser "Spring Is the Time for Flowers"

An annual guest in other lands - John Logan "Ode to the Cuckoo"

No winter in thy year - John Logan "Ode to the Cuckoo"

Companions of the spring - John Logan "Ode to the Cuckoo"

Inner darkness before ceremony - Manny Loley "Let There Be"

Mountains singing in all directions - Manny Loley "Let There Be"

A border of mist and doubt - Lily A. Long "The Singing Place"

The Dancing Stars grow still - Lily A. Long "The Singing Place"

As the seaweed waits for the lifting tide - Lily A. Long "The Singing Place"

Existing in the middle - James Longe "Thursday"

Continuous as the stars - William Wordsworth Longfellow "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud"

Stretched in never-ending line - William Wordsworth Longfellow "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud"

The pulsing wings of Armageddon's host - Charles Battell Loomis "A Classic Ode"

Like nascent diamonds - Charles Battell Loomis "A Classic Ode"

Sweet as the songs of Sappho - Charles Battell Loomis "A Classic Ode"

Without fear of our tampering - J. Estanislao Lopez "The Systemic"

Everyone wants to own the birds - Leonel Sánchez Lopez "What the Birds Do"

Strong enough to roost in for the night - Leonel Sánchez Lopez "What the Birds Do"

I'm malnourished in my dreams - Leonel Sánchez Lopez "What the Birds Do"

Just birds in nonstop flight and song - Leonel Sánchez Lopez "What the Birds Do"

The weight of being infinite in a world that isn't - Theo Nicole Lorenz "Steve Irwin and the Unicorn"

Harpoon barbs and arrow points - Theo Nicole Lorenz "Steve Irwin and the Unicorn"

Flew away to line the nests of birds - Lois Lorimer "Rescue Dog"

Hope snapped in the air - Lois Lorimer "Rescue Dog"

Blackboard we scrawled our wishes on - Lois Lorimer "Rescue Dog"

Interrogated by floods - Bojan Louis "Ghazal IV"

Mostly disjointed pieces of my soul - Amanda Lovelace "the princess saves herself in this one"

But still hoping for sugar - Amanda Lovelace "the princess saves herself in this one"

Crafted from ocean waves & starlight - Amanda Lovelace "the princess saves herself in this one"

Pounds her fists on the walls of my dreams - Amanda Lovelace "the princess saves herself in this one"

Clouds of gray engulf the day - Robert Loveman "It's Raining Violet"

A fig for him who frets - Robert Loveman "It's Raining Violet"

The birthplace of jewels and gold - Samuel Lover "The Fairy Tempter"

His promise of gold and of pearl - Samuel Lover "The Fairy Tempter"

Betrayed by the fruit of the garden - Goran Lowie "Skywoman and Eve"

Shrill thunder blares at midnight - Lu Chi "Two Poems Presented to the Gentleman in the Office of Palace Writers Ku Yen-hsien" transl. by Burton Watson

Black clouds oppress the vermilion towers - Lu Chi "Two Poems Presented to the Gentleman in the Office of Palace Writers Ku Yen-hsien" transl. by Burton Watson

Mountains and seas vast between us - Lu Yun "For Ku Yen-hsien, a Poem for Him to Give to His Wife" transl. by Burton Watson

Farther apart than bird and fish - Lu Yun "For Ku Yen-hsien, a Poem for Him to Give to His Wife" transl. by Burton Watson

Silently enjoying isolation - Lu Yun "The Valley Wind" (translated by Arthur Waley)

And stuff my window with roots - Lu Yun "The Valley Wind" (translated by Arthur Waley)

To cry more than the sky - Tatiana Luboviski-Acosta "[Untitled]"

The trappings of desires disguised as needs - Tatiana Luboviski-Acosta "[Untitled]"

Up to the cloud's mouth - Tatiana Luboviski-Acosta "[Untitled]"

Cupid's keenest arrow - Charles Henry Luders "A Kiss"

In three thousand leagues of my spirit - Leopoldo Lugones "Journey" (translated by Muna Lee)

A tree that genuflected before the wind - Leopoldo Lugones "Journey" (translated by Muna Lee)

A city wrought of shadows - William Lumley "Shadows" [Fantasy Fan v.1 no.9, May 1934]

Filled with phantoms flitting furtively from sight - William Lumley "Shadows" [Fantasy Fan v.1 no.9, May 1934]

Tell me of your wrath-built Babel - William Lumley "Shadows" [Fantasy Fan v.1 no.9, May 1934]

A fly stammering against the glass - Emilie Lygren "Meditation"

Break free and transcend the transparent boundary - Emilie Lygren "Meditation"

Offer an opening I am too small to see - Emilie Lygren "Meditation"

Still her woes at midnight rise - John Lyly "The Spring"

None but the lark so shrill and clear - John Lyly "The Spring"

At heaven's gate she claps her wings - John Lyly "The Spring"

The morn not waking till she sings - John Lyly "The Spring"

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The strength of second thoughts - Nick Laird "Miscegenation"

Haggling with contradiction - Nick Laird "Miscegenation"

Asking each question but one - Nick Laird "Miscegenation"

The entire body consists of flames - Nick Laird "Miscegenation"

Collapsing like a waterfall - Nick Laird "Miscegenation"

Just before the air itself turns to snow - Nick Laird "Miscegenation"

Alleviate its weight - Nick Laird "The Vehicles and the Tenor"

In the cryptic center of my head - Nick Laird "The Vehicles and the Tenor"

As the planed length time feeds to the mind's lathe - Nick Laird "The Vehicles and the Tenor"

With everything I keep to myself - Nick Laird "The Vehicles and the Tenor"

Past all metaphor - Nick Laird "The Vehicles and the Tenor"

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To wanderer lone a useful guide - Lermontof "The Dagger" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Iron pick will tear a pathway - Lermontof "Dispute" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Kingly eagles wheeled alone their flights - Lermontof "Dispute" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Spent in slumber just nine hundred years - Lermontof "Dispute" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Crowded close in serried phalanx - Lermontof "Dispute" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Streaming forth like molten copper - Lermontof "Dispute" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Skilled in toils of stormy warfare - Lermontof "Dispute" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

In their happy talk not joining - Lermontof "Dream" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

No friend to ease the heart's pain - Lermontof "How Weary! How Dreary!" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Their malady sweet will vanish - Lermontof "How Weary! How Dreary!" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

When the circle of cold contemplation's complete - Lermontof "How Weary! How Dreary!" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Reason over it no victory knows - Lermontof "My Native Land" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

When sorrows crowd the soul - Lermontof "Prayer [In moments of life's trial]" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Considerate friends on life's pilgrimage - Lermontof "Prayer [Praying now earnestly, Mother of God, come I]" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

The waves prefer their cold free-will - Lermontof "[One wave upon another leaps]" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

As if in storms he'd find repose - Lermontof "The Voyage" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Waves of shadow fret the yellowing fields - Lermontof "When--Then" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

Will exact in grief and tears his pay - Lermontof "Why" transl. by John Pollen [probably Mikhail Lermontov]

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With flying fringes dim as smoke - Archibald Lampman "After Rain"

In sullen packs that loomed and broke - Archibald Lampman "After Rain"

At every hour the wind awoke - Archibald Lampman "After Rain"

Grown great and stately with the rain - Archibald Lampman "After Rain"

Rolls a great and burning star - Archibald Lampman "Alcyone"

In the glorious chart of heaven - Archibald Lampman "Alcyone"

Marked the first of seven - Archibald Lampman "Alcyone"

No faintest gust of life - Archibald Lampman "Alcyone"

Limitless and void and lonely - Archibald Lampman "Alcyone"

With the dead and ruined dust - Archibald Lampman "Alcyone"

What hunger fierce and wide - Archibald Lampman "Alcyone"

In the clear abyss of mind - Archibald Lampman "Alcyone"

A vision of the great and burning star - Archibald Lampman "Alcyone"

The wind alone can tame you - Archibald Lampman "Among the Millet"

The shepherd wind your keeper - Archibald Lampman "Among the Millet"

Mixed with dead daisies - Archibald Lampman "Among the Timothy"

Comfort for an aching mood - Archibald Lampman "Among the Timothy"

Made my heart a heaven - Archibald Lampman "Among the Timothy"

Following with sorefooted pain - Archibald Lampman "Among the Timothy"

A spider bathing in dew - Archibald Lampman "Among the Timothy"

Spreads soft and silvery thin - Archibald Lampman "Among the Timothy"

Fashioned to forget - Archibald Lampman "Among the Timothy"

In gold and shadow spun - Archibald Lampman "Among the Timothy"

Priestess of the patient middle day - Archibald Lampman "April"

The brown bees murmur faint dreams - Archibald Lampman "April"

Labour of the autumn wind - Archibald Lampman "April"

Broken with curled flower buds - Archibald Lampman "April"

Tangled etchings on the amber pools - Archibald Lampman "April"

The drowsy beat of partridge wings - Archibald Lampman "April"

In secret thickets grey - Archibald Lampman "April"

Cleaving the cedar shadows - Archibald Lampman "April"

The thin mist of grey gnats - Archibald Lampman "April"

To the year's first altar step - Archibald Lampman "April"

Over heaven's liquid light - Archibald Lampman "April in the Hills"

A wanderer in enchanted lands - Archibald Lampman "April in the Hills"

And taste the springs of life - Archibald Lampman "April in the Hills"

A treasurer of immortal days - Archibald Lampman "April in the Hills"

Match the bluebird in her mirth - Archibald Lampman "April in the Hills"

Above the world's dark border - Archibald Lampman "April Night"

The eddying amber depths - Archibald Lampman "At the Ferry"

Like far turrets in a dream - Archibald Lampman "At the Ferry"

Pungent with the breath of pines - Archibald Lampman "At the Ferry"

When all the noon hangs still - Archibald Lampman "At the Ferry"

Noises upon listless ears - Archibald Lampman "At the Ferry"

The rounding noon hangs hard and white - Archibald Lampman "At the Ferry"

As at the noon's pale core - Archibald Lampman "At the Ferry"

And upward with the like desire - Archibald Lampman "At the Ferry"

The mystery of the echoing world - Archibald Lampman "At the Ferry"

The ghosts of the dead flowers - Archibald Lampman "Ballade of Summer's Sleep"

When the waters of hope abate - Archibald Lampman "A Ballade of Waiting"

A cloud in the sunset caught - Archibald Lampman "A Ballade of Waiting"

The heart of a crimson peony - Archibald Lampman "A Ballade of Waiting"

Love is mightiest next to fate - Archibald Lampman "A Ballade of Waiting"

The creeping nets of sleep - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

Dreams and silent frostiness - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

Tangled in the snares of night - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

With the beat of midnight bells - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

Broken glimmers of the moon - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

An azure house of dreams - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

Two flowers that love the light - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

With a motion soft and slow - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

Let my spirit dream a while - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

Ugly shapes and dreams beware - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

Looming nets of sleep - Archibald Lampman "Before Sleep"

Whose memory makes them sweet - Archibald Lampman "Between the Rapids"

With the pale gray shadowy plumes - Archibald Lampman "By an Autumn Stream"

Tempting the wind - Archibald Lampman "By an Autumn Stream"

Folded buds of memories - Archibald Lampman "The Child's Music Lesson"

A breath about the rocky stair - Archibald Lampman "Chione"

A dark wave of clapping shadows - Archibald Lampman "Chione"

The whistle of a winter wind - Archibald Lampman "Chione"

By countless melancholy companies - Archibald Lampman "Chione"

Still upon the utmost rim - Archibald Lampman "Chione"

This net of useless woe - Archibald Lampman "Chione"

Dark waters and an unknown shore - Archibald Lampman "Chione"

Through darkness on an evil land - Archibald Lampman "Chione"

The pounding cataracts of midnight streams - Archibald Lampman "The City of the End of Things"

Shakes all the stalking shadows - Archibald Lampman "The City of the End of Things"

From out a thousand furnace doors - Archibald Lampman "The City of the End of Things"

The ceaseless round of a gigantic harmony - Archibald Lampman "The City of the End of Things"

All its weary height of walls - Archibald Lampman "The City of the End of Things"

Measured roar and iron ring - Archibald Lampman "The City of the End of Things"

Should find that city unaware - Archibald Lampman "The City of the End of Things"

Each thread of memory snapt - Archibald Lampman "The City of the End of Things"

Beyond the reach of memories - Archibald Lampman "The City of the End of Things"

Though yet the sacred fire be dull - Archibald Lampman "The Clearer Self"

In folds of thwarting matter furled - Archibald Lampman "The Clearer Self"

From my feet to the heart of the hills - Archibald Lampman "Cloud-Break"

Out from the blossoming shore - Archibald Lampman "Cloud-Break"

And a vapor of azure distills - Archibald Lampman "Cloud-Break"

For easement after grief - Archibald Lampman "Comfort of the Fields"

Tipped with violet fire - Archibald Lampman "Comfort of the Fields"

With iron roar of waters - Archibald Lampman "Comfort of the Fields"

Pensive with noon - Archibald Lampman "Comfort of the Fields"

The querulous outcry of the loon - Archibald Lampman "Comfort of the Fields"

The voices of the breathing grass - Archibald Lampman "Comfort of the Fields"

A smile as golden as the dawn - Archibald Lampman "Comfort of the Fields"

Broken beeches tangled with wild vine - Archibald Lampman "Comfort of the Fields"

And every brooded bitterness - Archibald Lampman "Favorites of Pan"

The press of an unnamed delight - Archibald Lampman "Favorites of Pan"

Dissolves the grasp of death - Archibald Lampman "Favorites of Pan"

Listening to the magic cry - Archibald Lampman "Favorites of Pan"

Hostile hymns and conquering faiths - Archibald Lampman "Favorites of Pan"

In the heart of the listening solitudes - Archibald Lampman "Forest Moods"

The burnished cup of the marigold - Archibald Lampman "Freedom"

Where the quick winds shiver - Archibald Lampman "Freedom"

The white-hot noons and their withering fires - Archibald Lampman "Freedom"

The pensive throats of the shy birds - Archibald Lampman "Freedom"

Where the winds restore us - Archibald Lampman "Freedom"

Grief is a forgotten guest - Archibald Lampman "The Frogs"

Among the pensive woods - Archibald Lampman "The Frogs"

Thin with the many stars - Archibald Lampman "The Frogs"

Saw the echoing hours go by - Archibald Lampman "The Frogs"

With soft throats unaltered - Archibald Lampman "The Frogs"

Content to dream with you - Archibald Lampman "The Frogs"

Silent friend that guarded well - Archibald Lampman "God-Speed to the Snow"

Songs that winter may not tame - Archibald Lampman "God-Speed to the Snow"

The voices of returning birds - Archibald Lampman "Good Speech"

Half-hidden in the windless blur - Archibald Lampman "Heat"

Beyond me in the fields - Archibald Lampman "Heat"

The cricket from the droughty ground - Archibald Lampman "Heat"

In the full furnace of this hour - Archibald Lampman "Heat"

Far off in hollow towers - Archibald Lampman "An Impression"

The ministers of sun and shadow - Archibald Lampman "In May"

With loitering step and quiet eye - Archibald Lampman "In November"

So gray, so haggard, and austere - Archibald Lampman "In November"

Some spare company of hermit folk - Archibald Lampman "In November"

Save the wind's secret stir - Archibald Lampman "In November"

A rustling yellow multitude - Archibald Lampman "In November"

Shadow of some former dream - Archibald Lampman "In November"

A pleasure secret and austere - Archibald Lampman "In November"

Like tall slim priests of storm - Archibald Lampman "In October"

And bear no bloom for bees - Archibald Lampman "In October"

Rustle in chill misery - Archibald Lampman "In October"

Out to the ashen lands - Archibald Lampman "In October"

Ringing with a thousand spears - Archibald Lampman "Indian Summer"

Where no hurricane falls - Archibald Lampman "Inter Vias"

Her spiritual taper of snow - Archibald Lampman "Inter Vias"

To the summits of age - Archibald Lampman "Inter Vias"

By the feet of the mother immortal - Archibald Lampman "Inter Vias"

Where shadows rebuild and unweave - Archibald Lampman "Inter Vias"

The speech of wind and water - Archibald Lampman "The Islet and the Palm"

Burdened with the rose - Archibald Lampman "June"

And cannot sleep for sighs - Archibald Lampman "June"

For mortal eyes too proudly coy - Archibald Lampman "June"

The torrent of the later bloom - Archibald Lampman "June"

Watching the fierce fire flare - Archibald Lampman "The King's Sabbath"

The donor of peaceful days - Archibald Lampman "The Land of Pallas"

Of equal gifts and deeds - Archibald Lampman "The Land of Pallas"

Grew with the flocking stars - Archibald Lampman "The Land of Pallas"

Ran downward to the flood - Archibald Lampman "The Land of Pallas"

And the curse of gold was dead - Archibald Lampman "The Land of Pallas"

To kindlier ends and vaster - Archibald Lampman "The Land of Pallas"

Of forgotten time and ancient doing - Archibald Lampman "The Land of Pallas"

The ancient world's sad glories - Archibald Lampman "The Land of Pallas"

An age of fear made known - Archibald Lampman "The Land of Pallas"

Engines of forgotten greed - Archibald Lampman "The Land of Pallas"

Have seen the forest break in bloom - Archibald Lampman "The Meadow"

And the quaint crows flock thicker - Archibald Lampman "The Meadow"

Comes the small busy sparrow - Archibald Lampman "The Meadow"

Patched with pale water sleeping - Archibald Lampman "The Meadow"

Its conquering joy possessed me - Archibald Lampman "The Meadow"

Replenished from the sleepless root - Archibald Lampman "The Meadow"

Have their utmost worship's worth - Archibald Lampman "The Meadow"

Lead outward into eternity - Archibald Lampman "The Moon-Path"

Whose shapes are known no more - Archibald Lampman "The Moon-Path"

Whose griefs were written up in gold - Archibald Lampman "The Moon-Path"

From the forge of a giant - Archibald Lampman "Morning on the Lievres"

The crystal deep of the silence - Archibald Lampman "Morning on the Lievres"

In sudden strange decision - Archibald Lampman "New Year's Eve"

By great winds in awful unison - Archibald Lampman "New Year's Eve"

Over the starry border glooms - Archibald Lampman "New Year's Eve"

In vast seething companies - Archibald Lampman "New Year's Eve"

Each in its implacable mood - Archibald Lampman "New Year's Eve"

Down the gray border of night - Archibald Lampman "An October Sunset"

In the dust and void of time - Archibald Lampman "An Ode to the Hills"

With whirlwinds dipped in midnight - Archibald Lampman "An Ode to the Hills"

Grey battalions of rain - Archibald Lampman "An Ode to the Hills"

On whose wings the dawn hath smiled - Archibald Lampman "An Ode to the Hills"

Dwelling in your changeless heart - Archibald Lampman "An Ode to the Hills"

The hours slip bitterly over - Archibald Lampman "One Day"

The strange bright murmur of life - Archibald Lampman "One Day"

Measure the dust in his palm - Archibald Lampman "One Day"

As a weed beneath the ocean - Archibald Lampman "Passion"

My spirit swift with passion - Archibald Lampman "Passion"

Sink my spirit to the dust - Archibald Lampman "Peccavi, Domine"

And water it with bitter tears - Archibald Lampman "Peccavi, Domine"

And scatter dust upon my hair - Archibald Lampman "Peccavi, Domine"

Being ignorant of the water - Archibald Lampman "Personality"

So silvered by the familiar moon - Archibald Lampman "Personality"

The rounds of glare and shadow - Archibald Lampman "The Poet's Song"

The midnight bright and bare - Archibald Lampman "The Poet's Song"

Laughter in a silver shower - Archibald Lampman "The Poet's Song"

Wheeling shadows black with rain - Archibald Lampman "The Poet's Song"

With what doubting eyes - Archibald Lampman "A Re-Assurance"

The mother with her brood of stars - Archibald Lampman "The Return of the Year"

The glamours of the gods return - Archibald Lampman "The Return of the Year"

A song among the golden reeds - Archibald Lampman "The Return of the Year"

A magic in the leafless wood - Archibald Lampman "The Return of the Year"

The blood-root in its sheath of gray - Archibald Lampman "The Return of the Year"

Winter with wind and iron - Archibald Lampman "Sapphics"

The kingbird and the pensive thrush are fled - Archibald Lampman "September"

Across the river's shadow-haunted floor - Archibald Lampman "September"

The paths of skimming swallows - Archibald Lampman "September"

Our wandering steps and wistful eyes - Archibald Lampman "September"

Strewn with shadowy boulders - Archibald Lampman "September"

Crowned and swathed with weed - Archibald Lampman "September"

Sly frosts shall take the creepers by surprise - Archibald Lampman "September"

With the rain of ruined leaves - Archibald Lampman "September"

With sleepless care oppressed - Archibald Lampman "Sleep"

Sweet sleep in carven stone - Archibald Lampman "Sleep"

In weary moments planned - Archibald Lampman "Sleep"

Frail as a snow-white feather - Archibald Lampman "Sleep"

Sweet medicine for all distress - Archibald Lampman "Sleep"

In the watches of his sleepless care - Archibald Lampman "Sleep"

Revolving in perpetual flight - Archibald Lampman "Snowbirds"

With hearts grown grey - Archibald Lampman "Song"

With so much time to weep - Archibald Lampman "A Song"

And know not it is dark despair - Archibald Lampman "A Song"

Seek to borrow pleasure - Archibald Lampman "The Song of Pan"

And with smiling sorrow - Archibald Lampman "The Song of Pan"

Sing sweet songs to our mother - Archibald Lampman "Song of the Stream-Drops"

When the iron year changes - Archibald Lampman "The Song Sparrow"

Ready for the golden news - Archibald Lampman "The Song Sparrow"

On the swift longing face of the river - Archibald Lampman "Spring on the River"

Your wizard guards in vigilance unforgot - Archibald Lampman "Storm"

With dreams of weeping - Archibald Lampman "Storm"

Like homeless ghosts are calling - Archibald Lampman "Storm"

Your fierce and tyrannous spells - Archibald Lampman "Storm"

The veering sound of bells - Archibald Lampman "Storm"

We dream ourselves divine - Archibald Lampman "Storm"

Grow wild in your divine embraces - Archibald Lampman "Storm"

From the vintage of gold and of light - Archibald Lampman "The Sun Cup"

At the gate of his radiant hall - Archibald Lampman "The Sun Cup"

With violet and vastness and gold - Archibald Lampman "The Sun Cup"

In some former curious hour - Archibald Lampman "Sunset"

The biting north wind breaks full - Archibald Lampman "Sunset"

To the farthest fringe of pine - Archibald Lampman "Sunset"

Die slowly from the olive sky - Archibald Lampman "Sunset"

From the dungeons of the sun - Archibald Lampman "Sunset"

In the gold sun's might - Archibald Lampman "Three Flower Petals"

Restful as this quiet grass - Archibald Lampman "To the Cricket"

At the gate of now and yesterday - Archibald Lampman "To the Prophetic Soul"

Playthings in the hand of Fate - Archibald Lampman "To the Prophetic Soul"

Whose mock fires for ever dance - Archibald Lampman "To the Prophetic Soul"

Stone by stone go singing - Archibald Lampman "To the Prophetic Soul"

The cry and drift of feet - Archibald Lampman "Unrest"

If my soul have no sweet song - Archibald Lampman "Unrest"

A glamour soft with gold - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

Dreams of distant worlds arise - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

Shadows of transfigured faces - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

Glimpses of immortal eyes - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

Echoes of serenest pleasure - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

A knowledge old as life - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

From this world of stormy hands - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

And sorrowed in a thousand worlds - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

By that grey and solemn water - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

Biddings of sweet power - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

When the spirit flowed unbroken - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

In the secret ways of thought - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

And the pilot stars emerge - Archibald Lampman "A Vision of Twilight"

Still wakeful flame of mind - Archibald Lampman "Vivia Perpetua"

A load sharper to bear - Archibald Lampman "Vivia Perpetua"

The sweet gift of light and air - Archibald Lampman "Vivia Perpetua"

United in new bonds of hope - Archibald Lampman "Vivia Perpetua"
Winds that strain the oak - Archibald Lampman "Voices of Earth"

The voices of earth's secret soul - Archibald Lampman "Voices of Earth"

Hear the trumpets waken - Archibald Lampman "War"

Onward with the might of iron - Archibald Lampman "War"

The modern thunder of the cannon - Archibald Lampman "War"

The burning grasp of life - Archibald Lampman "We Too Shall Sleep"

Time's clashing hosts above - Archibald Lampman "We Too Shall Sleep"

Give the simple poet gold - Archibald Lampman "What Do Poets Want with Gold?"

Only bitter broken sand - Archibald Lampman "What Do Poets Want with Gold?"

Things of drift and shadow - Archibald Lampman "White Pansies"

In secret moods of mercy - Archibald Lampman "Winter"

His careful hands console - Archibald Lampman "Winter"

Winged with white mirth - Archibald Lampman "Winter"

Watches with his antique eyes - Archibald Lampman "Winter"

Icicles in dwindling ranks - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Break"

Silence and the sharp unpitying stars - Archibald Lampman "Winter Evening"

The treasure of hours gone - Archibald Lampman "Winter Hues Recalled"

Sweet voices and words bright - Archibald Lampman "Winter Hues Recalled"

Sweetest when unsought - Archibald Lampman "Winter Hues Recalled"

Like a molten sea of crimson - Archibald Lampman "Winter Hues Recalled"

The gold of all the forests - Archibald Lampman "Winter Hues Recalled"

Low sunk in sapphire shadows - Archibald Lampman "Winter Hues Recalled"

From the rainbow gates of Time - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

Despite these mortal scars - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

Hammers at the forest's core - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

In the night's bewildered noon - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

Woven of water and the moon - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

A treasure of unwinnowed grain - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

Glowing through the veils of storm - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

Whom sleep captured by surprise - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

In some madness of the heart - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

Shade by shade and line by line - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

A nameless hunger of the soul - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

Azure glint and crystal gleam - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"

That harassed and oppressed the day - Archibald Lampman "With the Night"

Poor remorses and vain tears - Archibald Lampman "With the Night"

Deep in the noiseless solitudes - Archibald Lampman "The Woodcutter's Hut"

Through the forest white and bare - Archibald Lampman "The Woodcutter's Hut"

With their silent fronts of stone - Archibald Lampman "The Woodcutter's Hut"

The wavering flames upcaught - Archibald Lampman "The Woodcutter's Hut"

And waits for the storm to tire - Archibald Lampman "The Woodcutter's Hut"

The limitless wings of the tempest - Archibald Lampman "The Woodcutter's Hut"

Shall glimmer with living gold - Archibald Lampman "The Woodcutter's Hut"

The mark of a soul's command - Archibald Lampman "The Woodcutter's Hut"

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A sundial telling no time - Kyle Carrero Lopez "Modern Fiction"

Breaks skin, soars past bone - Kyle Carrero Lopez "Modern Fiction"

Ghosts emerging suddenly from stone - Kyle Carrero Lopez "Modern Fiction"

A party with an infinity pool - Kyle Carrero Lopez "Phragmites"

Whose wealth eclipses mine - Kyle Carrero Lopez "Phragmites"

Till we've consumed enough to leave - Kyle Carrero Lopez "Phragmites"

Power falls twice - Kyle Carrero Lopez "Untitled (Havana, 2000)"

Who thinks himself rain - Kyle Carrero Lopez "Untitled (Havana, 2000)"

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Dying on its descent - Dorianne Laux "Blossom"

A fire sinking into itself - Dorianne Laux "Blossom"

Its bed of ashes and sand - Dorianne Laux "Blossom"

Now alive under my skin - Dorianne Laux "Blossom"

Say goodbye to disaster - Dorianne Laux "Blossom"

Shake hands with the unknown - Dorianne Laux "Blossom"

Returned to our future - Dorianne Laux "Blossom"

Morning light sliding down - Dorianne Laux "I Never Wanted to Die"

Night still in their throats - Dorianne Laux "I Never Wanted to Die"

From its shattering and dust - Dorianne Laux "Third Rock from the Sun"

Stars punched in gray tin - Dorianne Laux "My Mother's Colander"

Pouring clouding rain into the sink - Dorianne Laux "My Mother's Colander"

A sinking ship in the bathtub - Dorianne Laux "My Mother's Colander"

Sifted to make cakes and castles - Dorianne Laux "My Mother's Colander"

Wrestled from each other's hands - Dorianne Laux "My Mother's Colander"

Noon stars on the pavement - Dorianne Laux "My Mother's Colander"

The universe we circled aiming jagged stones - Dorianne Laux "My Mother's Colander"

Thin veils of mist between their branches - Dorianne Laux "Redwoods"

Platters of fungus climbing like stepping stones - Dorianne Laux "Redwoods"

While these trees held a glossary of stars - Dorianne Laux "Redwoods"

The scent and silence overwhelming me - Dorianne Laux "Redwoods"

So the days would have an epilogue - Dorianne Laux "Third Rock from the Sun"

One of a billion small miracles - Dorianne Laux "Third Rock from the Sun"

Will again be stone - Dorianne Laux "Third Rock from the Sun"

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A boat to carry them out of the wreckage - D.H. Lawrence "After the Opera"

December's bare iron hooks - D.H. Lawrence "Almond Blossom"

A snake in supreme bitterness - D.H. Lawrence "Almond Blossom"

A heart of delicate super-faith - D.H. Lawrence "Almond Blossom"

Drawn blades never sheathed - D.H. Lawrence "Almond Blossom"

Like a bridegroom bathing in dew - D.H. Lawrence "Almond Blossom"

The green night-baying of the dog-star - D.H. Lawrence "Almond Blossom"

January's loud-seeming sun - D.H. Lawrence "Almond Blossom"

Knotted in heaven upon the fine light - D.H. Lawrence "Almond Blossom"

With an olive-sprig in his mouth - D.H. Lawrence "The American Eagle"

Based on the mystery of pride - D.H. Lawrence "The American Eagle"

Just a stone to anyone asking for bread - D.H. Lawrence "The American Eagle"

And trod wolves underfoot - D.H. Lawrence "The Ass"

Pandemonium on the indignant aire - D.H. Lawrence "The Ass"

Every black tree blossomed outright - D.H. Lawrence "The Attack"

Transubstantiation of the Luminous Ghost - D.H. Lawrence "The Attack"

Wake and be free - DH Lawrence "Autumn Sunshine"

Heaven and earth and hellish stream - DH Lawrence "Autumn Sunshine"

Invisible heroes - DH Lawrence "Autumn Sunshine"

The slow dignity of your eternal pause - D.H. Lawrence "Baby Turtle"

Six times more solitary - D.H. Lawrence "Baby Turtle"

Like iron implements twisted - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Almond-Trees"

Like sensitive steel in the air - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Almond-Trees"

Take the whisper of sulphur - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Almond-Trees"

The chemical accents of the sun - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Almond-Trees"

Made of sweet, untarnished silver - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Fig-Trees"

With the dim light of full, healthy life - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Fig-Trees"

The half-secret gleam of a passion-flower - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Fig-Trees"

Giving off hues of life - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Fig-Trees"

Beneath the many-branching candelabrum - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Fig-Trees"

And laugh at dull Eternity - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Fig-Trees"

Your self-conscious secret fruits - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Fig-Trees"

Sewing the shadows together - D.H. Lawrence "Bat"

Arches where light pushes through - D.H. Lawrence "Bat"

Black piper on an infinitesimal pipe - D.H. Lawrence "Bat"

Run down the labyrinth of the sinister flower - D.H. Lawrence "Bombardment"

For the darkly flying fowls of Afterwards - D.H. Lawrence "Bread Upon the Waters"

Cast out by the hand that scatters food untowards - D.H. Lawrence "Bread Upon the Waters"

My heart yearns to know - D.H. Lawrence "Bread Upon the Waters"

More marvel than woe - D.H. Lawrence "Bread Upon the Waters"

The fish in shadow-waved herds - D.H. Lawrence "Bread Upon the Waters"

Lest I fall in doubt, and reproach you - D.H. Lawrence "Bread Upon the Waters"

Folded in like a dark thought - D.H. Lawrence "Cypresses"

And finished all their echoing - D.H. Lawrence "Cypresses"

Whom Rome called vicious - D.H. Lawrence "Cypresses"

Softly-swaying pillars of dark flame - D.H. Lawrence "Cypresses"

Monomania of some cypresses and tombs - D.H. Lawrence "Cypresses"

Being a little weary of Roman virtue - D.H. Lawrence "Cypresses"

Invoke the spirits of the lost - D.H. Lawrence "Cypresses"

Breasting the sun like an answer - D.H. Lawrence "Eagle in New Mexico"

The elephant bells striking slow - D.H. Lawrence "Elephant"

A cold, rebellious, jeering devil - D.H. Lawrence "Elephant"

The grave of our day - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

Have cajoled the souls of millions - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

The catastrophe of your exaggerate love - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

Your singleness within the universe - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

Your bounds of isolation - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

The winged skeleton of your bleached ideal - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

From the lips of your iron men - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

Your New England uncanniness - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

The deep sockets of your idealistic skull - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

The undergrowth of many-stemmed machines - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

The deeps of your industrial thicket - D.H. Lawrence "The Evening Land"

From the arch of shadow emerging - D.H. Lawrence "Evolutions of Soldiers"

Emerges from inward shades of our night - D.H. Lawrence "Evolutions of Soldiers"

But the blood has suspended its timbre - D.H. Lawrence "Evolutions of Soldiers"

The heart from out of oblivion - D.H. Lawrence "Evolutions of Soldiers"

The proper way to eat a fig - D.H. Lawrence "Figs"

In a revelation of petals - D.H. Lawrence "Figs"

Sap that curdles milk - D.H. Lawrence "Figs"

Your life a sluice of sensation - D.H. Lawrence "Fish"

A magnetism in the water - D.H. Lawrence "Fish"

Fishes in the breathing waters - D.H. Lawrence "Fish"

A many-fingered horror of daylight - D.H. Lawrence "Fish"

Sulphur sun-beasts - D.H. Lawrence "Fish"

Whose heart is torn with parting - D.H. Lawrence "Going Back"

Only the perfected silence of men - D.H. Lawrence "Going Back"

The universe of the unfolded rose - D.H. Lawrence "Grapes"

Before the glaciers were gathered up - D.H. Lawrence "Grapes"

Out of the unsettled seas and winds - D.H. Lawrence "Grapes"

Instinct more delicate than the moon's - D.H. Lawrence "Grapes"

How globed in Egyptian darkness - D.H. Lawrence "Grapes"

Crossing the fern-scented frontiers - D.H. Lawrence "Grapes"

Of the world before the floods - D.H. Lawrence "Grapes"

Down the tendrilled avenues of wine - D.H. Lawrence "Grapes"

Green wine held up in the sun - D.H. Lawrence "Green"

Clear like flowers undone - D.H. Lawrence "Green"

Beneath the bayonets' slant rain - D.H. Lawrence "Guards!"

Heavy with a rancid cargo - D.H. Lawrence "He-Goat"

Given a needle's eye of egress - D.H. Lawrence "He-Goat"

Determined to stand on the highest peak - D.H. Lawrence "He-Goat"

With a needle of long red flint - D.H. Lawrence "He-Goat"

Lightning out of your smothered dusk - D.H. Lawrence "He-Goat"

Ageless aristocracy of a peerless soul - D.H. Lawrence "Hibiscus and Salvia Flowers"

The fathomless in bright pride - D.H. Lawrence "Hibiscus and Salvia Flowers"

With gold throat of wrath - D.H. Lawrence "Hibiscus and Salvia Flowers"

Shouting forth flame - D.H. Lawrence "Hibiscus and Salvia Flowers"

With its long antennae of rage - D.H. Lawrence "Hibiscus and Salvia Flowers"

Its fangs of perfect rage - D.H. Lawrence "Hibiscus and Salvia Flowers"

Brimstone-molten angry gold - D.H. Lawrence "Hibiscus and Salvia Flowers"

Of dauntless, silent violets - D.H. Lawrence "Hibiscus and Salvia Flowers"

The cool of an oak's unchequred shade - D.H. Lawrence "Last Hours"

The ragged fires of the sorrel's cresset - D.H. Lawrence "Last Hours"

From the full resource of some purple dome - D.H. Lawrence "Last Hours"

Dragging the links of my shortening chain - D.H. Lawrence "Last Hours"

Fall asleep under the fleece of shadow - D.H. Lawrence "The Little Town at Evening"

Lay four eggs at random in the garden - D.H. Lawrence "Lui et Elle"

A cruel scar on his shell - D.H. Lawrence "Lui et Elle"

Serpents' long obstinancy of horizontal persistence - D.H. Lawrence "Lui et Elle"

The stoic, dignified stalker through chaos - D.H. Lawrence "Lui et Elle"

The animate, enveloped in isolation - D.H. Lawrence "Lui et Elle"

The spear is through the side of his isolation - D.H. Lawrence "Lui et Elle"

To seek his consummation beyond himself - D.H. Lawrence "Lui et Elle"

Little earthy house-inhabiting Osiris - D.H. Lawrence "Lui et Elle"

Grim, earth-dank persistence - D.H. Lawrence "Lui et Elle"

Back on a strange parabola - D.H. Lawrence "Man and Bat"

Clutching for one second's pause - D.H. Lawrence "Man and Bat"

Pass the sweet fire of day - D.H. Lawrence "Man and Bat"

Through the stages of decay - D.H. Lawrence "Medlars and Sorb-Apples"

In the grape turning raisin - D.H. Lawrence "Medlars and Sorb-Apples"

A vivid spasm of farewell - D.H. Lawrence "Medlars and Sorb-Apples"

A new gasp of further isolation - D.H. Lawrence "Medlars and Sorb-Apples"

A new intoxication of loneliness - D.H. Lawrence "Medlars and Sorb-Apples"

Down the strange lanes of hell - D.H. Lawrence "Medlars and Sorb-Apples"

The fibres of the heart parting - D.H. Lawrence "Medlars and Sorb-Apples"

Exquisite, distilled in separation - D.H. Lawrence "Medlars and Sorb-Apples"

The distilled essence of hell - D.H. Lawrence "Medlars and Sorb-Apples"

All the bees from the thyme - D.H. Lawrence "Meeting Among the Mountains"

Breathing the frozen memory of his heart - D.H. Lawrence "Meeting Among the Mountains"

Round a white hearth of desert - D.H. Lawrence "Men in New Mexico"

The mountains unmake them in their sleep - D.H. Lawrence "Men in New Mexico"

A dark membrane over the will - D.H. Lawrence "Men in New Mexico"

Soundless in the paralysis of sleep - D.H. Lawrence "Men in New Mexico"

Prowl the air in circles and evasions - D.H. Lawrence "The Mosquito"

Such obscenity of trespass - D.H. Lawrence "The Mosquito"

The very draught my anger makes - D.H. Lawrence "The Mosquito"

The great black night scooped out - D.H. Lawrence "New Year's Eve"

The shadowy house below is out of bounds - D.H. Lawrence "Nostalgia"

Only the old ghosts know I have come - D.H. Lawrence "Nostalgia"

Till the roots of my vision seems torn - D.H. Lawrence "Nostalgia"

Must we hover on the brink forever - D.H. Lawrence "Nostalgia"

A voyage to sail beyond the charted seas - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

You unlade your riches unto death - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

Let them disencumber your bounty - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

With jewels of passion once broken through - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

As a prism breaks light into jewels - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

They anoint their brows with your blood - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

That moon-like sword the ascendant dead unsheathe - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

Sword that no man will put to rout - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

Sword that severs the question from us who breathe - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

Giving your last allegiance - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

And fearful yet of believing in your pitiless legions - D.H. Lawrence "Obsequial Ode"

Written on the doorstep in lava - D.H. Lawrence "Peace"

No peace till the hill bursts - D.H. Lawrence "Peace"

Walking like a royal snake - D.H. Lawrence "Peace"

Thousands of feet below the olive-roots - D.H. Lawrence "Peace"

Thousands of feet below the lava fire - D.H. Lawrence "Peace"

Peace congealed in black lava - D.H. Lawrence "Peace"

Black lava on the doorstep - D.H. Lawrence "Peace"

All that's left of my peach - D.H. Lawrence "Peach"

In the flicker of a flower - D.H. Lawrence "Pentecostal"

In each shaken morsel - D.H. Lawrence "Pentecostal"

Pomegranates like bright green stone - D.H. Lawrence "Pomegranate"

Crown of spiked green metal - D.H. Lawrence "Pomegranate"

The setting suns are open - D.H. Lawrence "Pomegranate"

Glittering, compact drops of dawn - D.H. Lawrence "Pomegranate"

Prefer my heart to be broken - D.H. Lawrence "Pomegranate"

Hell-hounds on her heels - D.H. Lawrence "Purple Anemones"

About your feet spontaneous aconite - D.H. Lawrence "Purple Anemones"

On the shadow's dark red rim - D.H. Lawrence "The Red Wolf"

Dust on the sage-grey desert - D.H. Lawrence "The Red Wolf"

The last step out of the east - D.H. Lawrence "The Red Wolf"

Trotted at the tail of the sun - D.H. Lawrence "The Red Wolf"

Pillars of white bronze standing rigid - D.H. Lawrence "The Revolutionary"

As among a forest of pillars - D.H. Lawrence "The Revolutionary"

The limitations of their Infinite - D.H. Lawrence "The Revolutionary"

At the round-turning mill - D.H. Lawrence "The Revolutionary"

Your particular heavens - D.H. Lawrence "The Revolutionary"

Under your fallen skies - D.H. Lawrence "The Revolutionary"

Lord of the dark and moving hosts - D.H. Lawrence "The Revolutionary"

The hours have tumbled their leaden, monotonous sands - D.H. Lawrence "Rondeau of a Conscientious Objector"

I carry my patience sullenly through the waste lands - D.H. Lawrence "Rondeau of a Conscientious Objector"

Tomorrow will pour them all back - D.H. Lawrence "Rondeau of a Conscientious Objector"

As I make my way in twilight now to rest - D.H. Lawrence "Rondeau of a Conscientious Objector"

A twisted thorn-tree still in the evening stands - D.H. Lawrence "Rondeau of a Conscientious Objector"

Defending the memory of leaves - D.H. Lawrence "Rondeau of a Conscientious Objector"

The clank of iron on iron distressed - D.H. Lawrence "Rondeau of a Conscientious Objector"

Bleeding its fires upon the mist - D.H. Lawrence "Ruination"

Huddles in grey heaps coiling and holding back - D.H. Lawrence "Ruination"

Cliffs abutting in shadow a drear grey sea - D.H. Lawrence "Ruination"

Tall angels of darkness advancing steadily - D.H. Lawrence "Ruination"

A tongue of darkened flame to flicker in me - D.H. Lawrence "Shades"

In every shaken morsel I see our shadow tremble - D.H. Lawrence "Shades"

We need not dissemble our darkness - D.H. Lawrence "Shades"

Brittle as brimstone - D.H. Lawrence "She-Goat"

The see like a blade at their face - D.H. Lawrence "Sicilian Cyclamens"

Where the slow toads sat brooding - D.H. Lawrence "Sicilian Cyclamens"

The dark door of the secret earth - D.H. Lawrence "Snake"

Bitter-stinging white world - D.H. Lawrence "Southern Night"

The night's membrane of tranquil stars - D.H. Lawrence "Southern Night"

As an eagle staring down on the Sun - D.H. Lawrence "St John"

And casting the cycles of creation - D.H. Lawrence "St John"

Cooing in the lower boughs - D.H. Lawrence "St John"

Among the stones of the bitter sea - D.H. Lawrence "St John"

The golden horns of power - D.H. Lawrence "St Luke"

Knowing the thunder of his heart - D.H. Lawrence "St Luke"

The bull of the proletariat - D.H. Lawrence "St Luke"

The lion of the spirit - D.H. Lawrence "St Mark"

On the inaccessible pinnacle of light - D.H. Lawrence "St Mark"

Sharpening his teeth on the wolves - D.H. Lawrence "St Mark"

My myriad secret streams - D.H. Lawrence "St Matthew"

Before my heart stops beating - D.H. Lawrence "St Matthew"

Where the adder darts horizontal - D.H. Lawrence "St Matthew"

Leave off my wings of the spirit - D.H. Lawrence "St Matthew"

Over the edge of the soundless cataract - D.H. Lawrence "St Matthew"

Quicksilver taking the downward track - D.H. Lawrence "St Matthew"

The great depths of its reversed zenith - D.H. Lawrence "St Matthew"

Like a lark at heaven's gate - D.H. Lawrence "St Matthew"

Where the bat hangs sleeping - D.H. Lawrence "St Matthew"

Release them when the hour strikes - D.H. Lawrence "St Matthew"

Quickens the unclasping hands - D.H. Lawrence "Study"

An impetuous wind - D.H. Lawrence "Study"

The sunset swims in her eyes - D.H. Lawrence "Study"

Tears and dreams - D.H. Lawrence "Study"

Oh Danaë to this spring of cosmic gold - D.H. Lawrence "Tommies in the Train"

Falls league by league from our destiny - D.H. Lawrence "Tommies in the Train"

To watch the world that lingers behind - D.H. Lawrence "Tommies in the Train"

Falls like meteorite backward into space - D.H. Lawrence "Tommies in the Train"

In one motion depart from each other - D.H. Lawrence "Tommies in the Train"

Tortoises always foresee obstacles - D.H. Lawrence "Tortoise Family Connections"

Isolation is his birthright - D.H. Lawrence "Tortoise Family Connections"

A garden of pebbles and insects - D.H. Lawrence "Tortoise Family Connections"

Dragged out of an eternity of silent isolation - D.H. Lawrence "Tortoise Gallantry"

This awkward, harrowing pursuit - D.H. Lawrence "Tortoise Gallantry"

Eternal dome of mathematical law - D.H. Lawrence "Tortoise Shell"

The whirligig of dozens - D.H. Lawrence "Tortoise Shell"

His five-fold complex-nature - D.H. Lawrence "Tortoise Shell"

Out of life's unfathomable dawn - D.H. Lawrence "Tortoise Shout"

All her luminous garments gone - D.H. Lawrence "Town"

Sun of black void heat - D.H. Lawrence "Tropic"

As perilous, explosive as brimstone - D.H. Lawrence "Tropic"

Like mustard-seed rolls out of the husk of death - D.H. Lawrence "War-Baby"

Hushed into awe - D. H. Lawrence "Winter-Lull"

Hide our daunted eyes - D. H. Lawrence "Winter-Lull"

And are still denied - D. H. Lawrence "Winter-Lull"

Nor a verity to assist us - D. H. Lawrence "Winter-Lull"

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The monarchs of dogmatism - Aimee Le "The Age of Hypocrisy Widely Derided"

Its gullet is full of pennies - Aimee Le "American Poetry/The Age of Hypocrisy, Part II"

Until it bleeds lipstick - Aimee Le "American Poetry/The Age of Hypocrisy, Part II"

A nest of continual jangling - Aimee Le "American Poetry/The Age of Hypocrisy, Part II"

Every kind of uncomfortable - Aimee Le "Analogies, or, Twinkie Is to Egg As"

Draw me looking like somebody else - Aimee Le "Analogies, or, Twinkie Is to Egg As"

To blight 10,000 Carthages - Aimee Le "Bac Hai & the American Way"

Wash yourself raw and crackling - Aimee Le "Beautiful People"

At the opposite end of the table - Aimee Le "The Best Lesson"

Centerpieces on another table - Aimee Le "The Best Lesson"

The ripe fruit of a question - Aimee Le "The Best Lesson"

The opposite of purgatory - Aimee Le "Devil Woman Plus the Luckiest Guy in the World"

Born with a full head of teeth - Aimee Le "Devil Woman Plus the Luckiest Guy in the World"

End up in a thicket of eyes - Aimee Le "Devil Woman Plus the Luckiest Guy in the World"

Bloomed like a neon emetic - Aimee Le "Faith"

Behind a thousand flimsy masks - Aimee Le "Faith"

Your heart is just honeycomb - Aimee Le "I'm Glad I Only Had to Be a Teenage Boy Once"

Swaddled wasps in its wood - Aimee Le "Inventory of a Year Before Debt"

Chased by a beehive - Aimee Le "Inventory of a Year Before Debt"

In the air-conditioned underworld - Aimee Le "Movies I"

Go into my vision of time - Aimee Le "Movies I"

Batters our elusive homes - Aimee Le "Movies II"

A jug of bloody milk, poured - Aimee Le "My Winter of Acid"

Go slowly blue in chemical loops - Aimee Le "My Winter of Acid"

Another kind of waiting - Aimee Le "Ode to Phil"

Built of the same stuttering flesh - Aimee Le "Ode to Phil"

That cheerful string of heartburn - Aimee Le "Poem Written by Aimee's Imaginary Roommate, Charles"

The empty spaces you once filled - Aimee Le "Poem Written by Aimee's Imaginary Roommate, Charles"

Had to check my fingers for bone - Aimee Le "Poem Written by Aimee's Imaginary Roommate, Charles"

Like a hail of wet fruits - Aimee Le "Praise Poem for Mtn Dew"

In that raging, radioactive hue - Aimee Le "Praise Poem for Mtn Dew"

Dark boxes of freight - Aimee Le "The Shape Issue"

Applied science of the abstract light - Aimee Le "So the Love Story Started"

Churn and buttermilk at once - Aimee Le "So the Love Story Started"

Wearing a swimsuit on Thursday - Aimee Le "That Girl"

Sunlight slapped off the water - Aimee Le "That Girl"

The hush before monsoon season - Aimee Le "Theft"

Planned out imaginary funerals - Aimee Le "Theft"

A lesson in fury - Aimee Le "Theft"

This house is a lesson in fury - Aimee Le "Theft"

Crack your jaw on a chandelier - Aimee Le "Theft"

We squat in vacant rooms - Aimee Le "Theft"

The arrows of his fury - Aimee Le "Theft"

Some song smuggled under my tongue - Aimee Le "Where I Learn to Shrink"

Respect or the lies like it - Aimee Le "Where I Learn to Shrink"

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Along the aisles of song - Herve Noel le Breton "The Burden of Lost Souls" (translated by W.J. Robertson)

Our souls in fee for Circe's glamour - Herve Noel le Breton "The Burden of Lost Souls" (translated by W.J. Robertson)

Burned strange incense - Herve Noel le Breton "The Burden of Lost Souls" (translated by W.J. Robertson)

Whispered the runes of Truth - Herve Noel le Breton "The Burden of Lost Souls" (translated by W.J. Robertson)

Cancelled in swift eclipse - Herve Noel le Breton "The Burden of Lost Souls" (translated by W.J. Robertson)

The pilgrim of strange lore - Herve Noel le Breton "Hymn to Sleep" (translated by W.J. Robertson)

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And all the motley play of lives - Richard Le Gallienne "Ad Cimmerios"

That win their colour from the day - Richard Le Gallienne "Ad Cimmerios"

The surging wake of full-sailed summer - Richard Le Gallienne "Autumn"

Throats of music filled with sand - Richard Le Gallienne "Autumn"

Lonely sobbing from the thorn - Richard Le Gallienne "Beatrice"

Unmindful of his debt - Richard Le Gallienne "Beauty Accurst"

On the straight lists of broken-hearted dead - Richard Le Gallienne "Christmas in War-Time"

Black narrow lists no tears can wash away - Richard Le Gallienne "Christmas in War-Time"

In the old woods leave the mistletoe - Richard Le Gallienne "Christmas in War-Time"

And mistletoe strange berries of bitter tears - Richard Le Gallienne "Christmas in War-Time"

Gold-seeking hucksters in a noble land - Richard Le Gallienne "Christmas in War-Time"

Who ran to a wild death with laughing feet - Richard Le Gallienne "Christmas in War-Time"

Undazzled with its glorious infamy - Richard Le Gallienne "Christmas in War-Time"

To climb forbidden walls - Richard Le Gallienne "Cor Cordium"

Follow where his Juliet calls - Richard Le Gallienne "Cor Cordium"

Starry souls untainted of the clay - Richard Le Gallienne "Cor Cordium"

Its dear perilous honey - Richard Le Gallienne "Corydon's Farewell to His Pipe"

A little portion of the green, ambitious earth - Richard Le Gallienne "The Cry of the Little Peoples"

We have learned the lesson of Time - Richard Le Gallienne "The Cry of the Little Peoples"

Is given over to the cruel sons of Cain - Richard Le Gallienne "The Cry of the Little Peoples"

The hand that would break us is strong - Richard Le Gallienne "The Cry of the Little Peoples"

The octave 'twixt the dream and deed - Richard Le Gallienne "The Decadent to His Soul"

As bitters over dulcet sins - Richard Le Gallienne "The Decadent to His Soul"

And love you without word or tear - Richard Le Gallienne "Desiderium"

No transitory wrong or wrath - Richard Le Gallienne "Desiderium"

Gazing forever in immortal eyes - Richard Le Gallienne "Desiderium"

Our Lady of the fire - Richard Le Gallienne "The Destined Maid: A Prayer"

A toad eternally prisoned in stone - Richard Le Gallienne "The Destined Maid: A Prayer"

Beyond all glass's mirroring - Richard Le Gallienne "The Destined Maid: A Prayer"

The gold of his burning dreams - Richard Le Gallienne "Faery Gold (To Mrs. Percy Dearmer)"

Three golden tulips spouting flame - Richard Le Gallienne "Faery Gold (To Mrs. Percy Dearmer)"

The whole dark butchery without a soul - Richard Le Gallienne "The Illusion of War"

This bright drink of heady music, sweet as hell - Richard Le Gallienne "The Illusion of War"

A queen that in a garden of glory walks - Richard Le Gallienne "The Illusion of War"

The mirror of her moments - Richard Le Gallienne "In Her Diary"

Within the hollow arch of night - Richard Le Gallienne "In the Night"

Fair flame of sacrificial light - Richard Le Gallienne "In the Night"

Such a whisper as hidden in a shell - Richard Le Gallienne "A Love-Letter"

The dark muttering of the forest maze - Richard Le Gallienne "Matthew Arnold (Died, April 15, 1888)"

All day at her secret looms - Richard Le Gallienne "May Is Building Her House"

The thresholds of the four winds - Richard Le Gallienne "May Is Building Her House"

Where Dante's dream-days are - Richard Le Gallienne "Paolo and Francesca"

Joy within the gates of duty - Richard Le Gallienne "Paolo and Francesca"

Though the sun calls and gentle zephyrs plead - Richard Le Gallienne "Paolo and Francesca"

Sweet saint of sin - Richard Le Gallienne "Paolo and Francesca"

Black and mighty shapes of iron and stone - Richard Le Gallienne "The Rainbow"

A thing made all of rattling bone - Richard Le Gallienne "The Rainbow"

With leaping fire and boiling roar of rain - Richard Le Gallienne "The Rainbow"

The rainbow bridge eternal that is Hope - Richard Le Gallienne "The Rainbow"

No phantom born of desperate dreams - Richard Le Gallienne "The Rainbow"

Still shall the blackest hell look up and see - Richard Le Gallienne "The Rainbow"

The motley that his sorrow wore - Richard Le Gallienne "Saint Charles"

And watch with dilettante eyes - Richard Le Gallienne "Saint Charles

A monstrous wheel is turning - Richard Le Gallienne "Sunset in the City"

With glowing spokes of red - Richard Le Gallienne "Sunset in the City"

The lamps of sin are flaring - Richard Le Gallienne "Sunset in the City"

And still time's horses gallop - Richard Le Gallienne "Time Flies"

A daisied counterpane weave - Richard Le Gallienne "To a Dead Friend"

On Hell's last engine of the Iron Cross - Richard Le Gallienne "To Belgium"

Lifted high on our victorious shields - Richard Le Gallienne "To Belgium"

Fled me like a hunted fawn - Richard Le Gallienne "To My Wife, Mildred"

Moon of the wild wild honey - Richard Le Gallienne "To My Wife, Mildred"

Vast and mysterious brother - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

May poise upon a needle's end - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Shielding so soft a heart - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Through the sleeping dryad dreams - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

When the moon bends low - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Dreams again until the rising moon - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

For a brief enchanted space - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Haunted palace of the bat and owl - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Lost murdered spirits of the world - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Mournful, rattling bones and chains - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Harp fingered of winds and rains - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

With zodiac-spangled zone - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

The mandrake root that fattens in the gloom - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Larks and sunlit dreams - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Owl and gibbering ghost - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

A sponge of living light - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Great hands open towards the west - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

To catch the sweetheart wind - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

That brings the sister rains - Richard Le Gallienne "Tree-Worship"

Gleaming spears of great Apollo's host - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love I: 1"

A bough of song above a sea of sleep - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love I: 1"

Pluck from the tree of the years - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love I: 2"

While gnats keep up a dizzy reel - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love II"

His fairy threshing-wheel - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love II"

The hidden tongue of an ambiguous song - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love IV: Once"

A little space of fiery wedding - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love V: The Day of the Two Daffodils"

Through purple mists of riddled speech - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love V: The Day of the Two Daffodils"

An hour for our tears - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love XII: A Lost Hour"

Feast richly on a little bread - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love XIII: Met Once More"

An ivory cup of years - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love XIV: A June Lily"

In the land of forbidden sweet - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love XVI: Love Afar"

The wand of old smiles - Richard Le Gallienne "Young Love XVI: Love Afar"

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Unmindful of the Destinies - Louis V. Ledoux "A Threnody: In Memory fo the Destruction of Messina by Earthquake"

Has watched your tragic shore - Louis V. Ledoux "A Threnody: In Memory of the Destruction of Messina by Earthquake"

Crushed her gathered flowers - Louis V. Ledoux "A Threnody: In Memory fo the Destruction of Messina by Earthquake"

Yet live as human memories - Louis V. Ledoux "A Threnody: In Memory fo the Destruction of Messina by Earthquake"

With the darker gods has died - Louis V. Ledoux "A Threnody: In Memory fo the Destruction of Messina by Earthquake"

Gnawed by new decay - Louis V. Ledoux "A Threnody: In Memory of the Destruction of Messina by Earthquake"

To build new cosmos - Louis V. Ledoux "A Threnody: In Memory of the Destruction of Messina by Earthquake"

That filled their destined hours - Louis V. Ledoux "A Threnody: In Memory of the Destruction of Messina by Earthquake"

Though all earth's lips be mute - Louis V. Ledoux "A Threnody: In Memory fo the Destruction of Messina by Earthquake"

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Kept filling up with time - Li-Young Lee "Big Clock"

Crossing between gain and loss - Li-Young Lee "Big Clock"

Forgetting old words for the heart - Li-Young Lee "Big Clock"

Collecting words in a different language - Li-Young Lee "Big Clock"

The highest etched mark of his eyes - Li-Young Lee "Big Clock"

Quiet to quiet - Li-Young Lee "Out of Hiding"

Didn’t know I was blue - Li-Young Lee "Spoken For"

Living blue unconfessed - Li-Young Lee "Spoken For"

Blue in concealment - Li-Young Lee "Spoken For"

Night’s storied house - Li-Young Lee "Spoken For"

Happy in eternal waiting - Li-Young Lee "Spoken For"

Abysmal ground of all things - Li-Young Lee "Spoken For"

How much I go on losing - Li-Young Lee "Spoken For"

All we guard will be surrendered - Li-Young Lee "To Hold"

Learning to recognize what we love - Li-Young Lee "To Hold"

What I know I must relinquish in time - Li-Young Lee "To Hold"

The light of a joint and fragile keeping - Li-Young Lee "To Hold"

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when dawn calls to daybreak - Michael Leong "For My Cats Gaspara & Alfonsina"

drink from stones of frost - Michael Leong "For My Cats Gaspara & Alfonsina"

bring me wineglasses of miracles - Michael Leong "For My Cats Gaspara & Alfonsina"

all the vanished names of the wind - Michael Leong "For My Cats Gaspara & Alfonsina"

Of administrative iconography - Michael Leong "from Transmitting the Vertical Immensity of Coniferous Light"

The birth of a brushstroke - Michael Leong "from Transmitting the Vertical Immensity of Coniferous Light"

Bridge between ink and atmosphere - Michael Leong "from Transmitting the Vertical Immensity of Coniferous Light"

The nine-bend stream of time - Michael Leong "from Transmitting the Vertical Immensity of Coniferous Light"

A diagonal dismemberment of silk - Michael Leong "from Transmitting the Vertical Immensity of Coniferous Light"

So astounded by the mundane - Michael Leong "from Transmitting the Vertical Immensity of Coniferous Light"

A rhythmically surging semicircle - Michael Leong "from Transmitting the Vertical Immensity of Coniferous Light"

A panoramic dichotomy in detail - Michael Leong "from Transmitting the Vertical Immensity of Coniferous Light"

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To blend into the clouds - Keegan Lester “Huntington Beach”

Stitched to the water’s edge - Keegan Lester “Huntington Beach”

Cry like a peacock - Keegan Lester “Huntington Beach”

In places we cannot see - Keegan Lester “Huntington Beach”

Without consequence or query - Keegan Lester “Huntington Beach”

Making what was lost whole - Keegan Lester “Huntington Beach”

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From a vulture’s wing - Megan Levad “Foundling”

Bowed to the moon - Megan Levad “Foundling”

Still as a wish - Megan Levad “Foundling”

In the great throat of a glacier - Megan Levad “Foundling”

The wind’s fine veil - Megan Levad “Foundling”

In the ice and the earth - Megan Levad “Foundling”

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No longing to shatter himself - Denise Levertov "The Blind Man's House at the Edge of the Cliff"

Grind granite to sand - Denise Levertov "The Blind Man's House at the Edge of the Cliff"

My shadow, in your dark boat - Denise Levertov "A Defeat"

Stirs with tentative song - Denise Levertov "Early"

Gathered testimony of terror - Denise Levertov "El Salvador: Requiem and Invocation"

Knowledge of the old harmonies - Denise Levertov "El Salvador: Requiem and Invocation"

Who refused to be bought - Denise Levertov "El Salvador: Requiem and Invocation"

Nevertheless persists in beauty - Denise Levertov "In California: Morning, Evening, Late January"

Tranquil as this young moon - Denise Levertov "In California: Morning, Evening, Late January"

Drinking light from the vanished sun - Denise Levertov "In California: Morning, Evening, Late January"

For a silence almost present - Denise Levertov "Intimation"

Elusive among my heartbeats - Denise Levertov "Intimations"

At my lips before darkness - Denise Levertov "Midnight Gladness"

That lives on the imagination's tongue - Denise Levertov "O Taste and See"

To break on the tongue - Denise Levertov "On the Parables of the Mustard Seed"

Not noticing paradox - Denise Levertov "On the Parables of the Mustard Seed"

My need roams history - Denise Levertov "The Past (II)"

No inch of all untouched - Denise Levertov "The Past (II)"

With his shadow on equal terms - Denise Levertov "The Sculptor (Homage to Chillida)"

The arcane power of right angles - Denise Levertov "The Sculptor (Homage to Chillida)"

The abandoned cup's parched hollow - Denise Levertov "Soutine (Two Paintings)"

Weather and water in its perfecting - Denise Levertov "A Stone from Iona"

Glowing behind the dark others - Denise Levertov "A Surrogate"

All voice, though silent - Denise Levertov "To Rilke"

Chance the pilgrim sandals - Denise Levertov "A Traveler"

Strangling other throats - Denise Levertov "Two Threnodies and a Psalm"

The detritus of our ambitions - Denise Levertov "Two Threnodies and a Psalm"

Ash and cinder of star-fire - Denise Levertov "Two Threnodies and a Psalm"

Tinder for primal light - Denise Levertov "Two Threnodies and a Psalm"

Flame on our lips - Denise Levertov "Two Threnodies and a Psalm"

Not you but our hope of you - Denise Levertov "Variation on a Theme by Rilke"

We dustmotes in the cosmos - Denise Levertov "Variation on a Theme by Rilke"

Had a brilliance more insistent - Denise Levertov "The Winter Stars"

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The dark road toward their silence - Philip Levine "After the War"

By men becoming myths - Philip Levine "And That Night Clifford Died"

One step closer to the edge of truth - Philip Levine "Another Song"

A high thin note trilling the frozen air - Philip Levine "Another Song"

A living candle in the hand of earth - Philip Levine "Bitterness"

To breathe the frozen sky - Philip Levine "Blood"

A tight nest of broken eggs - Philip Levine "Blood"

Hears the humming of rocks at great height - Philip Levine "Breath"

The long steady drone of granite holding - Philip Levine "Breath"

The strumming of obsidian to itself - Philip Levine "Breath"

The glacier's final push resounding still - Philip Levine "Breath"

And the dark came out of my eyes flooding everything - Philip Levine "Breath"

Scared by the gasping of a wild one - Philip Levine "Breath"

Scared by my own breath - Philip Levine "Breath"

Gleamed with the warm light of an absent star - Philip Levine "Breath"

In this high clear room of the world - Philip Levine "Breath"

Held locked in the veins till the last fire - Philip Levine "Breath"

Calm us then under a gold sky - Philip Levine "Breath"

Still retain their purity of functional design - Philip Levine "Buying and Selling"

Their usefulness became legend - Philip Levine "Buying and Selling"

To enter the wilderness of warehouses - Philip Levine "Buying and Selling"

Relayed the new gospels across mountains - Philip Levine "Buying and Selling"

In the sudden aftermath I inhaled a sadness - Philip Levine "Buying and Selling"

With their secret ponds and streams unknown - Philip Levine "Buying and Selling"

The whole weight of the rain - Philip Levine "Clouds Above the Sea"

In dust rising - Philip Levine "Clouds Above the Sea"

The absence of sky - Philip Levine "Clouds Above the Sea"

As they say in the language of that place - Philip Levine "Coming Close"

Reborn on my breath - Philip Levine "The Communist Party"

Strangers of good will - Philip Levine "The Communist Party"

On pine planks over the umber mud - Philip Levine "Drum"

Silver shavings whitened with milky oil - Philip Levine "Drum"

A Carthaginian outpost sent to guard the waters - Philip Levine "Drum"

The haze of stars striking armor - Philip Levine "Drum"

Seven hills of scraped earth topped with crab grass - Philip Levine "Drum"

Not these shards of ash - Philip Levine "During the War"

The moon no one sings to - Philip Levine "The Evening Turned Its Back Upon Her Voice"

And iron striking back - Philip Levine "Flowering Midnight"

But far from childhood - Philip Levine "Flowering Midnight"

Gray starlings on the winter lawn - Philip Levine "For the Country: The Dream"

Dark capped juncos hidden in dense foliage - Philip Levine "For the Country: The Garden"

The long shadows settle down to rest - Philip Levine "For the Country: The Garden"

Speaking of the great theater of conquest - Philip Levine "For the Country: The President"

Of advancing beyond the simple miracles - Philip Levine "For the Country: The President"

The small ventures of birds and beasts - Philip Levine "For the Country: The President"

Hidden in the shadows of the cottonwoods - Philip Levine "Gospel"

Only a faint path strewn with lupine - Philip Levine "Gospel"

The earth, still cold, still silent, still ungiving - Philip Levine "Gospel"

Greets me with last year's dead thistles - Philip Levine "Gospel"

The curling remains of spider's cloth - Philip Levine "Gospel"

The traffic light stuck on yellow - Philip Levine "Homecoming"

Winds Off the Moon - Philip Levine "In a Light Time"

Blindest in Sunlight - Philip Levine "In a Light Time"

Bowed by rust - Philip Levine "It Was Autumn"

The seven rivers that surround the heart - Philip Levine "Joe Gould's Pen"

Gave back the last hard breath - Philip Levine "Joe Gould's Pen"

Toward a horizon of pure blood - Philip Levine "Library Days"

Complicate the pain - Philip Levine “Mad Day in March”

Stolen dime-store moments - Philip Levine "Magic"

A verdict against creation - Philip Levine "Magic"

Slow fish speaking the language of silence - Philip Levine "Making It Work"

The name of the angel who guards my sleep - Philip Levine "Making Light of It"

Reach for the next outcropping of rock - Philip Levine "Making Light of It"

The thistle sheds its royal robes - Philip Levine "Making Light of It"

Quivers awake in the hot winds off the sun - Philip Levine "Making Light of It"

Goes ahead burning the little candle of his breath - Philip Levine "Making Light of It"

Your laughter thrown in the wind's face - Philip Levine "My Fathers, The Baltic"

Money and all it never bought - Philip Levine "My Fathers, The Baltic"

For all the sea taught you - Philip Levine "My Fathers, The Baltic"

Did the stars keep their appointments - Philip Levine "On 52nd Street"

Expecting to enter fiction - Philip Levine "Once"

The mountains have no word for ocean - Philip Levine "Our Valley"

Or how light changed nothing - Philip Levine "Photography 2"

Must invent someone on the other end of eternity - Philip Levine "Picture Postcard from the Other World"

With no more fuss than the moon makes - Philip Levine "Picture Postcard from the Other World"

The cloud that formed above the rivers of our blood - Philip Levine "Picture Postcard from the Other World"

Except the stubbornness of things - Philip Levine "The Return"

The fine print of our eyes - Philip Levine "Salt and Oil"

In the locked archives of the clock - Philip Levine "Salt and Oil"

Limitless and changing everything - Philip Levine "The Sea We Read About"

No darkness we can say was his - Philip Levine "The Search for Lorca's Shadow"

The old voyage toward morning - Philip Levine "The Secret"

The earth asks nothing - Philip Levine "The Secret"

The light overflowing with smoke - Philip Levine "Smoke"

Understood the moon - Philip Levine "Smoke"

There has to be more than dust - Philip Levine "A Story"

An alert cat leaving nothing to chance - Philip Levine "A Theory of Prosody"

A river of stars overflowing their bowl - Philip Levine "These Streets"

The comfort things could bring - Philip Levine "These Words"

The clear ink of its meaning - Philip Levine "These Words"

Smelling the exhaustion on his own breath - Philip Levine "The Two"

The weather has not decided if this is spring - Philip Levine "The Two"

Spiced with things she cannot believe - Philip Levine "The Two"

Why I never returned to keep them in my life - Philip Levine "The Two"

The patience to endure these truths and confessions - Philip Levine "The Two"

All the birds in hiding - Philip Levine "Unholy Saturday"

Before the dark whispers the last word - Philip Levine "Unholy Saturday"

The breathy, unknowable voice of silence - Philip Levine "The Unknowable"

Their last words reach us in the language of light - Philip Levine "Waking in March"

Wind bearing the voices of the world - Philip Levine "Waking in March"

Turn it into fire or the sound of fire - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

As the whole world holds its breath - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

They can drain the stars of light - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

Gathering up the remnants of this year's garden - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

Beds that couldn't hold our ordinary serviceable dreams - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

Follow their trail of burnished arrows - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

The mad swirl of leaves and newspapers - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

Blowing its black breath in the face of creation - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

A few stars come out to share the witness - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

The heart of ice is fire waiting - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

His fence that could hold back no one - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

With so much stubborn weight of our going - Philip Levine "A Walk with Tom Jefferson"

Go on two legs down the stairs and out - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"

Ermined floors and tangled seas of silk sheets - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"

Through adobe walls and secret gardens - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"

Burning crystals settling on the evening ocean - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"

The archaic power of his figs - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"

Bowed to his wounded tomatoes - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"

To rinse off the pain of nightmare - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"

To receive the black gifts of a mountain road - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"

Reaching into unforeseen sweetness - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"

Roosting in the dark branches of the Joshua tree - Philip Levine "The Whole Soul"

In a high room between two rivers - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

Neither on a cloud of soot nor a roof of stone - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

Urging the past out of its pockets of silence - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

Long banished into silence and no time - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

Leaving nothing to tell me who they are - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

Doubles and smears the night across the wide world - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

As they gathered the long day's remnants - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

Softened to the usual shades of rain, night, sleep - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

Took them through seven small seas to a great ocean - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

A great ocean tasting of salt and our lives - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

The sparrow who picks about the gravel - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

Invites me in with a twist of his head - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

Hung motionless above the changing winds - Philip Levine "Winter Words"

The absence of another voice - Philip Levine "Yakov"

With black wine and black bread - Philip Levine "Yakov"

Brought him the music of silence - Philip Levine "Yakov"

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Chased the changeful hours - Amy Levy "Between the Showers"

The passionate wind of spring - Amy Levy "The Birch-Tree at Loschwitz"

Nor wild thing nor tame - Amy Levy "Captivity"

In the largeness and freedom of sunlight outside - Amy Levy "Captivity"

Cry for the bars that encage me - Amy Levy "Captivity"

By courtesies more bound - Amy Levy "Christopher Found"

But Love came not - Amy Levy "A Cross-Road Epitaph"

The ice of all the ages - Amy Levy "A Dirge"

All joys of soul or sense - Amy Levy "The End of the Day"

Where grief a shadow grows - Amy Levy "The End of the Day"

The dust in his throat - Amy Levy "Epitaph"

Caught in the Circle of Pain - Amy Levy "Felo de Se"

The sea and the wind's wild breath - Amy Levy "Felo de Se"

Weary weight of tears unshed - Amy Levy "A Greek Girl"

Clothed in my spirit's grey - Amy Levy "In a Minor Key"

Sit in the stillness and stare at Fate - Amy Levy "In a Minor Key"

Across the silence and the shade - Amy Levy "In the Night"

So simple not to wake - Amy Levy "In the Nower"

Lay in shadow and dreamed of fame - Amy Levy "The Last Judgment"

Starved on dreams, and found them good - Amy Levy "The Last Judgment"

Vain shadows in a dream - Amy Levy "Last Words"

The half-forgotten breath of breezes - Amy Levy "London Poets"

All things I can endure - Amy Levy "Magdalen"

The future and the past are dead - Amy Levy "Magdalen"

The grain of hopes that yet shall flower - Amy Levy "A March Day in London"

Sudden seized with shadowy apprehension - Amy Levy "Medea"

Unbound beyond the threshold - Amy Levy "Medea"

As the high Fates directed - Amy Levy "Medea"

Have wrestled in the darkness - Amy Levy "Medea"

Have poured the sap of all my being - Amy Levy "Medea"

Hungry for love and music - Amy Levy "Medea"

And for all your fury speak you fair - Amy Levy "Medea"

Less swayed by savage passion - Amy Levy "Medea"

Never in fair justice framed - Amy Levy "Medea"

Have knelt too long before you - Amy Levy "Medea"

Now behold me free - Amy Levy "Medea"

In sudden toils of torment - Amy Levy "Medea"

The garments wrought in Hell - Amy Levy "Medea"

Cleaving the topmost cloud - Amy Levy "Medea"

Let the Furies rend her guilty soul - Amy Levy "Medea"

Had a fiend at heart - Amy Levy "Medea"

Have fought with the Fates - Amy Levy "Medea"

Queen Luck, that rules the world - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

A Sisyphus with the world for stone - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

Furtive, fleeting glimpse of angel faces - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

Must strive for higher fruits - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

Triumphant smile and tragic eyes - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

What royal wealth of scarlet - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

To take my starveling's portion and pretend - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

Too much patience in the world - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

Had her heart been otherwise - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

Large schemes of undone work - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

Who get drunk with sun - Amy Levy "A Minor Poet"

Love has been here before - Amy Levy "New Love, New Life"

Will forget winter in my heart - Amy Levy "The Old Poet"

Her unheard voice is whispering clear - Amy Levy "The Old Poet"

Nor think on squandered springtimes - Amy Levy "The Old Poet"

Who promises that death is gentle too - Amy Levy "The Promise of Sleep"

Silence more cold than the wind - Amy Levy "The Sequel to 'A Reminiscence'"

Spirits of the past and future days - Amy Levy "Sinfonia Eroica"

And through the changing guises - Amy Levy "Sonnet"

And the flame of Love grow cold - Amy Levy "To Death"

And let the tears together flow - Amy Levy "To Sylvia"

Clear comes each note and true - Amy Levy "To Sylvia"

How your dear eyes grew deep - Amy Levy "To Sylvia"

As fair to thee as Paradise - Amy Levy "Translated from Geibel"

The thorn was left to me - Amy Levy "Translated from Geibel"

Death is the second terror - Amy Levy "The Two Terrors"

The shadow of a kindred woe - Amy Levy "The Two Terrors"

The leaden demon in my feet - Amy Levy "A Wall Flower"

A rose beneath your feet - Amy Levy "A Waltz Song"

Dreaming in a troubled sleep - Amy Levy "Xantippe"

And stood out blackly from a tender sky - Amy Levy "Xantippe"

My high thoughts, and my golden dreams - Amy Levy "Xantippe"

And counselled by his care - Amy Levy "Xantippe"

At the flowing fountain of his soul - Amy Levy "Xantippe"

Whose fruit was never ripe - Amy Levy "Xantippe"

Holding high his retrospective lamp - Amy Levy "Xantippe"

The marble walls of men's cold hearts - Amy Levy "Xantippe"

Have wrought my dreary duties - Amy Levy "Xantippe"

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Hush me a lullaby - J. Patrick Lewis "Ab-so-lu-tas-ti-cal"

Considering the debt I owe - J. Patrick Lewis "Acknowledgements"

The first of the next daylight - J. Patrick Lewis "the activist"

Becomes colder than water - J. Patrick Lewis "The Arctic and Antarctica: Which Is Colder"

Turning my life to shame and candle - J. Patrick Lewis "the Auntie"

Dances down the sky - J. Patrick Lewis "Aurora Borealis"

Awaking in waves - J. Patrick Lewis "Bats"

Pushed into the wind - J. Patrick Lewis "the child"

Under the billion-acre sky - J. Patrick Lewis "the child"

A secret combination of frowns - J. Patrick Lewis "the child"

A navigator's hopeless dream - J. Patrick Lewis "Christopher Columbus"

All dreams end in surprise - J. Patrick Lewis "Christopher Columbus"

At the far end of destiny - J. Patrick Lewis "Christopher Columbus"

Reached the wilder shores - J. Patrick Lewis "Christopher Columbus"

Lost in the future - J. Patrick Lewis "Christopher Columbus"

Wait for starlight - J. Patrick Lewis "Cow Dreams"

Praying it survives the breezes - J. Patrick Lewis "The Crookedest Building"

Hidden in harsh daylight - J. Patrick Lewis "The Crusader"

The setting midnight sun - J. Patrick Lewis "The European City Song"

Playing on his disbelief - J. Patrick Lewis "The First"

Along the ledge to legend - J. Patrick Lewis "The First"

A homing device for navigating paradise - J. Patrick Lewis "Great, Good, Bad"

Seized the sudden sky - J. Patrick Lewis "The Highest Air on a Skateboard"

Rise like porcupines - J. Patrick Lewis "How to Tell Latitude from Longitude"

For which there are no keys - J. Patrick Lewis "the journalist"

Necessary gardens - J. Patrick Lewis "Necessary Gardens"

Surprised by moon - J. Patrick Lewis "The Repast of the Lion"

When midnight dozes into dawn - J. Patrick Lewis "The Repast of the Lion"

A tower in the tarnished game - J. Patrick Lewis "The Slugger"

And quick with rot - J. Patrick Lewis "The Voice of the Voiceless"

Where the iron, where the clay - J. Patrick Lewis "The Voice of the Voiceless"

Make the Earth your companion - J. Patrick Lewis "Walk Lightly"

Instruct you in stillness - J. Patrick Lewis "Walk Lightly"

Whisper hush to eternity - J. Patrick Lewis "Walk Lightly"

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When I return to the garden - M.L. Liebler "Another Ah Sunflower!"

Against the back fences of my soul - M.L. Liebler "Another Ah Sunflower!"

Inside my rectangle mind - M.L. Liebler "I Am the Brown Earth Buried"

Down the long corridors of memory - M.L. Liebler "I Want to Be Once"

The blue eyes of my dreams - M.L. Liebler "Last Night Inside My Blood"

Up to the surface of grace - M.L. Liebler "Last Night Inside My Blood"

In the backyard of memory - M.L. Liebler "Late Autumn Fire"

Who will own our names - M.L. Liebler "Late Autumn Fire"

That danced right through sorrow - M.L. Liebler "The Mist Spirit of Everything"

To hold me in my grief - M.L. Liebler "One Ounce of Forgiveness"

High tide's wet letters - M.L. Liebler "This Atlantic Language"

Spoken in the tongue of salt - M.L. Liebler "This Atlantic Language"

With hope as wild as weeds - M.L. Liebler "Trembling in the Temple of Tears at the Feet of Buddha"

Could tell the truth of the future - M.L. Liebler "Trembling in the Temple of Tears at the Feet of Buddha"

Who put prayer in motion - M.L. Liebler "Trembling in the Temple of Tears at the Feet of Buddha"

New answers in the universe of ourselves - M.L. Liebler "Trembling in the Temple of Tears at the Feet of Buddha"

Secret chants from the deep - M.L. Liebler "Upon Christ's Entry into Liverpool"

Heal the broken Dreamers - M.L. Liebler "Upon Christ's Entry into Liverpool"

Falling from yesterday's stars - M.L. Liebler "Winter Meditation"

Colder than the blood in my heart - M.L. Liebler "Winter Meditation"

The desperation of the moon - M.L. Liebler "Winter Meditation"

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He stalks until the dawn-stars burn away - Vachel Lindsay "Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight"

When the sick world cries, how can he sleep? - Vachel Lindsay "Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight"

Too many homesteads in black terror weep - Vachel Lindsay "Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight"

The sins of all war-lords burn his heart - Vachel Lindsay "Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight"

Sees the dreadnaughts scouring every main - Vachel Lindsay "Abraham Lincoln Walks at Midnight"

And stilled the panther's call - Vachel Lindsay "Alexander Campbell, I: My Fathers Came from Kentucky"

And feud and Hell were theirs - Vachel Lindsay "Alexander Campbell, I: My Fathers Came from Kentucky"

I have begun to count my dead - Vachel Lindsay "Alexander Campbell, II: Written in a Year When Many of My People Died"

Fountain of whispering and mystery - Vachel Lindsay "Alexander Campbell, III: A Rhymed Address to All Renegade Campbellites, Exhorting Them to Return"

Where the precious airs are terraces and roadways - Vachel Lindsay "Alexander Campbell, III: A Rhymed Address to All Renegade Campbellites, Exhorting Them to Return"

Pits so deep a torch turns to a star - Vachel Lindsay "Alexander Campbell, III: A Rhymed Address to All Renegade Campbellites, Exhorting Them to Return"

The fiery roots of forests brave and far - Vachel Lindsay "Alexander Campbell, III: A Rhymed Address to All Renegade Campbellites, Exhorting Them to Return"

The seventeen year locust charged by - Vachel Lindsay "Alexander Campbell, III: A Rhymed Address to All Renegade Campbellites, Exhorting Them to Return"

The dream-side of a pennyroyal river - Vachel Lindsay "Alexander Campbell, III: A Rhymed Address to All Renegade Campbellites, Exhorting Them to Return"

Let a thousand prophets have their due - Vachel Lindsay "Alexander Campbell, III: A Rhymed Address to All Renegade Campbellites, Exhorting Them to Return"

Sweet with the glory of ten thousand dawns - Vachel Lindsay "The Amaranth"

I will not cease hoping though you weep - Vachel Lindsay "The Amaranth"

Though it may not be just as I dream - Vachel Lindsay "The Amaranth"

With streets like channels of an incense-sea - Vachel Lindsay "The Amaranth"

There's machinery in the butterfly - Vachel Lindsay "Another Word on the Scientific Aspiration"

There's a mainspring to the bee - Vachel Lindsay "Another Word on the Scientific Aspiration"

There's hydraulics to a daisy - Vachel Lindsay "Another Word on the Scientific Aspiration"

Made ten soldiers out of snow - Vachel Lindsay "The Battle-Ax of the Sun"

On soft-winged sails of meditation - Vachel Lindsay "The Boat with the Kite String and the Celestial Eyes"

The dead hours in their graves - Vachel Lindsay "The Boat with the Kite String and the Celestial Eyes"

Bartlett pears of romance - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

Scourged the elephant plutocrats - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

A tribe of wonders coming - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

At midnight in the sod huts of lost hope - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

Speaking like a siege gun - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

Tornadoes piled across the sky - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

And joined the wild parade - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

Time-winds out of Chaos - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

The demons in the bricks, the demons in the grass - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

Down like a wind-smashed fence - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

With dollar signs upon their coats - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

Gone to join the shadows - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

With mighty Cromwell and tall King Saul - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

To join the ironies with Old John Brown - Vachel Lindsay "Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan"

A hawk that loves my shoulder - Vachel Lindsay "The Celestial Circus"

Your feet will be white lightning - Vachel Lindsay "The Celestial Circus"

And wrestle on the moon - Vachel Lindsay "The Celestial Circus"

The first of our million dancing years - Vachel Lindsay "The Celestial Circus"

Gallop through the whirling mist - Vachel Lindsay "The Comet of Prophecy"

And wisdom's mountain scale - Vachel Lindsay "The Comet of Prophecy"

My wizard cloak beneath that alien sky - Vachel Lindsay "The Comet of Prophecy"

Chaos sleet and chaos rain - Vachel Lindsay "The Comet of Prophecy"

My lady of the tea-rose - Vachel Lindsay "Dancing for a Prize"

Queen of the fleets of No-Man's-Land - Vachel Lindsay "Dancing for a Prize"

Who drove the coiling dragons like doves before her - Vachel Lindsay "Dancing for a Prize"

Each day is coronation time - Vachel Lindsay "The Dandelion"

You have no humble hours - Vachel Lindsay "The Dandelion"

By noon you raise a sea of stars - Vachel Lindsay "The Dandelion"

Climbing bitterly the stranger's stairs - Vachel Lindsay "Dante"

Like Alice through the looking-glass - Vachel Lindsay "A Doll's 'Arabian Nights'"

The black stones took on flame - Vachel Lindsay "A Doll's 'Arabian Nights'"

The shadows shone with eyes - Vachel Lindsay "A Doll's 'Arabian Nights'"

In a Hell's debauch of dyes - Vachel Lindsay "A Doll's 'Arabian Nights'"

In a court of witch bazars [sic] - Vachel Lindsay "A Doll's 'Arabian Nights'"

A pack of death-hounds guarding me - Vachel Lindsay "A Doll's 'Arabian Nights'"

That pen will drip with moonlight and with fire - Vachel Lindsay "The Dream of All the Springfield Writers"

In channelled glory leap and shine - Vachel Lindsay "The Dream of All the Springfield Writers"

The cloud wore sunshine - Vachel Lindsay "The Fairy Circus"

Two sad shadows over the old nations - Vachel Lindsay "The Fever Called War"

The strain that the wild band plays - Vachel Lindsay "The Firemen's Ball"

With a red and royal intoxication - Vachel Lindsay "The Firemen's Ball"

The delicate flowers of delight - Vachel Lindsay "The Firemen's Ball"

Like midnight poppies - Vachel Lindsay "The Firemen's Ball"

With hearts like the stars - Vachel Lindsay "The Firemen's Ball"

The lions and roses and lilies of love - Vachel Lindsay "For All Who Ever Sent Lace Valentines"

They feed on the sacred raisins - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

Where the great black agates loom - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

So high the crows are dizzy - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

The whales roar in perfect tune and time - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

A tale of Prester John - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

Ten gold suns in California - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

Harnessed with golden seaweeds - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

Fight like scalded wildcats - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

Then they repent like whirlwinds - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

Spices like sharp sweet swords - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

Honey in the hearts of gourds - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

Swans that prophesy night and day - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

The burble of the bull-frog in the well - Vachel Lindsay "The Golden Whales of California"

Giant shells from the jasper sea - Vachel Lindsay "Harps in Heaven"

A thousand burnt up years behind - Vachel Lindsay "Harps in Heaven"

I hear the chimes of tomorrow - Vachel Lindsay "In Memory of My Friend Joyce Kilmer, Poet and Soldier"

The azure bells of eternal love - Vachel Lindsay "In Memory of My Friend Joyce Kilmer, Poet and Soldier"

Storm clouds turned to blue-bell flowers - Vachel Lindsay "In Memory of My Friend Joyce Kilmer, Poet and Soldier"

Giants afar still touch the sky - Vachel Lindsay "In Memory of My Friend Joyce Kilmer, Poet and Soldier"

Drunk on May-time revelations - Vachel Lindsay "In Praise of Johnny Appleseed"

The apple allied to the thorn - Vachel Lindsay "In Praise of Johnny Appleseed"

While the years howled by - Vachel Lindsay "In Praise of Johnny Appleseed"

With their butterfly nations - Vachel Lindsay "In Praise of Johnny Appleseed"

Heart of a hundred midnights - Vachel Lindsay "In Praise of Johnny Appleseed"

Found among the prophets - Vachel Lindsay "In Which Roosevelt Is Compared to Saul"

Bought refinement by the pound - Vachel Lindsay "John L. Sullivan, the Strong Boy of Boston"

For a jamboree was gowned - Vachel Lindsay "John L. Sullivan, the Strong Boy of Boston"

Each raw saloon was raising Cain - Vachel Lindsay "John L. Sullivan, the Strong Boy of Boston"

Once more escaped its chain - Vachel Lindsay "John L. Sullivan, the Strong Boy of Boston"

We joined the singing phoenix then - Vachel Lindsay "Kalamazoo"

All for one hidden butterfly - Vachel Lindsay "Kalamazoo"

With her crystal wings, and her honey heart - Vachel Lindsay "Kalamazoo"

One scorched phoenix that mourned in the dew - Vachel Lindsay "Kalamazoo"

Wonders spreading round you like flame - Vachel Lindsay "A Kind of Scorn"

Love haunting your very name - Vachel Lindsay "A Kind of Scorn"

The Grail above your head in splendor - Vachel Lindsay "A Kind of Scorn"

The storm of scorn I ride - Vachel Lindsay "A Kind of Scorn"

Bitter dreams of enigma and night - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

When a million years were done - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

The wounds that come with wanderings - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

Chose the solemn paths of Hell - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

Of a memory in demon-haunted men - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

Strung with threads of purple fire - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

The sweetest song since the demons fell - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

Nor devils nor dragons may ever forget - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

The death-dews of Chaos - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

Called up the dragons by name - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

The laughter of Night in his lair - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

The fear of ten thousand tomorrows - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

Building a throne of sand - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

The fire of the star-souled Lucifer - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

For a moment repenting - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

Where the Gulfs of Silence end - Vachel Lindsay "The Last Song of Lucifer"

Our spiritual solar-kings - Vachel Lindsay "A Meditation on the Sun"

Carry yesteryears within our wallets - Vachel Lindsay "A Meditation on the Sun"

Scorns and triumphs woven in our cloaks - Vachel Lindsay "A Meditation on the Sun"

To whom all psalms are due - Vachel Lindsay "A Meditation on the Sun"

We met ourselves as we came back - Vachel Lindsay "Meeting Ourselves"

Our old souls and our new souls met - Vachel Lindsay "Meeting Ourselves"

The powers of a thousand dreaming skies - Vachel Lindsay "Meeting Ourselves"

As we shouted along the trail of surprise - Vachel Lindsay "Meeting Ourselves"

A kiss from far off Eden - Vachel Lindsay "My Lady Is Compared to a Young Tree"

A flash of Judgment's trumpet - Vachel Lindsay "My Lady Is Compared to a Young Tree"

That no storm can tame - Vachel Lindsay "The Mystic Rooster of the Montana Sunrise"

Her secret forest's floor and lawn - Vachel Lindsay "A Rhyme for All Zionists: The Eyes of Queen Esther, and How they Conquered King Ahasuerus"

As mead to reapers in the wheat - Vachel Lindsay "A Rhyme for All Zionists: The Eyes of Queen Esther, and How they Conquered King Ahasuerus"

Yet Judith, till her war was won - Vachel Lindsay "A Rhyme for All Zionists: The Eyes of Queen Esther, and How they Conquered King Ahasuerus"

All of the future tyrants fell - Vachel Lindsay "A Rhyme for All Zionists: The Eyes of Queen Esther, and How they Conquered King Ahasuerus"

Ruled with tomorrow's rising sun - Vachel Lindsay "A Rhyme for All Zionists: The Eyes of Queen Esther, and How they Conquered King Ahasuerus"

And in the logic of the skies - Vachel Lindsay "A Rhyme for All Zionists: The Eyes of Queen Esther, and How they Conquered King Ahasuerus"

The dry hot wind called Science - Vachel Lindsay "The Scientific Aspiration"

Give us Darwin's eyes - Vachel Lindsay "The Scientific Aspiration"

With your patchwork flag of brotherhood - Vachel Lindsay "Sew the Flags Together"

One quick breath of peach-bloom fantasy - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

As the Indus turns him back - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

Where poppies bloom for miles - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

A giant hound that never sleeps - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

A crocodile that sits and weeps - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

Fire-winged cats that light the nights - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

Glorify the land of rust - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

Writhing roots on trees of dream - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

Beggars and clowns rebel in might - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

Lifts a key of crimson stone - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

Throws forty keys at Arthur's feet - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

And every rumor known to time - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

Ten thousand years have thundered on - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

Immortal brooks and magic birds - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

A voice of night-wind alchemy - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

The drumbeat of a ghost - Vachel Lindsay "The Song of the Sturdy Snails"

And all the snails were kings - Vachel Lindsay "The Song of the Sturdy Snails"

That keep vigils on the windows of beggars - Vachel Lindsay "The Song of the Sturdy Snails"

Drunk on honey-dew and violet's breath - Vachel Lindsay "The Tiger on Parade"

Knocking at the brazen bars of Death - Vachel Lindsay "The Tiger on Parade"

High above that tiger on parade - Vachel Lindsay "The Tiger on Parade"

Uriel and Michael were your sons - Vachel Lindsay "To Eve, Man's Dream of Wifehood as Described by Milton"

Piercing through his midnight sleep - Vachel Lindsay "To Eve, Man's Dream of Wifehood as Described by Milton"

Making our hearts their prey - Vachel Lindsay "We Start West for the Waterfalls"

Beneath Time's roaring cannon - Vachel Lindsay "When the Mississippi Flowed in Indiana"

The roof of Blue-Beard's palace - Vachel Lindsay "When the Mississippi Flowed in Indiana"

While the soul's deep Mississippi sweeps on - Vachel Lindsay "When the Mississippi Flowed in Indiana"

Cold and mighty as his name - Vachel Lindsay "Yankee Doodle"

Unsubdued by burning dawn - Vachel Lindsay "Yankee Doodle"

War-god banners lead us - Vachel Lindsay "Yankee Doodle"

The flag the angels carry - Vachel Lindsay "Yankee Doodle"

Marching still with bleeding feet - Vachel Lindsay "Yankee Doodle"

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Where the fields lie lonely and untended - Sidney Royse Lysaght "A Deserted Home"

The old house grey among the trees - Sidney Royse Lysaght "A Deserted Home"

The songs of the young girls binding up the corn - Sidney Royse Lysaght "A Deserted Home"

Where the windows shone across the darkness - Sidney Royse Lysaght "A Deserted Home"

Slipped among sedges out of sight - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Purpose at the heart of things - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

The merry ring of whetted scythes - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

And tidings of unventured ways - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Twilight opened gates unknown - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Sheltering bounds of landmarks old - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Our El Dorado's treasure stores - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Threw down our golden citadel - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Embossed with silver trellis of frost - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

To match our blood against the cold - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Helped to find the scattered sheep - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

The vision of ancestral foes - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Old battle calls at night - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Around beleaguered walls rang - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

And heard the horn of Ivanhoe - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Shadows thronged the winding stair - Sidney Royse Lysaght "First Horizons"

Banks of primrose, boughs of May - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

Whispered in the tangled deeps - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

Secrets that the noonday keeps - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

The fox that crept through the fern - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

Leaving but an antler's glance - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

Rushing wings of phantom hosts - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

Outcasts of forgotten tombs - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

Touched aeolian dulcimers - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

Fairy rings on floors of moss - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

Tapestries of wild rose lay - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

Hung on dappled foxglove bells - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Forest"

Ran fearless to meet our fortune - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Fountain-Springs"

Strange voices of an alien sphere - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Fountain-Springs"

That brought the wandering outcast home - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Fountain-Springs"

The magic of the unknown track - Sidney Royse Lysaght "New Horizons"

Adventure calls with every dawn - Sidney Royse Lysaght "New Horizons"

Fields of corn against the moor - Sidney Royse Lysaght "Our Homeland"

Domes of coral cumulus - Sidney Royse Lysaght "Our Homeland"

For the path with none to guide - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Quest of Youth"

Starlit camps on the mountain - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The Quest of Youth"

Dropped a veil of changing light - Sidney Royse Lysaght "Shelter and Fellowship"

We were playmates of the wind - Sidney Royse Lysaght "Shelter and Fellowship"

Meadow secrets, forest clues - Sidney Royse Lysaght "Shelter and Fellowship"

Put our wealth in trust - Sidney Royse Lysaght "Shelter and Fellowship"

Past the reach of moth and rust - Sidney Royse Lysaght "Shelter and Fellowship"

Those pathways wild and lone - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The World's End"

Where the wind first taught the trees - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The World's End"

Lonelier aisle or darker crypt - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The World's End"

Leafy maze and dusky corridor - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The World's End"

In the hidden cloisters of the wood - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The World's End"

The secret clue we followed - Sidney Royse Lysaght "The World's End"

Can lend enchantment to the truth - Sidney Royse Lysaght "Youth"

The ends of paths that once were endless - Sidney Royse Lysaght "Youth"

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Anchored in the ocean - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Spring"

Some equal time to complain about you - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Spring"

Smell the first summer rose - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Summer"

Watch down the highway - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Summer"

Tamed by fences - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Summer"

Rise up and disappear - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Summer"

Even the moon lies - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Summer"

Dreams of his summer sun - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Autumn"

Swallowed up by thundering clouds - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Autumn"

My rain-drenched reflection - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Autumn"

A piece of lost storm - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Autumn"

Grow in happy abandon - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Autumn"

Carried off, shrouded in fog - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Winter"

Just you and I in the snow - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Winter"

In between downpours - Myra Cohn Livingston "Cricket Never Does: Winter"

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As clouds with clouds embrace - Henry W. Longfellow "The Beleaguered City"

The white pavilions rose and fell - Henry W. Longfellow "The Beleaguered City"

And wild and sweet the words repeat - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "Christmas Bells"

That my soul cannot resist - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "The Day Is Done"

Not akin to pain - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "The Day Is Done"

And banish the thoughts of day - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "The Day Is Done"

Tonight I long for rest - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "The Day Is Done"

The lurid skies are hot with his fiery breath - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "Enceladus" [Atlantic Monthly v.8 no.22, Aug. 1859]

The austere oppressors in their strength - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "Enceladus" [Atlantic Monthly v.8 no.22, Aug. 1859]

The land that is sown with the harvest of despair - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "Enceladus" [Atlantic Monthly v.8 no.22, Aug. 1859]

Harmless phantoms on their errands - Henry W. Longfellow "Haunted Houses"

The influence of an unseen star - Henry W. Longfellow "Haunted Houses"

From some dark gate of cloud - Henry W. Longfellow "Haunted Houses"

The tree of life has been shaken - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "The Meeting"

Distinguish between the ghosts and the guests - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "The Meeting"

Steals over our merriest jests - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "The Meeting"

Footprints on the sands of time - H.W. Longfellow "A Psalm of Life"

A forlorn and shipwrecked brother - H.W. Longfellow "A Psalm of Life"

With a heart for any fate - H.W. Longfellow "A Psalm of Life"

In the perpetual round of strange mysterious change - Henry W. Longfellow "Rain in Summer"

An immeasurable wheel turning for evermore - Henry W. Longfellow "Rain in Summer"

In the rapid, rushing river of time - Henry W. Longfellow "Rain in Summer"

The limitless realms of the air - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "Sandalphon"

His feet on a ladder of light - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "Sandalphon"

The golden pomegranates of Eden - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "Sandalphon"

Over the harvest fields forsaken - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "Snowflakes"

The wilderness of doubt - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow "Song"

The star of the unconquered will - H.W. Longfellow [untitled]

To suffer and be strong - H.W. Longfellow [untitled]

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The arms of the hottest June - Casandra Lopez "The Hottest June"

Drought my first language - Casandra Lopez "The Hottest June"

A seed of desert drought - Casandra Lopez "The Hottest June"

A tending to my own geography - Casandra Lopez "The Hottest June"

Lost in the veil of rain - Casandra Lopez "10th St Porch: Investigation"

Prayers in the mist - Casandra Lopez "10th St Porch: Investigation"

Fracture at the root - Casandra Lopez "Where the Bullet Breaks: San Bernardino 2010"

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And the broken arches where time suffers - Federico Garcia Lorca "Gacela of the Terrible Presence" (translated by W.S. Merwin)

The duel of the wounded night - Federico Garcia Lorca "Gacela of the Terrible Presence" (translated by W.S. Merwin)

In an anguish of dark planets - Federico Garcia Lorca "Gacela of the Terrible Presence" (translated by W.S. Merwin)

Struggling in the coils of noon - Federico Garcia Lorca "Gacela of the Terrible Presence" (translated by Michael Smith)

Endure a sunset green with poison - Federico Garcia Lorca "Ghazal of the Terrible Presence" (translated by Catherine Brown)

In longing for shadowy planets - Federico Garcia Lorca "Ghazal of the Terrible Presence" (translated by Catherine Brown)

The dirt of shadows - Federico Garcia Lorca (trans. By Sarah Arvio) "[To find a kiss of yours]"

Raw rose crystal - Federico Garcia Lorca (trans. By Sarah Arvio) "[To find a kiss of yours]"

Sediment of the sun - Federico Garcia Lorca (trans. By Sarah Arvio) "[To find a kiss of yours]"

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Rockstrewn caves where dragonfish evolve - Audre Lorde "Afterimages"

Learning to survive where there is no food - Audre Lorde "Afterimages"

A lurch of earth on the edge of sleep - Audre Lorde "Afterimages"

A flickering afterimage of the nightmare rain - Audre Lorde "Afterimages"

Beneath the weight of agonies remembered - Audre Lorde "Afterimages"

Summer ghosts betrayed by vision - Audre Lorde "Afterimages"

Tortured lungs adapting to breathe blood - Audre Lorde "Afterimages"

Teach me to leave dreams alone - Audre Lorde "Change"

Hurling myself at the unfamiliar shore - Audre Lorde "Change"

Taunting the rocks' long shadow - Audre Lorde "Change"

Being spoken from the earth's inside - Audre Lorde "Coal"

How a diamond comes into a knot of flame - Audre Lorde "Coal"

Singing out within the crash of passing sun - Audre Lorde "Coal"

Folded in upon reflection - Audre Lorde "Domino"

Many tattered visions intersecting - Audre Lorde "East Berlin"

Ripping the glitter of silence - Audre Lorde "Echoes"

Between desire and always - Audre Lorde "Echoes"

With determination and a brush of bells - Audre Lorde "For Craig"

As the evening shadows walked - Audre Lorde "Hugo I"

My own book of your last hours - Audre Lorde "Legacy -- Hers"

The power of unshared secrets - Audre Lorde "Legacy -- His"

Upon which pain will not falter - Audre Lorde "The Night-Blooming Jasmine"

Rang like fire in the sun - Audre Lorde "The Night-Blooming Jasmine"

Red-glazed candles of petition - Audre Lorde "The Night-Blooming Jasmine"

Riding the shadows of conquering air - Audre Lorde "The Night-Blooming Jasmine"

Taking leave in roars of jade - Audre Lorde "Parting"

Through secret eyes of malachite - Audre Lorde "Parting"

Obsidian to absolve my dreaming - Audre Lorde "Parting"

At home in this echoless light - Audre Lorde "Syracuse Airport"

To carry honey to harvest - Audre Lorde "Today Is Not the Day"

Only pray laughter comes often - Audre Lorde "Today Is Not the Day"

Admitting no common air - Audre Lorde "What It Means to Be Beautiful"

No debt to our morning - Audre Lorde "What It Means to Be Beautiful"

Moon marked and touched by sun - Audre Lorde "A Woman Speaks"

Seek no favor untouched by blood - Audre Lorde "A Woman Speaks"

Unrelenting as the curse of love - Audre Lorde "A Woman Speaks"

Permanent as my errors or my pride - Audre Lorde "A Woman Speaks"

Look into the entrails of Uranus - Audre Lorde "A Woman Speaks"

Where the restless oceans pound - Audre Lorde "A Woman Speaks"

Treacherous with old magic and the noon's new fury - Audre Lorde "A Woman Speaks"

With all your wide futures promised - Audre Lorde "A Woman Speaks"

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Be not angry with me - Amy Lowell "Apology"

My steps fall ringed with light - Amy Lowell "Apology"

Blazon me with jeweled insignia - Amy Lowell "Apology"

A flaming nebula rims my life - Amy Lowell "Apology"

The moon-pierced warp of night - Amy Lowell "Apples of Hesperides"

Glowing with a saffron fire - Amy Lowell "Apples of Hesperides"

But behind you is destruction - Amy Lowell "Astigmatism"

Rose and gold arabesqued with the song of birds - Amy Lowell "Azure and Gold"

Withered unsown - Amy Lowell "Before the Altar"

Myself the sacrifice - Amy Lowell "Before the Altar"

Arbors close the ends of dreaming paths - Amy Lowell "Behind a Wall"

Hover between the earth and furthest heaven - Amy Lowell "The Boston Athenaeum"

The confidant of intimate hopes and fears - Amy Lowell "The Boston Athenaeum"

Only when touched by reverent hands - Amy Lowell "The Boston Athenaeum"

Grapes do not come of thorns nor figs of thistles - Amy Lowell "The Boston Athenaeum"

No other dreams so potent in their charm - Amy Lowell "The Boston Athenaeum"

The wild white honey of your words - Amy Lowell "Carrefour"

Under the eye of a golden moon - Amy Lowell "Clear, with Light Variable Winds"

Beneath a blossoming lime - Amy Lowell "Clear, with Light Variable Winds"

A song of playing at ball - Amy Lowell "Clear, with Light Variable Winds"

Covered with awkward stuffs - Amy Lowell "Clear, with Light Variable Winds"

Gemmed with the moon - Amy Lowell "Clear, with Light Variable Winds"

And waits to be made free once more - Amy Lowell "The Coal Picker"

The topaz fire of votive urns - Amy Lowell "The Coal Picker"

With silver steps and paths of gold - Amy Lowell "The Coal Picker"

Afraid of no incongruities - Amy Lowell "The Congressional Library" [excerpt]

Invincible pith and marrow of the world - Amy Lowell "The Congressional Library" [excerpt]

Bound in sinuous seaweed strands - Amy Lowell "Convalescence"

Betrayed by shifting shells - Amy Lowell "Convalescence"

Lands prone in the jeering water - Amy Lowell "Convalescence"

All night I wrestled with a memory - Amy Lowell "Crepuscule du Matin"

Which knocked insurgent at the gates of thought - Amy Lowell "Crepuscule du Matin"

Held nothing but the empty dawn - Amy Lowell "Crepuscule du Matin"

Playing hide and seek with stars - Amy Lowell "The Crescent Moon"

Fill my lap with roses gathered in the milky way - Amy Lowell "The Crescent Moon"

Red like the wine of your heart - Amy Lowell "Crowned"

A diadem woven with rue - Amy Lowell "Crowned"

Like red wine and honey - Amy Lowell "A Decade"

The evening primrose, comrade of the stars - Amy Lowell "Diya {original title is Greek, Delta-iota-psi-alpha}"

All my being's silent harmonies wake trembling - Amy Lowell "Dreams"

Seize this intimate gift of silence - Amy Lowell "Dreams"

Your words in mournful cadence toll - Amy Lowell "The End"

Which warns the soul of sundering darkness - Amy Lowell "The End"

The bitter blows of truth - Amy Lowell "The End"

Our spirit's suns divided - Amy Lowell "The End"

Now in the haunted twilight - Amy Lowell "The End"

Skies clear with deceitful welcome - Amy Lowell "Epitaph in a Church-Yard in Charleston, South Carolina"

A lady of clay and two stone men - Amy Lowell "Evelyn Ray"

And Gabriel's trumpet blow for you - Amy Lowell "Evelyn Ray"

Your lovers of dull grey stone - Amy Lowell "Evelyn Ray"

Through the wan twilight of that bitter day - Amy Lowell "Evelyn Ray"

Judged as stone and judged as clay - Amy Lowell "Evelyn Ray"

Lost in the sap of a flower seed - Amy Lowell "Evelyn Ray"

And opinions jostle on every side - Amy Lowell "Evelyn Ray"

A creed is the shell of a lie - Amy Lowell "Evelyn Ray"

Hung with pendent stalactites like frozen vines - Amy Lowell "A Fairy Tale"

But always there was one unbidden guest - Amy Lowell "A Fairy Tale"

An ignoble heap of broken, dusty glass - Amy Lowell "A Fairy Tale"

Force me forever through the passing days - Amy Lowell "A Fairy Tale"

Would not look so far - Amy Lowell "Fatigue"

Consecrate to hope - Amy Lowell "Fatigue"

Thought that success always followed desire - Amy Lowell "The Fool Errant"

Out of the cloud of settling dust - Amy Lowell "The Fool Errant"

Swift Destiny shook out her purple wings - Amy Lowell "Francis II, King of Naples Written"

Another stain across his tarnished honour - Amy Lowell "Francis II, King of Naples Written"

My heart is tuned to sorrow - Amy Lowell "Frankincense and Myrrh"

Illusions beating with their baffled wings - Amy Lowell "Frankincense and Myrrh"

Hoards of torn desires, broken joys - Amy Lowell "Frankincense and Myrrh"

A wilderness of sad streets - Amy Lowell "From One Who Stays"

Repeating without change - Amy Lowell "From One Who Stays"

Where phlox and marigolds dispute for room - Amy Lowell " The Fruit Garden Path"

Open for my welcoming - Amy Lowell "The Giver of Stars"

The quiet of your spirit - Amy Lowell "The Giver of Stars"

Outstretched upon your peace - Amy Lowell "The Giver of Stars"

Keenness of fire - Amy Lowell "The Giver of Stars"

Cut myself upon the thought of you - Amy Lowell "Granadilla"

Above me in a wheel of roses - Amy Lowell "Granadilla"

I touch the blade of you and cling - Amy Lowell "Granadilla"

Strangle themselves against my fingers - Amy Lowell "Grotesque"

No knowledge taught by unrelenting years - Amy Lowell "Hero-Worship"

If what we worship fail us - Amy Lowell "Hero-Worship"

With herons blowing like smoke across the sky - Amy Lowell "Hoar-Frost"

The stars hang thick - Amy Lowell "Hora Stellatrix"

Brightest stars rise from a troubled sea - Amy Lowell "In Darkness"

Are we or Fate the victors? - Amy Lowell "In Darkness"

The agonies of splendid dreams - Amy Lowell "In Darkness"

Which day dims from our vision - Amy Lowell "In Darkness"

And essay to be the thing we dream - Amy Lowell "In Darkness"

Frozen as the clouds - Amy Lowell "In Excelsis"

Touch the rim of your brightness - Amy Lowell "In Excelsis"

How has the rainbow fallen - Amy Lowell "In Excelsis"

Cleaving a path between blown walls of sleet - Amy Lowell "J--K Huysmans"

A dim red glare through mud bespattered glass - Amy Lowell "J--K Huysmans"

Across uneven pavements sunk in slime - Amy Lowell "J--K Huysmans"

Against the jutting angle of a wall - Amy Lowell "J--K Huysmans"

Through travail of ignoble midnight streets - Amy Lowell "J--K Huysmans"

Where gothic saints and warriors made a shield - Amy Lowell "J--K Huysmans"

Summer had run like fire through its veins - Amy Lowell "A Japanese Wood-Carving"

The freedom of the earth's vast solitudes - Amy Lowell "A Japanese Wood-Carving"

Little white skeletons playing the fiddle - Amy Lowell "Katydids"

The dazzle of moonlight in the ink - Amy Lowell "Lacquer Prints [By Messenger]"

The fallen roses of outlived minutes - Amy Lowell "A Lady"

With the pungence of sealed spice-jars - Amy Lowell "A Lady"

No gaunt presage of undone duties - Amy Lowell "Leisure"

Disengage our twined fortunes - Amy Lowell "Leisure"

Deeps of unhewn woods alone can cherish - Amy Lowell "Leisure"

Marred by alien moods - Amy Lowell "Leisure"

Under the fire of the great moon - Amy Lowell "The Letter"

Conversations with an early moon - Amy Lowell "Lilacs"

The light and shadow of all springs - Amy Lowell "Lilacs"

And marching upon a blue sky - Amy Lowell "Lilacs"

A full light wind of lilac - Amy Lowell "Lilacs"

Since certainly it is mine - Amy Lowell "Lilacs"

Single notes amid a glorious throng - Amy Lowell "Listening"

One music with a thousand cadences - Amy Lowell "Listening"

Catches the stars and pulls them down - Amy Lowell "A Little Song"

Bring evening to crowd the footsteps of noon - Amy Lowell "A Little Song"

Watch over a century of nights - Amy Lowell "A Little Song"

The moon writes her legends in light - Amy Lowell "Loon Point"

Blue through the window burns - Amy Lowell "March Evening"

Embers scattering wide at a stronger gust - Amy Lowell "March Evening"

Spotted and sprigged with shadows - Amy Lowell "Market Day"

Double rows of bartering booths - Amy Lowell "Market Day"

Quenching the square in vibrant harmony - Amy Lowell "Market Day"

Shredding our portion of Eternity - Amy Lowell "The Matrix"

The key which hides a world empty of hours - Amy Lowell "The Matrix"

Pledge of greater majesty unseen - Amy Lowell "Monadnock in Early Spring"

To burn our souls before altars dim - Amy Lowell "New York at Night"

Silent sunbeams through the window pour - Amy Lowell "On Carpaccio's Picture: The Dream of St. Ursula"

The silver of moon-touched magnolias - Amy Lowell "Opal"

A frozen pond gleaming with agitated torches - Amy Lowell "Opal"

The thrift of the borders - Amy Lowell "Patterns"

The sun sifts through - Amy Lowell "Patterns"

Held rigid to the pattern - Amy Lowell "Patterns"

Who should loose me - Amy Lowell "Patterns"

Sunlight carried blessing - Amy Lowell "Patterns"

All the daffodils are blowing - Amy Lowell "Patterns"

The flower of our heart - Amy Lowell "Petals"

Guards the vision of the sunset sky - Amy Lowell "The Poet"

Seed of beauty in a ground of truth - Amy Lowell "The Promise of the Morning Star"

In a glory of falling stars - Amy Lowell "Pyrotechnics"

Springing bridges of crimson lacquer - Amy Lowell "Red Slippers"

Whirling tanagers sucked in a wind-pocket - Amy Lowell "Red Slippers"

Cracker sparks of scarlet in the white - Amy Lowell "Red Slippers"

The clangor of billions of vermilion trumpets - Amy Lowell "Red Slippers"

Echo in faint rose over the pavement - Amy Lowell "Red Slippers"

To swallow a mouthful of sorrow - Amy Lowell "La Ronde du Diable"

Sifts down between the uneven roofs - Amy Lowell "Solitaire"

Wrought dice-cups in Pagan temples - Amy Lowell "Solitaire"

With purple and yellow crocuses in its hair - Amy Lowell "Solitaire"

Flutter over drenched grasses - Amy Lowell "Solitaire"

A screeching thread, sharp and cutting - Amy Lowell "Stravinsky's Three Pieces, 'Grotesques,' for String Quartets: First Movement"

The round, grey stones of the market-place - Amy Lowell "Stravinsky's Three Pieces, 'Grotesques,' for String Quartets: First Movement"

A shaking and cracking of dancing bones - Amy Lowell "Stravinsky's Three Pieces, 'Grotesques,' for String Quartets: First Movement"

Drunkenness steaming in colours - Amy Lowell "Stravinsky's Three Pieces, 'Grotesques,' for String Quartets: First Movement"

A pale smoke of violin - Amy Lowell "Stravinsky's Three Pieces, 'Grotesques,' for String Quartets: Second Moment"

The white Pierrot, wreathed in smoke - Amy Lowell "Stravinsky's Three Pieces, 'Grotesques,' for String Quartets: Second Movement"

His ears are stone to the organ - Amy Lowell "Stravinsky's Three Pieces, 'Grotesques,' for String Quartets: Third Movement"

His eyes are flint to the candles - Amy Lowell "Stravinsky's Three Pieces, 'Grotesques,' for String Quartets: Third Movement"

Not a pinpoint of silence between - Amy Lowell "Summer Rain"

Beats dead like a slackened drum - Amy Lowell "The Taxi"

Shout into the ridges of the wind - Amy Lowell "The Taxi"

Against the jutted stars - Amy Lowell "The Taxi"

The ridges of the wind - Amy Lowell "The Taxi"

The sharp edges of the night - Amy Lowell "The Taxi"

Weave a dance with ropes of gray acorns - Amy Lowell "Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H."

The nightingale in his most passionate mood - Amy Lowell "Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H."

Take on the semblances of finite things - Amy Lowell "Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H."

Cradling the future in a glorious past - Amy Lowell "Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H."

Herald of rich Summer's myriad flowers - Amy Lowell "To an Early Daffodil"

Inheriting the dowers of bending sky - Amy Lowell "To an Early Daffodil"

The bitter wind of doubt has blown - Amy Lowell "To Elizabeth Ward Perkins"

The air of icy centuries of night - Amy Lowell "To Elizabeth Ward Perkins"

Mock with a light of long dead years - Amy Lowell "To Elizabeth Ward Perkins"

And thaw its music in your hand - Amy Lowell "To Elizabeth Ward Perkins"

Guardian of crystal portals - Amy Lowell "To John Keats"

Swung in crimson-sphered completeness - Amy Lowell "To John Keats"

Spiced winds which blew when earth was young - Amy Lowell "To John Keats"

Scattering wreaths of stars - Amy Lowell "To John Keats"

Singing the miles behind him - Amy Lowell "To John Keats"

But these are my tears - Amy Lowell "Twenty-four Hokku on a Modern Theme"

The leaf is no more cherished - Amy Lowell "Twenty-four Hokku on a Modern Theme"

Watch with grieved eyes - Amy Lowell "Twenty-four Hokku on a Modern Theme"

Hurling clouds at a bright moon - Amy Lowell "Twenty-four Hokku on a Modern Theme"

Bloom when it thunders - Amy Lowell "Twenty-four Hokku on a Modern Theme"

Black willows and stars - Amy Lowell "Twenty-four Hokku on a Modern Theme"

The slow pulse which beats eternity - Amy Lowell "Venetian Glass"

Should have understood their burning - Amy Lowell "Vespers"

I will mix me a drink of stars - Amy Lowell "Vintage"

Large stars with polychrome needles - Amy Lowell "Vintage"

Small stars jetting maroon and crimson - Amy Lowell "Vintage"

Stretching ever to distant horizons - Amy Lowell "The Way"

Vague outlines invaded by sunshine - Amy Lowell "The Way"

Whispered the secrets of earth to the flowers - Amy Lowell "The Way"

Minstrels of change and of promise - Amy Lowell "The Way"

A city whose windows flame gold - Amy Lowell "The Way"

Frail promise to longing desire - Amy Lowell "The Way"

Flower with surfaces of ice - Amy Lowell "The Weather-Cock Points South"

With shadows faintly crimson - Amy Lowell "The Weather-Cock Points South"

The stars crowd though the lilac - Amy Lowell "The Weather-Cock Points South"

Brightens you with silver - Amy Lowell "The Weather-Cock Points South"

In the thin sky - Amy Lowell "Wind and Silver"

Moments immortal - Amy Lowell "A Winter Ride"

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Heaven's lamps renew their lustre - James Russell Lowell "Absence"

Fate stuns as with a mace - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

An earthquake's alien omen rumbles - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Uprooted is our mountain oak - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Sudden ambush by the whirlwind - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

And drown in music - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

The stiffening uniform of fame - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Choose the wheat, incurious of the chaff - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

A pillared hermit of the brain - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

In furloughs of divine escapes - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Self-spun cocoon of prudence wound - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Velvet courtesy or caution cold - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

That sword of honest anger - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

The eccentric orbit of a jest - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

The paler primrose of a second spring - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Cloud charged with searching fire - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Foiled with riddles dark - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Hard prose by daylight - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Silence deepened by our echoing feet - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

The gaunt sons of Calvin's iron breed - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

To buckle the winged sandals on - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

To take December by the beard - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Till all the allotted flax were spun - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Leave this shifting life of tents - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Feel the Seeker's noble zest - James Russell Lowell "Agassiz"

Than honey bees garner in dream - James Russell Lowell "Agro-Dolce"

Some vain regrets to bridle - James Russell Lowell "Arcadia Rediviva"

Age fills the cup with serious tea - James Russell Lowell "Arcadia Rediviva"

When the plant of Eden dies - James Russell Lowell "Arcadia Rediviva"

Set our slow old sap aflow - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"

Some elf in play passed by - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"

Too cold and dry for spiritual small potatoes - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"

Through all your various ranks and fates - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"

Opens doors to duty - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"

Bear zones of tropic passion - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"

Unless it smell of sulphur - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"

A stirring, impertinent devil of yeast - James Russell Lowell "At the Commencement Dinner, 1866, in Acknowledging a Toast to the Smith Professor"

Asking some stick, like Aaron's, to bud - James Russell Lowell "At the Commencement Dinner, 1866, in Acknowledging a Toast to the Smith Professor"

Eloquence, pathos, or wit in cold blood - James Russell Lowell "At the Commencement Dinner, 1866, in Acknowledging a Toast to the Smith Professor"

The heavy dragoons of the mind - James Russell Lowell "At the Commencement Dinner, 1866, in Acknowledging a Toast to the Smith Professor"

Strike the hard edge of a thought - James Russell Lowell "At the Commencement Dinner, 1866, in Acknowledging a Toast to the Smith Professor"

Enchantment lights Venus's cheek - James Russell Lowell "At the Commencement Dinner, 1866, in Acknowledging a Toast to the Smith Professor"

And profess four strange languages - James Russell Lowell "At the Commencement Dinner, 1866, in Acknowledging a Toast to the Smith Professor"

The impatience of their wings - James Russell Lowell "Auspex"

Across the barren moor - J.R. Lowell "Ballad"

Withered leaves upon the poplars tall - J.R. Lowell "Ballad"

The eaves of the unlighted hall - J.R. Lowell "Ballad"

Veiling with garlands Moloch's bloody stone - James Russell Lowell "Bankside"

Searched by the nightshade's root - James Russell Lowell "The Black Preacher"

As the Devil's sabbath-train whirls by - James Russell Lowell "The Black Preacher"

The printless summer sandals of the moon - James Russell Lowell "Bon Voyage!"

Whose hoofs of flame consume morn's misty threshold - James Russell Lowell "The Brakes"

All this star-poised frame - James Russell Lowell "The Brakes"

To tame wit's feathered heels - James Russell Lowell "The Brakes"

Are not the prey of setting suns - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Blurred with mist of afterthought - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

And mocks with various echo - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Inhospitable of eldest time - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

That only by reflection tastes of sun - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Its dreamy thunder far aloof - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Who flit and are forgot - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Such wine as Dante poured - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Who blew Roland's vain blast - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

With fleeting grace of shade - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Find patience in familiar paths - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Spacious circles luminous with mind - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

As if the mind were quenchable - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

The pent chamber of habitual self - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Nearer to morning's fountains - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Missed in the commonplace of miracle - James Russell Lowell "The Cathedral"

Days endeared to every Muse - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

The cloudscape of his mind - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Beset by doubts of every breed - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Large estates of doubts and snares - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

No rude wind of doctrine - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Secure as happy yesterdays - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

By veins from Odin filled - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

From haunted earth broke springs of wonder - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Drumming the Old One's own tattoo - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Potent a giant's limbs to bind - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

When the Northlights shake their spears - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Whichever box the truth be stowed in - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

From a solar myth developed - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Hunted to its primal shoot - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

In cloudy symbols of the weather - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Baffled with its own omniscience - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Waked all the echoes of the soul - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

May give us hopes that sweeten Darwin - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Wipes no dimness from the glass - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

At the veiled Isis in its keep - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

Control with gossamer threads wide-flown - James Russell Lowell "The Dancing Bear"

At his side a bear immortal - James Russell Lowell "The Dancing Bear"

Then the fire with spices swell - James Russell Lowell "Eleanor Makes Macaroons"

For her completer spell - James Russell Lowell "Eleanor Makes Macaroons"

The lilies of the mind - James Russell Lowell "Endymion"

Among the noon-stilled linden-trees - James Russell Lowell "Endymion"

Vain conceits of airy blandishments - James Russell Lowell "Endymion"

In trances such as poppies give - James Russell Lowell "Endymion"

With silence-sandalled Sleep - James Russell Lowell "Endymion"

Wear the mask of dream - James Russell Lowell "Endymion"

When phantasms could appease - James Russell Lowell "Endymion"

Who rules the shades in banishment - James Russell Lowell "Endymion"

The reckless wind of thought - James Russell Lowell "Endymion"

Masks half its muscle in its skill - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

Had swung on flattered hinges - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

In civic duty spend your heat - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

And wreathe my hearthstone round - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

The temperate zeal that balances your brain - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

The comedy of life rehearse - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

Commune with the untainted brooks - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

Safe in my fortress stored - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

The world's soul-squandering ways - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

My fancied safeguard made my snare - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

Check the items in the bitter list - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

Taste the spurn of parting Fortune's heel - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

When life was its own spur - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

By soft mirage uplifted - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

My moorings to the past snap - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"

To the deeps of ether takes its flight - James Russell Lowell "The Eye's Treasury"

Record the day's increasing debt - James Russell Lowell "Fact or Fancy?"

From habit past to present fact - James Russell Lowell "Fact or Fancy?"

Keen as an acid for an alkali - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

And had a cabinet behind his eyes - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Too indolent for gall - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Through aeons numb - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Worth a score of dead Boccaccios - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Dreamed through half my overture - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Quaint grace in golden filigree - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Some bottle deep in cobwebbed dust - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

With aptitudes enough for three - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

A relic of the shipwrecked past - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Scarce like to feed the ogre - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

In Memory's sketchbook caught - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Bred strange fancies in its embers - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Some motions of the vagrant kind - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

A torpid shoal of jest and anecdote - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Whether she send a satyr or a saint - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Could make profit on a single pin - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Arrest your very ghost for debt - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Made the psalms and prophets partners - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

A fund to train young imps - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Buy our brimstone by the foot - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

Rude-nerved as bears - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

As fly the irrevocable hours - James Russell Lowell "For a Bell at Cornell University"

To make your lives of sand or granite - James Russell Lowell "For a Bell at Cornell University"

Who wrought in the dark mines of Truth - James Russell Lowell "Franciscus de Verulamio sic Cogitivat"

Who utters it clearest and best - James Russell Lowell "Franciscus de Verulamio sic Cogitivat"

Prove title to your heirship - James Russell Lowell "The Heritage"

Fit rosary for a queen - James Russell Lowell "In a Copy of Omar Khayyam"

Where Doubt's eddies toss and twirl - James Russell Lowell "In a Copy of Omar Khayyam"

Pining for chaplets of laurel - James Russell Lowell "In the Half-Way House"

With our Fate pick a quarrel - James Russell Lowell "In the Half-Way House"

Instead of cheap bay-leaves - James Russell Lowell "In the Half-Way House"

The goose of To-day still is Memory's swan - James Russell Lowell "In the Half-Way House"

Change the old dream for new treasure - James Russell Lowell "In the Half-Way House"

Fames that earth's tin trumpets fill - James Russell Lowell "Joseph Winlock"

Quivered yet with savage hymns to Thor - J.R. Lowell "Merry England" [Graham's Magazine v.XIX no.5, Nov. 1841]

Grimed with the smoke of furnaces - J.R. Lowell "Merry England" [Graham's Magazine v.XIX no.5, Nov. 1841]

Furnaces that forge with damned art - J.R. Lowell "Merry England" [Graham's Magazine v.XIX no.5, Nov. 1841]

Slaves of forge and loom - J.R. Lowell "Merry England" [Graham's Magazine v.XIX no.5, Nov. 1841]

Fairest flowers o'er the grave of buried time - J.R. Lowell "Merry England" [Graham's Magazine v.XIX no.5, Nov. 1841]

Night-shade's ugly blue and spotted henbane shall grow up - J.R. Lowell "Merry England" [Graham's Magazine v.XIX no.5, Nov. 1841]

On their sand basements lean and crack - J.R. Lowell "Merry England" [Graham's Magazine v.XIX no.5, Nov. 1841]

Stainless quarries of deep-buried days - James Russell Lowell "My Portrait Gallery"

The oriole with experienced quest - James Russell Lowell "The Nest: May"

An emerald roof with sculptured eaves - James Russell Lowell "The Nest: May"

Spared for royal sacrifice - James Russell Lowell "On Burning Some Old Letters"

Veins where fire is hid - James Russell Lowell "On Burning Some Old Letters"

Even his shade by Charon ferried - James Russell Lowell "On Planting a Tree at Inverara"

Filtered through the beech and oak - James Russell Lowell "The Optimist"

When wise Minerva still was young - James Russell Lowell "The Origin of Didactic Poetry"

And in each other's foot-prints tread - James Russell Lowell "Out of Doors"

From deep study of brick walls - James Russell Lowell "Out of Doors"

Where Shakspeare buried gold - James Russell Lowell "Out of Doors"

Such hands no charmed witch-hazel hold - James Russell Lowell "Out of Doors"

With one sad color are imbued - James Russell Lowell "Out of Doors"

Whose every atom is self-willed - James Russell Lowell "Pessimoptimism"

Better than a life of caves - James Russell Lowell "Pessimoptimism"

Hears Dawn's faint footfall - James Russell Lowell "Phoebe"

With narrowing prison bind - James Russell Lowell "Prison of Cervantes"

Free of motion as the wind - James Russell Lowell "Prison of Cervantes"

At duty's summons spent - James Russell Lowell "Proposed for a Soldiers' and Sailors' Monument in Boston"

Sunshine strained through amber wine - James Russell Lowell "The Protest"

A glow from deeper skies - James Russell Lowell "The Protest"

From conscious fountains more divine - James Russell Lowell "The Protest"

Through the lonely alleys blown - James Russell Lowell "The Recall"

Brief as a dragon-fly's repose - James Russell Lowell "Scherzo"

Spendthrift Love's false friends - James Russell Lowell "Scherzo"

Stretched his nerves of subtile wire - James Russell Lowell "Science and Poetry"

And gold rings for my hand - James Russell Lowell "The Singing Leaves"

And a gold comb for my head - James Russell Lowell "The Singing Leaves"

Whiter than thistle-down - James Russell Lowell "The Singing Leaves"

Dim shone the golden crown - James Russell Lowell "The Singing Leaves"

The brow of the King swelled crimson - James Russell Lowell "The Singing Leaves"

The trees all kept their counsel - James Russell Lowell "The Singing Leaves"

With a rose's red heart's tide - James Russell Lowell "The Singing Leaves"

The milestones into headstones change - James Russell Lowell "Sixty-Eighth Birthday"

Over orphaned lives a gracious sky - James Russell Lowell "Sonnet: To Fanny Alexander"

But sought the forbidden tryst - James Russell Lowell "Telepathy"

Rounds the sharp knobs of character - James Russell Lowell "Tempora Mutantur"

What needs edge of proof - James Russell Lowell "Tempora Mutantur"

Too soft for honest wrath - James Russell Lowell "Tempora Mutantur"

Twenty sympathize for one that blames - James Russell Lowell "Tempora Mutantur"

With pockets filled for life - James Russell Lowell "Tempora Mutantur"

The fickle wind will break its truce - James Russell Lowell "To a Friend Who Gave Me a Group of Weeds and Grasses, After a Drawing of Durer"

Quiet from the gilded fly that flits - James Russell Lowell "To a Friend Who Gave Me a Group of Weeds and Grasses, After a Drawing of Durer"

That Romeward crawl from Dreamland - James Russell Lowell "To a Lady Playing on the Cithern"

The weed from Lethe wharf - James Russell Lowell "To C. F. Bradford on the Gift of a Meerschaum Pipe"

The vapors bred by Passion - James Russell Lowell "To C. F. Bradford on the Gift of a Meerschaum Pipe"

With reverie's wasteful pittance - James Russell Lowell "To C. F. Bradford on the Gift of a Meerschaum Pipe"

With dust of saints and scholars - James Russell Lowell "To Holmes"

Deep shadows on the grass - James Russell Lowell "To the Dandelion"

The gleaming rushes lean a thousand ways - James Russell Lowell "To the Dandelion"

Calls back the robin's song - James Russell Lowell "To the Dandelion"

Queen whom my tides obey - James Russell Lowell "Under the October Maples"

Each tree invites the sun - James Russell Lowell "Under the October Maples"

Plucked this herb of grace for you - James Russell Lowell "With a Copy of Aucassin and Nicolete"

With no tremor of the pulse - James Russell Lowell "With a Seashell"

Mystic as the opal's blaze - James Russell Lowell "With a Seashell"

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Watchers of the civilized wastes - Mina Loy "Apology of Genius"

Reverse their signals on our track - Mina Loy "Apology of Genius"

Who feed upon the wind and stars - Mina Loy "Apology of Genius"

Formed by curious disciplines - Mina Loy "Apology of Genius"

We forge the dusk of Chaos - Mina Loy "Apology of Genius"

Stands to the censor's scythe - Mina Loy "Apology of Genius"

Picture maps of destiny - Mina Loy "At the Door of the House"

Ebony statues training for immobility - Mina Loy "The Black Virginity"

Profiles forsworn to Donatello - Mina Loy "The Black Virginity"

The extremities of crest and claw - Mina Loy "Brancusi's Golden Bird"

Occurs in gorgeous reticence - Mina Loy "Brancusi's Golden Bird"

This breast of revelation - Mina Loy "Brancusi's Golden Bird"

The absolute act of art - Mina Loy "Brancusi's Golden Bird"

Chromatic flames in labyrinths of reflections - Mina Loy "Brancusi's Golden Bird"

Lies of no consequence - Mina Loy "Cafe du Neant"

As it is given to her to be - Mina Loy "Cafe du Neant"

Our shadow lengthen in your fear - Mina Loy "The Dead"

Born in our immortality - Mina Loy "The Dead"

Having swallowed your irate hungers - Mina Loy "The Dead"

Satisfied before bread-breaking - Mina Loy "The Dead"

Stirring the remorses of your tomorrow - Mina Loy "The Dead"

The refuse of your unborn centuries - Mina Loy "The Dead"

The unsurpassable openness of the circle - Mina Loy "The Dead"

Only in the segregated angles - Mina Loy "The Dead"

Break on our edgeless contours - Mina Loy "The Dead"

A radium of the word - Mina Loy "Gertrude Stein"

Constellations in an ocean - Mina Loy "Love Songs (I)"

At the profane communion table - Mina Loy "Love Songs (section III)"

News printed in blood - Mina Loy "Love Songs (section III)"

Monopoly of a moment - Mina Loy "Love Songs to Joannes"

Spilled on promiscuous lips - Mina Loy "Love Songs to Joannes"

Apple stealing under the sea - Mina Loy "Love Songs to Joannes"

Serves cocaine in cornucopia - Mina Loy "Lunar Baedeker"

Lead to mercurial doomsdays - Mina Loy "Lunar Baedeker"

Oasis in furrowed phosphorous - Mina Loy "Lunar Baedeker"

Cyclones of ecstatic dust and ashes - Mina Loy "Lunar Baedeker"

Crusaders from hallucinatory citadels - Mina Loy "Lunar Baedeker"

In the museums of the moon - Mina Loy "Lunar Baedeker"

Preside over our wonder - Mina Loy "Moreover, the Moon--"

Fluorescent truant of heaven - Mina Loy "Moreover, the Moon--"

Innuendoes of your inverse dawn - Mina Loy "Moreover, the Moon--"

Lyric elixir of death - Mina Loy "Poe"

Your hour glass loves - Mina Loy "Poe"

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Dark scars between seasons - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

Here a voice to please enough - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

Run my tongue along the granite sky - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

The eye's sudden and narrow saltwater - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

Help arriving empty-handed - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

Whatever the hollow year must offer - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

The velocity of the burning world - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

Our language in the lateness - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

Our heirlooms of shot nerves - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

Unstitches the quartered earth - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

Except a burning learned just once - Canisia Lubrin "In the Middle of the Burning"

Arrive as found blade - Canisia Lubrin "In the Vault of Morning"

Hold still the planetary language - Canisia Lubrin "In the Vault of Morning"

bones circling the belly of the Earth - Canisia Lubrin "The World After Rain"

our voices shattering the glass windows - Canisia Lubrin "The World After Rain"

mirage of a late world - Canisia Lubrin "The World After Rain"

slung from tractor factories - Canisia Lubrin "The World After Rain"

still hidden from the door - Canisia Lubrin "The World After Rain"

the floors holding our reflections - Canisia Lubrin "The World After Rain"

a fortune of mirrors and years - Canisia Lubrin "The World After Rain"

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Where footprints leave no marks - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria Ascension Crater of Solitude"

No room for men's fears - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria Ascension Crater of Solitude"

The halo of your intuition - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria Cristina Hanging Chrysalis"

The audacity of salt - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria Cristina Hanging Chrysalis"

The sun inside me burst - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria de Lourdes Song of Plenty"

To perch atop the moon - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria de Lourdes Song of Plenty"

For all the light I drink - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria de Lourdes Song of Plenty"

Protected by official oblivion - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria E. Dweller of Heaven"

With dreams to seek - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria Estela Cause of Our Joy"

The desert refused to swallow - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria Eugenia Harvest Tower"

Grinding agony to foam - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria Irma Gate of Heaven"

Anguish rushing downriver - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria Irma Gate of Heaven"

In the swing of a second - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria Isabel Cup of Morning Sun"

And dreams like rainbows - Claudia Castro Luna "Maria Saturnina Sultry Yearning"

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And wait for the wind - Thomas Lux "A Clearing, a Meadow, in Deep Forest"

Which filled and built an ache in our lungs - Thomas Lux "Haystack of Needles"

The motto of modern-day dowsers - Thomas Lux "Indigo Felix:"

Accompanied by bees - Thomas Lux "Midmorning"

If implicit could be nailed to the wall - Thomas Lux "Nullius in Verba (Take Nobody's Word for It)"

Didn't believe an x could equal a y - Thomas Lux "Nullius in Verba (Take Nobody's Word for It)"

Or the sigh of ant - Thomas Lux "The Republic of Anesthesia"

Provide rations of sand - Thomas Lux "Vaticide"

The poet of iron words - Thomas Lux "Vaticide"

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A steady diet of iniquities - Thomas Lynch "Argyle in Agony"

Had to go to get nowhere - Thomas Lynch "Argyle in Vapors"

Envy at their pure resolve - Thomas Lynch "Damage"

This part replays itself - Thomas Lynch "A Dream of Death in the First-Person"

Waking in strange rooms - Thomas Lynch "The Exhibitionist"

Began to mark their changes - Thomas Lynch "The Grandmothers"

The shape of my descent - Thomas Lynch "I Felt Myself Turning"

Bent against their fatal gravity - Thomas Lynch "I Felt Myself Turning"

Effortless in their ascension - Thomas Lynch "I Felt Myself Turning"

The way the loss of light proceeds - Thomas Lynch "Learning Gravity"

Lean with the weight of land - Thomas Lynch "Learning Gravity"

I measure my departure - Thomas Lynch "Learning Gravity"

The apple we bit for truth - Thomas Lynch "Learning Gravity"

Of some former elegance - Thomas Lynch "Learning Gravity"

All things alter in the seed - Thomas Lynch "Learning Gravity"

These grand axioms bind us - Thomas Lynch "Lessons from Berkeley"

Dreams of sweet delirium - Thomas Lynch "Lessons from Berkeley"

Required of our kind - Thomas Lynch "Lessons from Berkeley"

Particles of some vast perception - Thomas Lynch "Lessons from Berkeley"

Articles of their own impermanence - Thomas Lynch "Lessons from Berkeley"

Aligned again with certain kindly stars - Thomas Lynch "Michael's Reply to the White Man"

Intend to turn to gold myself - Thomas Lynch "A Note on the Rapture to His True Love"

They turn to gold and vanish - Thomas Lynch "A Note on the Rapture to His True Love"

That hard country of his youth - Thomas Lynch "O Canada"

To the poorest class of hope - Thomas Lynch "October"

Sustained his share of treacheries - Thomas Lynch "The Orient"

Knew no strangers - Thomas Lynch "The Student"

The soft instructions of our dreams - Thomas Lynch "The Student"

Charged with beckoning the dead - Thomas Lynch "To Her Sisters on the Nature of the Universe"

Unfinished and best at a distance - Thomas Lynch "Woman Gardening"

Without any history or future - Thomas Lynch "Woman Gardening"

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In a cold stream of memory - Michael Lauchlan "Backyard Ice"

Not the idea of wine - Michael Lauchlan "Cana Dance"

We who drain our cups and live - Michael Lauchlan "Cana Dance"

Engaged with serious entropy - Michael Lauchlan "Carolers"

Your pocketknife rage and love - Michael Lauchlan "Dad and I, in a Snap"

The hieroglyph of its streets and rails - Michael Lauchlan "Detroit Pheasant"

Has joined the ancient lost tongues - Michael Lauchlan "Detroit Pheasant"

Clatters in among the echoes - Michael Lauchlan "Gifts"

The dark imprints of use - Michael Lauchlan "Glove"

In a bubble of sound and self - Michael Lauchlan "Haul"

Relearning familiar sin - Michael Lauchlan "Interferometry in Hell"

A man dreaming liquid smoke - Michael Lauchlan "Late on Her Birthday"

Carve each day a slice of doom - Michael Lauchlan "Letter to a Dead Friend"

The massed memory of upriver rain - Michael Lauchlan "Lips"

As light razors into dark - Michael Lauchlan "Mementos"

The shadow of a builder god - Michael Lauchlan "Outside the Community Center"

All the gray miles of this storm - Michael Lauchlan "Rain"

The one roof we all share - Michael Lauchlan "Rain"

Of kings, fools, blood, and broken cities - Michael Lauchlan "Reading Herodotus"

Stones still hold transfigured grief - Michael Lauchlan "Reading Herodotus"

From a world gone quiet - Michael Lauchlan "Slab"

By all that comes at last from fire - Michael Lauchlan "Smoke"

The thin fabric of our skin - Michael Lauchlan "Snow"

With a pencil sharpened on a chisel - Michael Lauchlan "Stairs"

So frames of dreams collapse - Michael Lauchlan "Tangle"

With the happy grace of athletes - Michael Lauchlan "Trumbull Ave., 1981"

The sun hammered that broad anvil - Michael Lauchlan "Trumbull Ave., 1981"

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Return with the year's return - Chaman Lall "Departure"

Left something of you behind - Chaman Lall "Departure"

Beyond the gate of the sun - Chaman Lall "Departure"

Thirty unswept, cobweb years - Chaman Lall "'Thirty Years After'"

In a storm of elegance - Chaman Lall "'Thirty Years After'"

A very old ornament of lead - Chaman Lall "'Thirty Years After'"

Made cold prisons of my faery caves - Chaman Lall "'Thirty Years After'"

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All surfaces for innovation - Linette Lao "Becoming"

Draw a door for possibilities - Linette Lao "Becoming"

Map a line of sisters - Linette Lao "Becoming"

And regenerate in the underglow - Linette Lao "Becoming"

A complex invitation to become the future - Linette Lao "Becoming"

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Climbing aloft on cedar branches - P.H.B. Lyon "The Deserted Garden"

Along the dim hills of dreamland - P.H.B. Lyon "The Deserted Garden"

And voices across the starlight - P.H.B. Lyon "The Deserted Garden"

A cupboard stacked with ragged treasures - P.H.B. Lyon "The Secret Playroom"

Poised for an instant against the sky - P.H.B. Lyon "The Song of Strength"

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Life has grown strange and cold - Emma Lazarus "Age and Death"

Recall to-day the glorious Maccabean rage - Emma Lazarus "The Banner of the Jew"

Where Greeks profaned the Law - Emma Lazarus "The Banner of the Jew"

Ten thousand rush to victory - Emma Lazarus "The Banner of the Jew"

To blow a blast of shattering power - Emma Lazarus "The Banner of the Jew"

And rouse them to the urgent hour - Emma Lazarus "The Banner of the Jew"

Your ancient strength remains unbent - Emma Lazarus "The Banner of the Jew"

In one routed army of misfortune - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Woe to the straggler who falls - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

The vines they planted, the corn they sowed - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

The blankness of the receding goal - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Whisper to the despairing exiles - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

To unlock the golden gates of sunset - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Slumbered beneath the overwhelming waves - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

In the rayless house of darkness - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

The delicate pearl and the adamantine jewel - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Touched the ends of the horizon - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Blossoms of gold and blossoms of blood - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

And a serpent was coiled about its stem - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Treacherous boughs to strangle the Sower - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Disentangled the murderous knot - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

A myriad-branching, cloud-aspiring tree - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Arose in silent rebuke and defiance - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Above the sleeping eyelids of the senses - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

The standard-bearers of the future - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

The cry of the exiles of Babylon - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

The voice of Rachel mourning - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Bursts the dykes of oppression - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Wakening amid the silent ruins of Zion - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Whose bounty engirdles the globe - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

The live coal wherewith the Seraphim brand the Prophets - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

Imprisoned in dark corners of misery - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

A dream of interlinking hands - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

Feet tireless to spin the unseen - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

The unseen, fairy woof of the entangling waltz - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

Laughter echoes from the vaulted roof - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

Beneath the strain of reckless revelry - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

One fundamental chord of constant pain - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

All the dancing wavers rejoice - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

Consuming with its inward flame - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

The wild bird's untutored melodies - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

In the whirl of seething passions - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

An amazon of thought with sovereign eyes - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

Whose kiss was poison - Emma Lazarus "Chopin"

Memory of light - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

Surpassing all things known - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

In our restricted sphere - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

As the winds are free - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

Blind Milton's memory of light - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

Deaf Beethoven's phantasy of tone - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

The glaring streets of brick and stone - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

Taking flight from dismal now - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

Who sit 'twixt darkened walls - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

Open unseen gates with key of gold - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

Lending elf-music to thy harshest word - Emma Lazarus "Echoes"

Sacred vials of learning - Emma Lazarus "An Epistle"

My black doubts illumined and absorbed - Emma Lazarus "An Epistle"

Beyond day's purple limit dropped - Emma Lazarus "An Epistle"

The flame that may not scorch - Emma Lazarus "An Epistle"

Outrun time's rapid sands - Emma Lazarus "An Epistle"

The unclouded glow of sun-steeped skies - Emma Lazarus "An Epistle"

The venomed shafts of slander - Emma Lazarus "An Epistle"

The taper like the steadfast star - Emma Lazarus "The Feast of Lights"

Chant psalms of victory till the heart takes fire - Emma Lazarus "The Feast of Lights"

With crowns and silken spoils - Emma Lazarus "The Feast of Lights"

Who had flung their faces on the stones - Emma Lazarus "The Feast of Lights"

Mother of Change and Fate - Emma Lazarus "1492"

Spurned by zealot hate - Emma Lazarus "1492"

Where doors of sunset part - Emma Lazarus "1492"

There falls each ancient barrier - Emma Lazarus "1492"

Dreamlike before me floating - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

Behind thy pearly veils opaque, mysterious woof - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

To stand and stare at nothingness - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

Continuous life beyond this silvery cloud - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

Of tissue subtler still than the wreathed fog - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

And cheat my brain with airy vanishings - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

And mystic glories of the world beyond - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

Fretted with burning stones, and trellised with red gold - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

Through the lattice high in yon dead wall - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

Through still, soft air that cry is yet prolonged - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

Dazzling sunshine streams upon a newborn world - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

Sandbirds twittering glance through crystal air - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

The yoke-freed oxen low - Emma Lazarus "In Exile"

Brows bare to evenings fan - Emma Lazarus "In Exile"

Freedom to dig the common earth - Emma Lazarus "In Exile"

And truth's perpetual lamp forbid to wane - Emma Lazarus "In Exile"

That wrests the victory from pain - Emma Lazarus "In Exile"

And the broad prairie melts in mist of tears - Emma Lazarus "In Exile"

And muse upon the consecrated spot - Emma Lazarus "In the Jewish Synogogue at Newport"

These lone exiles of a thousand years - Emma Lazarus "In the Jewish Synogogue at Newport"

In this new world of light - Emma Lazarus "In the Jewish Synogogue at Newport"

This relic of the days of old - Emma Lazarus "In the Jewish Synogogue at Newport"

Fleeing hosts by flaming angels led - Emma Lazarus "In the Jewish Synogogue at Newport"

In the rich court of royal Solomon - Emma Lazarus "In the Jewish Synogogue at Newport"

Floors where reverent feet once trod - Emma Lazarus "In the Jewish Synogogue at Newport"

The brazen giant of Greek fame - Emma Lazarus "The New Colossus"

Whose flame is the imprisoned lightning - Emma Lazarus "The New Colossus"

Naked branches point to frozen skies - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

Orchards burn their lamps of fiery gold - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

Harvest-feeding dews, fine-winnowed light - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

The red, dark year is dead - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

And the world's light went out - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

Enlarged unto earth's farthest rim - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

High above flood and fire - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

In a cynic age of crumbling faiths - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

Offer the first fruits of the clustered bowers - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

The garnered spoil of bees - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

Where the brown buzzard flies - Emma Lazarus "The South"

O'ergrown by creeping tendrils and rank moss - Emma Lazarus "The South"

Children draw about the empty hearth - Emma Lazarus "To R. W. E."

Not a vision nor a prayer - Emma Lazarus "Work"

Fills her days with duties done - Emma Lazarus "Work"

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The voices of the dear unknown - Frances Ledwidge "In September"

With silent hearts now call - Frances Ledwidge "In September"

My song forsakes me like the birds - Frances Ledwidge "In September"

The words my lute can never say - Frances Ledwidge "In September"

The brown breath of Autumn chills - Frances Ledwidge "The Lost Ones"

Twilight ship blown up the tide - Frances Ledwidge "The Lost Ones"

In the glow of morning years - Frances Ledwidge "The Lost Ones"

The spinning world her wheel - Frances Ledwidge "A Rainy Day in April"

And the shadow people pass - Francis Ledwidge "The Shadow People"

Never hears their slow grey feet - Francis Ledwidge "The Shadow People"

Blowing to flame the golden cup - Frances Ledwidge "Thomas MacDonagh"

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Reaches the zenith of a very small hill - Keith Leonard "Abecedarion on the Good Father"

An aperture's quick snap - Keith Leonard "Museum"

As the carnival blared from the brass pipes - Keith Leonard "Museum"

As the carousel twirled its crown of lights - Keith Leonard "Museum"

And one by one the bulbs went dark - Keith Leonard "Museum"

The organ sounding off the melody - Keith Leonard "Museum"

The platform winding down - Keith Leonard "Museum"

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A little spring from memory welled - Maria White Lowell "The Alpine Sheep"

Which once had quenched my bitter thirst - Maria White Lowell "The Alpine Sheep"

A portion of its mild relief - Maria White Lowell "The Alpine Sheep"

To steal some fever from your grief - Maria White Lowell "The Alpine Sheep"

Down through mist the sunbeams slide - Maria White Lowell "The Alpine Sheep"

Along the dizzy verge to go - Maria White Lowell "The Alpine Sheep"

Heedless of the rifts and breaks - Maria White Lowell "The Alpine Sheep"

Climbing up the starry way - Maria White Lowell "The Alpine Sheep"

Fed by Time and Chance - Maria White Lowell "Rouen, Place de la Pucelle"

Fresh as the morning, though with centuries old - Maria White Lowell "Rouen, Place de la Pucelle"

Face more pallid than a daylit star - Maria White Lowell "Rouen, Place de la Pucelle"

Dark stretched the array of war - Maria White Lowell "Rouen, Place de la Pucelle"

In the opening zenith found its goal - Maria White Lowell "Rouen, Place de la Pucelle"

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By presence of viper and crown - Chip Livingston "San Benito"

Effects of anxieties intercessed - Chip Livingston "San Benito"

The beast of the apocalypse removed - Chip Livingston "There Is No San Lenin"

Lofty enough to break regimen - Chip Livingston "There Is No San Lenin"

The garden of theoretical significance - Chip Livingston "There Is No San Lenin"

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In her ears were rings of dead men's bone - Charles G. Leland "Bone Ornaments" [The Continental Monthly v.II no.1, July 1862]

Used-up plantations worn and dry - Charles G. Leland "The Last Ditch" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

And folks on oyster memories feed - Charles G. Leland "The Last Ditch" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Where the Mississippi runs his mighty course - Charles G. Leland "The Last Ditch" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Packed up his traps and stole away - Charles G. Leland "The Last Ditch" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Hell's blackest tricks were put in play - Charles G. Leland "The Last Ditch" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Crushed to dust and damned to shame - Charles G. Leland "The Last Ditch" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Round a plantation of Old Nick's - Charles G. Leland "The Last Ditch" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Where runs the ditch to hide them all - Charles G. Leland "The Last Ditch" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Who killed the curse and broke the ban - Chas. G. Leland "The Proclamation [September 22, 1862]" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.5, Nov. 1862]

To see the spear of Freedom cast - Chas. G. Leland "The Proclamation [September 22, 1862]" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.5, Nov. 1862]

Fate never fails to find a way - Chas. G. Leland "The Proclamation [September 22, 1862]" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.5, Nov. 1862]

Look back upon the vanished years - Charles G. Leland "Thank God for All" [The Continental Monthly v.II no.VI, Dec. 1862]

The curse of murder, craft, and crime - Charles G. Leland "Thank God for All" [The Continental Monthly v.II no.VI, Dec. 1862]

And blesses all his bayonets - Charles G. Leland "Thank God for All" [The Continental Monthly v.II no.VI, Dec. 1862]

All gleams in glory's golden light - Charles G. Leland "Thank God for All" [The Continental Monthly v.II no.VI, Dec. 1862]

Where thousands must yield up their breath - Chas. G. Leland "The Wolf Hunt" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.5, Nov. 1862]

And the nerve of the hunter is steady - Chas. G. Leland "The Wolf Hunt" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.5, Nov. 1862]

To their dark home of hunger again - Chas. G. Leland "The Wolf Hunt" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.5, Nov. 1862]

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Teaches the withering leaves to rejoice - Francis J. Lys "Autumn"

Borne on the vaporous breath of poisoning lies - Francis J. Lys "Justitia Excedens Terris"

Where the unsealed mountain meets the sky - Francis J. Lys "Justitia Excedens Terris"

On to the undiscovered haven of death - Francis J. Lys "Life's Voyage"

Exulting in the promise of dawn - Francis J. Lys "Life's Voyage"

And tempests frown upon the forehead of day - Francis J. Lys "Life's Voyage"

Sundered by driving storms and tides that shift - Francis J. Lys "Life's Voyage"

False phantoms of a fading dream - Francis J. Lys "Life's Voyage"

Beyond the verge of vision leads - Francis J. Lys "Life's Voyage"

Beyond the harvest and the summer glow - Francis J. Lys "On Re-reading 'Ruth'"

One beneath the glimmering starlight treading - Francis J. Lys "On Re-reading 'Ruth'"

Fearless and steadfast with all foes to cope - Francis J. Lys "On Re-reading 'Ruth'"

Pictured in fire upon the sacred pages - Francis J. Lys "On Re-reading 'Ruth'"

Battle towards the goal unyielding - Francis J. Lys "On Re-reading 'Ruth'"

And witnessing that hearts can yet aspire - Francis J. Lys "On Re-reading 'Ruth'"

The faery fires that a vision enfold - Francis J. Lys "A Summer's Poems: V. [actual title in Greek?]"

Heard in the orison chanted by soaring bird - Francis J. Lys "A Summer's Poems: V. [actual title in Greek?]"

Rendering up life for the pleasure of one sweet cup - Francis J. Lys "A Summer's Poems: V. [actual title in Greek?]"

What light on his sunless path had burst - Francis J. Lys "A Summer's Poems: V. [actual title in Greek?]"

Whispers float upon the liquid air - Francis J. Lys "To the Muse"

An enchanted harp to fingers fair - Francis J. Lys "To the Muse"

A music that can soothe the sick - Francis J. Lys "To the Muse"

Full of life's clamour and its harsh refrain - Francis J. Lys "To the Muse"

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Through the dim vista of past years - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

While Memory paints with faithful force - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Though long distant from my view - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

And once more meet each object in my wandering gaze - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

A mystic charm no time destroys - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Back through the distant tracks of thought - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Throwing her bounties in their lap - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Seen by a neighbour in a dream - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

But neither sleep nor vision came - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Trusting the future would be kind - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

And wake to thousands in the morning - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Duty bade him sleep and dream - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Born with sense enough to grind his corn - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Sad substitutes for wholesome food - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Gave her the better of the fray - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Must endure the caustics that effect a cure - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

When o'er his head the tempest burst - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

Shed brightness on each coming year - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

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The Dreams of Happiness I have each Night - Mary Wallace Bundy Little "The Rubaiyat of a Huffy Husband"

Inside a Drawer to which I hold the Key - Mary Wallace Bundy Little "The Rubaiyat of a Huffy Husband"

The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon - Mary Wallace Bundy Little "The Rubaiyat of a Huffy Husband"

For one sweet space of Time then gone - Mary Wallace Bundy Little "The Rubaiyat of a Huffy Husband"

Who before me passed this Door of Trouble - Mary Wallace Bundy Little "The Rubaiyat of a Huffy Husband"

And bows me to the very Earth with Grief - Mary Wallace Bundy Little "The Rubaiyat of a Huffy Husband"

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More than all my currant wine - Philip Lybbe Powys Lybbe "The Lay of the Sheriff"

Full of mildew and brocaded dresses - Philip Lybbe Powys Lybbe "The Lay of the Sheriff"

The kitchen table spread with mutton bones - Philip Lybbe Powys Lybbe "The Lay of the Sheriff"

Afford a subject for your roundelays - Philip Lybbe Powys Lybbe "The Lay of the Sheriff"

The sad emblems of regretted days - Philip Lybbe Powys Lybbe "The Lay of the Sheriff"

My liveries claim my next attention - Philip Lybbe Powys Lybbe "The Lay of the Sheriff"

Uncork a bottle of that curious wine - Philip Lybbe Powys Lybbe "The Lay of the Sheriff"

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The voice of waters falling to a soundless glen - W.E.L. "A Dirge of Love" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.454, 11 Sept. 1852]

To smooth waters upshaken from the deepest deep - W.E.L. "A Dirge of Love" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.454, 11 Sept. 1852]

The darkening cynosure of passionate youth - W.E.L. "A Dirge of Love" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.454, 11 Sept. 1852]

Marred with imperfection and decay - W.E.L. "A Dirge of Love" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.454, 11 Sept. 1852]

Reft from me and from my clinging grasp - W.E.L. "A Dirge of Love" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.454, 11 Sept. 1852]

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Weaves a veil made of weeping - Else Lasker-Schuler "Homesick" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Who anoints my dead palaces - Else Lasker-Schuler "Homesick" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Pray in languages notched like harps - Else Lasker-Schuler "Reconciliation" transl. by Robert Alter

To be reconciled with the night - Else Lasker-Schuler "Reconciliation" transl. by Robert Alter

And makes my soul obedient to her will - Else Lasker-Schüler "Sphinx" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky

That thrill about the sensuous windings of her thought - Else Lasker-Schüler "Sphinx" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky

And the dreams thence blossoming - Else Lasker-Schüler "Sphinx" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky

And my wan, suffering psyches know new power - Else Lasker-Schüler "Sphinx" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky

Finding their strength in conflict's tortured hour - Else Lasker-Schüler "Sphinx" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky

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Every cloud illumed with flame engulfs a shaken star - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "A Ballad of the Mist"

Not a star lit any side of heaven - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Beyond Utterance"

Find me the harbor of the roaming storm - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Beyond Utterance"

The song I dream and utter not - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Beyond Utterance"

No wave is lost in all the tides that flow - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Broken Waves"

Bare for the record of a world of crime - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Clock-Tower Bell"

To the warring of our haggard years - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Clock-Tower Bell"

Mourning her dreams in queenly state - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Clock's Song"

Striving to divine phantom to-morrows - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Closing Chords"

He hoarded my falling tears - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Closing Chords"

Endurance only breathes immortal air - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Closing Chords"

Still wears the front of patience - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Closing Chords"

Alike beneath the arias of Fate's hand - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Cynic's Fealty"

The moon shines with a pitiless, threatening hue - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Dreaming Wheel"

Whatever melody my voice had steeped in tears - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Francie"

Death's rigorous law repealing - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Gertrude: [In Memory: 1877]"

Your mystery so well concealing - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Gertrude: [In Memory: 1877]"

Denial such as brands my brow - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Gertrude: [In Memory: 1877]"

Purple eyes beside the grain - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Ghosts of Revellers"

Our loves on altars we had burned - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Ghosts of Revellers"

And mixed our tribute with the dew - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Ghosts of Revellers"

And slid away when stillness reigned - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Ghosts of Revellers"

Light my love's eyes to read my soul - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "God-Made"

Wide pardon flowing with the breezes - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Grace"

Miles of sun and metal burned - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Hidden History"

Here is a world of changing glow - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Inlet and Shore"

Cast a firefly radiance down the deep - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Inlet and Shore"

Each soul may take his fondest choice - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Inlet and Shore"

Gold in the sun, dark when it fails - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Inlet and Shore"

And tells to none the lore again - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Inlet and Shore"

Every agony my heart has known - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Life's Burying-Ground"

The new-born trusts that died - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Life's Burying-Ground"

Can mix my wits with all the sparkling tricks - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Neither!"

The breaking heart can only die alone - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "One and One"

Would fade to such ashen lore to-day - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Ours to Endure"

The proud radiance of that glorious flame - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "A Passing Voice"

The wizard touching minds of men - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Power Against Power [Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1864]"

Thrills with the sense of finished days - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Power Against Power [Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1864]"

With smiles that chill as dusks descend - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Power Against Power [Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1864]"

Admits the presence of the End - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Power Against Power [Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1864]"

Dreams no spell for quelling Him - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Power Against Power [Nathaniel Hawthorne, 1864]"

Brings the world in sackcloth to him - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "A Protean Glimpse"

Often met as shadowings of a wild regret - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "A Protean Glimpse"

Dispenser of the dooms reserved - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "A Protean Glimpse"

So deadly when our respite's gone - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "A Protean Glimpse"

Such paths can never lead to woe - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Roads that Meet"

The wind's whispers round me roll - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Roads that Meet"

In this rare ether slake my reverential lips - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Roads that Meet"

To stand aglow at marvel's side - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Shell and the World"

When deep eternity shall look most clear - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "A Song Before Grief"

A flaming torch thrown to the golden sea - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "A Song Before Grief"

A shadowed form before the light - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Suicide"

A gleaming face against the night - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Suicide"

Clutched hands across a halo bright - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Suicide"

The moon falls fainting on the sky - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Suicide"

The dark woods bow their heads in sorrow - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Suicide"

Half the wild ocean rose up to the clouds - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Twenty Bold Mariners"

Half the broad sky scowled in thunder and rain - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Twenty Bold Mariners"

Take me away into a storm of snow - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Unity in Space"

The shadowed woods that grow on the sky's mountains - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Unity in Space"

A broken mirror in a trembling hand - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Unperfected"

A heart that loves beyond the shallow word - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Unperfected"

One from the dust returning to the earth - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Unperfected"

That my dreaming senses may be beckoned so - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Violin"

A crash of the strings and a medley of rage and mirth - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Violin"

A dirge for myriad chances dead - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Wed"

If we count up the world's mischance - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Why Sad To-day"

The heart must hold aims of an age gone by - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Why Sad To-day"

Handed his life a poisoned draught - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "A Youth's Suicide"

Whirled pell-mell (while the echoes hurried away) - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "A Youth's Suicide"

With gladdening eyes go greet the sun - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "Zest"

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How one tiny word can be sacred - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, ii"

The only green thing that returns inside the beak - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, ii"

I am underwater and can't remember - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, ii"

Or maybe cities no longer exist - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, ii"

Shrink away, plane by plane, brick by brick - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, ii"

And just what is so wrong with being destroyed? - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, ii"

All my roots earth laden and bare - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, xxx"

So I could worship at the altars of birds - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, xxx"

Ignited and burning brightly throughout all the black worlds - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, xxx"

Where my body stops or begins - Robin Coste Lewis "Landscape"

Into the middle of your life - Robin Coste Lewis "Math"

Every second is stolen - Robin Coste Lewis "Math"

God goes out for whiskey Friday night - Robin Coste Lewis "Reason"

After three nights of not sleeping, three nights of listening - Robin Coste Lewis "Reason"

Gave names in any known language - Robin Coste Lewis "Self-Portrait as the Bootblack in Daguerre's Boulevard du Temple"

Spoke of myself always in the third person - Robin Coste Lewis "Self-Portrait as the Bootblack in Daguerre's Boulevard du Temple"

To escape from the burden of my own internal history - Robin Coste Lewis "Self-Portrait as the Bootblack in Daguerre's Boulevard du Temple"

Rendered laws of my country played before my face - Robin Coste Lewis "Self-Portrait as the Bootblack in Daguerre's Boulevard du Temple"

Two-souled, forgotten, unknown freaks of memory - Robin Coste Lewis "Self-Portrait as the Bootblack in Daguerre's Boulevard du Temple"

The Present all entangled, unable to move - Robin Coste Lewis "Self-Portrait as the Bootblack in Daguerre's Boulevard du Temple"

Two discrete young snakes left their skin - Robin Coste Lewis "Summer"

To still expect our devotion after creating love - Robin Coste Lewis "Summer"

Referring to the cold, as if that were the point - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Forty-below was a good day - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Cutting out blocks of ice and fashioning another igloo - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

The lost, well-mannered rhetoric of your day - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Floating in masses of static water - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

A wave struck cold in midair - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

A place you have always dreamt of arriving - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Always repulsed by your effort - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Unable to attain the trophy - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Watch the same wall turn fifty reds - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Because the darkness is now always overhead - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Choose a dark line to hang over you - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Who set out without the protection of darkness - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Walking with each other from one dark room to another - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Sometimes the paintings come to life - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Sometimes someone you love just falls through - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

The blue massive ridges of pressure shift - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Sometimes the ice breaks open - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Engulfed by a black so bright it was luminous - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Becomes a vast field of ice the color of indigo - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Images you could not fling from your mind - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Repeating themselves in a series - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Objects that would not let you go - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

The serial, the inexplicable and constant reappearance - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Why is numbness ascribed to the color blue? - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

How we all learned to walk properly again - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

Watch the light turning the room every color - Robin Coste Lewis "Using Black to Paint Light: Walking Through a Matisse Exhibit Thinking about the Arctic and Matthew Henson"

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Beneath the silent yellow moon - Hugh Lofting "The Palm Family"

All safe from worries and alarms - Hugh Lofting "The Palm Family"

My inspiration's in the ice-box - Hugh Lofting "The Porridge Poet"

My rhymes I pick out from the spice-box - Hugh Lofting "The Porridge Poet"

Then add a pinch or two of grammar - Hugh Lofting "The Porridge Poet"

Shake in an ounce of sifted syntax - Hugh Lofting "The Porridge Poet"

In spite of all their constant strife - Hugh Lofting "Up Wright and Down Wright"

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To the place where my childhood had dwelt - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "The Return to Lezayre" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal no.456, 25 Sept. 1852]

The fern and the bramble grew wild in the hall - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "The Return to Lezayre" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal no.456, 25 Sept. 1852]

The wild bird flew scared from her desolate stone - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "The Return to Lezayre" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal no.456, 25 Sept. 1852]

May for ever be hushed in the homesteads of earth - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "The Return to Lezayre" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal no.456, 25 Sept. 1852]

Though the dreams and the dwellings of childhood decay - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "The Return to Lezayre" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal no.456, 25 Sept. 1852]

Vain is the blood of rare and spotless herds - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "A Welcome Sacrifice" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.428, 13 March 1852]

In meads where blue Clitumnus shines - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "A Welcome Sacrifice" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.428, 13 March 1852]

Diamonds sought in deep Brazilian mines - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "A Welcome Sacrifice" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.428, 13 March 1852]

Rich as a Grecian sunset's purest dyes - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "A Welcome Sacrifice" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.428, 13 March 1852]

That roam on thrice ten thousand hills - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "A Welcome Sacrifice" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.428, 13 March 1852]

The choicest ores and gems are dross - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "A Welcome Sacrifice" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.428, 13 March 1852]

Whose inmost soul hard bondage racks and wrings - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "A Welcome Sacrifice" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.428, 13 March 1852]

The poorest serf who fears a tyrant's nod - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "A Welcome Sacrifice" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.428, 13 March 1852]

An offering far beyond the wealth of kings - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "A Welcome Sacrifice" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.428, 13 March 1852]

Which no stain of guilt has ever soiled - Rev. James Gilborne Lyons "A Welcome Sacrifice" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.428, 13 March 1852]

Poet at the Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry site.

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Looking for a book made of water - Angel Leal "A Book Is a Map, a Bed Is a Country"

Full of storms and men made of seafoam - Angel Leal "A Book Is a Map, a Bed Is a Country"

Waking up with seeds in my hands - Angel Leal "A Book Is a Map, a Bed Is a Country"

To pray inside the mouth of a tiger - Angel Leal "My Mother Dreams of Endlessness"

The rain she's collected is enough - Angel Leal "My Mother Dreams of Endlessness"

Weeping at the bottom of the pool - Angel Leal "My Mother Dreams of Endlessness"

Find our childhood buried in the sand - Angel Leal "My Mother Dreams of Endlessness"

Singing the song of motherhood - Angel Leal "My Mother Dreams of Endlessness"

The misfortunes of all grandmothers - Angel Leal "The One Who Counts to Transcend"

Even the triumphs of an ant - Angel Leal "The One Who Counts to Transcend"

Old maps made of flowers - Angel Leal "Wildlife and Rainforests Inside My Father"

Tiny temples where lizards worship - Angel Leal "Wildlife and Rainforests Inside My Father"

Growing a rainforest between my ribs - Angel Leal "Wildlife and Rainforests Inside My Father"

I used to write rainfall into existence - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

Could change a tree into a wise man - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

Chase the truth of hummingbirds - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

The floor is littered with unfinished spells - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

The dreaminess of swamps & fireflies - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

The balance of living while dreaming - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

Who always remembers the language of miracles - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

Seldom whispers to the wind anymore - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

The waves fill my hand with blue memories - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

Underneath a stolen morning - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

The unending impulse to form a sigil in the sand - Angel Leal "The Witch Recalls Her Craft"

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Reconsider your reasons for travel - Mary Soon Lee "Advice for Time Travelers"

If you insist upon leaving - Mary Soon Lee "Advice for Time Travelers"

Carefully calculate coordinates - Mary Soon Lee "Advice for Time Travelers"

Accounting for celestial mechanics - Mary Soon Lee "Advice for Time Travelers"

No returning to the future you once inhabited - Mary Soon Lee "Advice for Time Travelers"

Lifetimes searching for the worlds we left - Mary Soon Lee "Advice for Time Travelers"

Turns round to face each post-apocalyptic dawn - Mary Soon Lee "Aubade from the After Days"

A chorus breaks from shore to shore - Mary Soon Lee "Aubade from the After Days"

All pause to sing in praise of rain and sky - Mary Soon Lee "Aubade from the After Days"

Uplifts their voice in canticle to moon and sun - Mary Soon Lee "Aubade from the After Days"

The hold in the galaxy's heart - Mary Soon Lee "How to Betray Sagittarius A*"

Wailing radio waves warning - Mary Soon Lee "How to Betray Sagittarius A*"

To waste grief on ancient tragedies - Mary Soon Lee "How to Betray Sagittarius A*"

Testimony of mass assassination - Mary Soon Lee "How to Betray Sagittarius A*"

Her lone voice speaking for the silenced stars - Mary Soon Lee "How to Betray Sagittarius A*"

The demise of the dodo - Mary Soon Lee "I, Universe"

The demotion of Pluto - Mary Soon Lee "I, Universe"

Inability to grasp wave-particle duality - Mary Soon Lee "I, Universe"

Admit mosquitos were a mistake - Mary Soon Lee "I, Universe"

Black holes lack circumspection - Mary Soon Lee "I, Universe"

Who silenced the sparrow? - Mary Soon Lee "The Languages of Birds"

Made us lords but scorned the sparrows - Mary Soon Lee "The Languages of Birds"

What does the sparrow know of the eagle? - Mary Soon Lee "The Languages of Birds"

In case the wild horses came - Mary Soon Lee "The Sign of the King"

Grasslands extending as if without limit - Mary Soon Lee "The Sign of the King"

four horsemen summoning apocalypse - Mary Soon Lee "What Cacti Read"

just one last prickly conundrum - Mary Soon Lee "What Cacti Read"

All things ancient, vast, towering - Mary Soon Lee "What Giants Read"

All things skewed or misunderstood - Mary Soon Lee "What Giants Read"

Languages only they still speak - Mary Soon Lee "What Giants Read"

Their appetites voracious yet discerning - Mary Soon Lee "What Giants Read"

Hobbies to cheer immortal lifespans - Mary Soon Lee "What Giants Read"

Stacks upon stacks of postcards - Mary Soon Lee "What Giants Read"

Against a day when they dare meet - Mary Soon Lee "What Giants Read"

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Jeweler to the wide rebellious sky - R.B. Lemberg "The Ash Manifesto"

Hid among the grains of sand - R.B. Lemberg "The Ash Manifesto"

Walked the roads in flaking ash - R.B. Lemberg "The Ash Manifesto"

Paths to burn along my symmetry - R.B. Lemberg "The Ash Manifesto"

Such pain as to reveal your hue - R.B. Lemberg "The Ash Manifesto"

Ancient storms awoke from aeons' slumber - R.B. Lemberg "The Ash Manifesto"

Adorned in all the wide rebellious sky - R.B. Lemberg "The Ash Manifesto"

Trusting the trees to catch my fall - R.B. Lemberg "Between the Mountain and the Moon"

Emptiness where the young winds wrestle - R.B. Lemberg "Between the Mountain and the Moon"

Under the limber fingers of the wind - R.B. Lemberg "Between the Mountain and the Moon"

Thought themselves safe from obligation - R.B. Lemberg "Between the Mountain and the Moon"

The seafoam of your garment - R.B. Lemberg "The Broken Hill and the Breath"

The ghost of you startling and tattered - R.B. Lemberg "The Broken Hill and the Breath"

Among the wind-felled bodies of my quince trees - R.B. Lemberg "The Broken Hill and the Breath"

Knew the taste of that ending - R.B. Lemberg "The Broken Hill and the Breath"

Spluttering grievances of a thousand years' past - R.B. Lemberg "The Broken Hill and the Breath"

Delivered by its own desolation - R.B. Lemberg "The Broken Hill and the Breath"

The long, slow words of its rule - R.B. Lemberg "The Broken Hill and the Breath"

The storm that douse the firebird - R.B. Lemberg "Firebird, Stormbird"

The virulent water beat my flame down to ash - R.B. Lemberg "Firebird, Stormbird"

Watch me rise in the essence of indigo - R.B. Lemberg "Firebird, Stormbird"

I am the inheritor of thaw - R.B. Lemberg "Firebird, Stormbird"

Meltwater frozen for millennia - R.B. Lemberg "Firebird, Stormbird"

Jolted into this world's violent heat - R.B. Lemberg "Firebird, Stormbird"

Electrical currents across your every horizon - R.B. Lemberg "Firebird, Stormbird"

Enameled cities their walls anointed in myrrh - R.B. Lemberg "In the Third Cycle"

Folded in the bedclothes of night - R.B. Lemberg "In the Third Cycle"

In the pulsing veins of the earth - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

Howling its iron, seeping whispers - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

The horse that must haul the sun - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

Despairing of my own energy - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

Iron fists like a maelstrom - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

The power of earth called up into the ragged air - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

That leaves no room for hope - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

When I was by a great grief stricken - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

All the multiverses looping upon themselves - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

A coin always landing tails - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

Knowing that it only hastens fate - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

Who stands in front of the sun - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

A shield for its brilliant power - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"

Clouds of white linen and storm-black damask - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Embroider them with lightning - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Tokens of brass in your hair - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Tourmaline to smooth my tongue - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Make no bargains with immortals - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Bones grown through with dandelion - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

The child with hair of ash and abalone - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Whose eyes ensnare your wildest fear - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Still reverberate through frozen earth - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

An orphan of too many parents - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Of battlefields like tangled snakes - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Give me a lantern for my hurts - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Hatreds that have grown like poison ivy - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Whose truths are bloated toads - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Whose lies are shadow roads - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Ask the rain to clear my path - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Ask the wind to show my path - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Breath by breath to lead me out - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Star by star to burn the doubt - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

A blade of fire to cleanse and smooth - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

A blade of night to shape and soothe - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

A blade of blue to make a song - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Embroideries of starbound silver - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Who contains the echo in its conch - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Your kindness in refusal of speech - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Clothed in obsidian and sunfire - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Firebright blessings of fallen leaves - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Plucked with the patience of herons - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Dream and ash blended into tea - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Under the harvesting of the stars - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

Wrapped in mold and silver - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

That casts a bitter shadow into the waters - R.B. Lemberg "Long Shadow"

First memories of light - R.B. Lemberg "Ranra's Unbalancing"

Heaved lava over carved stone and manuscript - R.B. Lemberg "Ranra's Unbalancing"

In the avalanche of fire and ash - R.B. Lemberg "Ranra's Unbalancing"

Cursing the ancestors who brought us here - R.B. Lemberg "Ranra's Unbalancing"

Clouds of ash with smoke and thunder - R.B. Lemberg "Ranra's Unbalancing"

No ruler could devise a defense - R.B. Lemberg "Ranra's Unbalancing"

Those lost trailed us as ghosts - R.B. Lemberg "Ranra's Unbalancing"

Our home still anchored in the slumbering star - R.B. Lemberg "Ranra's Unbalancing"

Steer with the oars of November - R.B. Lemberg "The Rivers, the Birchgroves, All the Receding Earth"

Until the forest wilted with slow poison - R.B. Lemberg "The Rivers, the Birchgroves, All the Receding Earth"

Between the flooded fields of the moon - R.B. Lemberg "The Rivers, the Birchgroves, All the Receding Earth"

An anthology of sunsets layered upon each other - R.B. Lemberg "The Rotten Leaf Cantata"

Winter will send me crocuses - R.B. Lemberg "The Rotten Leaf Cantata"

Staining my hands with snow - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Prelude"

Melted before I remembered my name - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Prelude"

Walk through the library of my lives - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Prelude"

Whispered in language of stone and rock - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Prelude"

The long pedigree of the rivers - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Prelude"

Listening to the language of muck and exultation - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Prelude"

As brittle as the world's burning - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Prelude"

What memory shall I shape from this ash? - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Prelude"

Each healing creates a debt - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: The Old Craft"

Who survived the sharpest edge of a knife - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: The Old Craft"

River breaks past its banks of ash - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: The New Craft"

Stones that fear no flood - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Stone"

The stones that hear no steps - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Stone"

A breath as ancient as the world - R.B. Lemberg "Stone Listening: Stone"

Bridged by a road of molten glass - R.B. Lemberg "The Three Immigrations"

Birthing stone from seed - R.B. Lemberg "Three Principles of Strong Building"

That web of weights unfelt - R.B. Lemberg "Three Principles of Strong Building"

Wrought it out of breath and dust - R.B. Lemberg "Three Principles of Strong Building"

Summoned to that holy deed - R.B. Lemberg "Three Principles of Strong Building"

From beyond the veils of sundering wave - R.B. Lemberg "Three Principles of Strong Building"

To comprehend the speech of brick and beam - R.B. Lemberg "Three Principles of Strong Building"

Stone and mortar to imbue with light - R.B. Lemberg "Three Principles of Strong Building"

Buildings that take root inside the land - R.B. Lemberg "Three Principles of Strong Building"

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myrtle amid the tall wonders of juniper - Raina J. León "making life on a palette"

fragrant healing of sage - Raina J. León "making life on a palette"

an intermingling of viridian and chetwode horizons - Raina J. León "making life on a palette"

crocodile at the edge of a freshwater marsh - Raina J. León "making life on a palette"

lit by translucent jade and celadon lamps - Raina J. León "making life on a palette"

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With sudden and with startling vividness - Giacomo Leopardi "Aspasia" transl. by Frederick Townsend

The mystery of Elysium to reveal - Giacomo Leopardi "Aspasia" transl. by Frederick Townsend

The hen returned into the road - Giacomo Leopardi "Calm After Storm" transl. by Frederick Townsend

Fruit of the fear just passed - Giacomo Leopardi "Calm After Storm" transl. by Frederick Townsend

In the midst of his fifth lustre - Giacomo Leopardi "Consalvo" transl. by Frederick Townsend

The near approach of fate concealing - Giacomo Leopardi "Consalvo" transl. by Frederick Townsend

On earth true happiness to find - Giacomo Leopardi "Consalvo" transl. by Frederick Townsend

With sighs and bitter tears invoked - Giacomo Leopardi "Consalvo" transl. by Frederick Townsend

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Drawn to the hazy sprout of light - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "Ave Maria"

Chest encompassing time and space - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "Ave Maria"

Each breath was a swirl of wind - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "Ave Maria"

Spun deep blue circles over hills - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "Ave Maria"

Danced into your warm major chords and velvet vibrato - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "Ave Maria"

Until I couldn't separate you from music - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "Ave Maria"

packed tightly in a carped of underground despair - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "the mezzanine"

entrenched in their desire to flee - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "the mezzanine"

at night, the glass steps are silent - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "the mezzanine"

in a dance over the obsidian steps - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "the mezzanine"

in the entrance of the glass desert - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "the mezzanine"

delivered her the ashes of my creative fire - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "the mezzanine"

that plucked the jewels in my heart - Vivian (Xiao Wen) Li "the mezzanine"

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Tangled in electric cord and puppeteered - Jack Kin Lim "Kuala Lumpur Urban Legends"

They caught me half-revealed - Jack Kin Lim "Kuala Lumpur Urban Legends"

Foreman's shack at the mining pool's edge - Jack Kin Lim "Kuala Lumpur Urban Legends"

Waiting for gentle souls to offer help - Jack Kin Lim "Kuala Lumpur Urban Legends"

Swerving around that unsteady silhouette - Jack Kin Lim "Kuala Lumpur Urban Legends"

Diving into a dark, incenseless exorcism - Jack Kin Lim "Kuala Lumpur Urban Legends"

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Scented of roses and fire - Paulin Lim "Last Wish of Tithonus"

Trembled upon a border of gold and earth - Paulin Lim "Last Wish of Tithonus"

Pulsed within the fingers of the world - Paulin Lim "Last Wish of Tithonus"

While my hair coils into dust - Paulin Lim "Last Wish of Tithonus"

Would no longer know moon from sun - Paulin Lim "Last Wish of Tithonus"

While my limbs still sing steel - Paulin Lim "Last Wish of Tithonus"

As winter takes my last dawn - Paulin Lim "Last Wish of Tithonus"

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We rely on the welcome of strangers - Judy I. Lin "a poet of the diaspora reflects upon the codes of jiānghú"

A dream, caught with both hands - Judy I. Lin "a poet of the diaspora reflects upon the codes of jiānghú"

Nowhere is safe from disappointment - Judy I. Lin "a poet of the diaspora reflects upon the codes of jiānghú"

Who bore the weight of all our loneliness - Judy I. Lin "a poet of the diaspora reflects upon the codes of jiānghú"

This mask I've worn too long has become my face - Judy I. Lin "a poet of the diaspora reflects upon the codes of jiānghú"

Walk the edge of regret and wonder - Judy I. Lin "a poet of the diaspora reflects upon the codes of jiānghú"

Throw myself off the cliff of Knowing - Judy I. Lin "a poet of the diaspora reflects upon the codes of jiānghú"

Haunted by the ghosts I used to be - Judy I. Lin "a poet of the diaspora reflects upon the codes of jiānghú"

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Flood to fire, loss to drought - Marissa Lingen "The Plural of Apocalypse"

Cancerous overgrowth to slow crumbling - Marissa Lingen "The Plural of Apocalypse"

We reach our disparate endings - Marissa Lingen "The Plural of Apocalypse"

The wolf has not yet eaten the sun - Marissa Lingen "The Plural of Apocalypse"

Blow a different horn, burn a different bridge - Marissa Lingen "The Plural of Apocalypse"

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And unhouses the land - Nabila Lovelace "By Inch-Meal a Disease"

Who gave me a borrowed tongue - Nabila Lovelace "By Inch-Meal a Disease"

Body thinning in a baptism - Nabila Lovelace "By Inch-Meal a Disease"

Better to ask what man is not - Nabila Lovelace "The S in 'I Loves You, Porgy'"

Forged a path between past & Jupiter - Nabila Lovelace "Sojourned"

Now time can't touch me - Nabila Lovelace "Sojourned"

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The years have swung shut behind me - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Clasped my name between her lips - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Where autumn foams at the lips of heretics - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Coated in the thick semblance of dawn - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Language of decay written in clockwork - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Arsonist of all smaller fires - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Where I become more than steam - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Prayed to the veins of a trembling city - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Never saw god written in neon lights - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Left fingerprints on the inside of my heart - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

A violet blooming through scrap metal - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Roots tangled around stillborn engines - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Bone marrow and unsung mantras - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

Left with want in the soles of his shoes - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

In the lyrics of songs written by androids - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"

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Lifelines sewed back up with the wrong stitches - Angela Liu "Dark Patterns"

Muddled portals in cyberspace - Angela Liu "Dark Patterns"

Prisms strobe inside your eyes - Angela Liu "Dark Patterns"

Swim the violent current down Broadway - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

When the helicopters shred the sky - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

Those jazz songs that warn of the waves - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

Sinatra always plays on payday - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

Never ready for the skyscrapers - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

Their windows crashing against rocks - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

The one-eyed vulture in the glass - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"

Old pockets that smell of pennies - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"

Wet eyes hungry for decades-old debts - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"

Splintery shovels and midnight gunshots - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"

Eyes the green of kerosene burns - Angela Liu "The Final Trick"

My grief in a crushed delivery box - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

Taught the cicadas how to die - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

His ribcage filled with tiny boats - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

A dropdown menu of dreams - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

Inside of a pillar of aerosol blue - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

His chest a cavern of hollow sound - Angela Liu "An Interrogation About a Monster During Sleep Paralysis"

The feast begins before the guests arrive - Angela Liu "The Machine Family"

The table ripe with fruits and metal parts - Angela Liu "The Machine Family"

We recite the songs our makers wrote - Angela Liu "The Machine Family"

A mother that exists only in user manuals - Angela Liu "The Machine Family"

To show the guests the memory of the sea - Angela Liu "The Machine Family"

A pinprick of light just out of reach - Angela Liu "The Subway Is Another Place to Die"

The scintillating eyes of a million strangers - Angela Liu "The Subway Is Another Place to Die"

A million strangers waiting for you to fall - Angela Liu "The Subway Is Another Place to Die"

Turn you to ash for a glimpse of god - Angela Liu "The Subway Is Another Place to Die"

In an ancient melee of night flowers - Angela Liu "The witches are without work"

All this skin that will never bear fruit - Angela Liu "The witches are without work"

Shredded dreams tattooed into your heart - Angela Liu "The witches are without work"

Let the witches swallow it all - Angela Liu "The witches are without work"

When the witches ask what you want - Angela Liu "The Witches Are Without Work"

This lurid cage of lust and grief - Angela Liu "The Witches Are Without Work"

Erupting out of the shadows into the burning streets - Angela Liu "The Witches Are Without Work"

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Stealing chainsaw refrains and shutter clicks - Amari Low "Themself"

Too potent to be wielded by a person alone - Amari Low "Themself"

Because subject-verb agreement cares not for self - Amari Low "Themself"

Could orchestrate the building of cities - Amari Low "Themself"

Lyrebird speaking stolen words - Amari Low "Themself"

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Of red birds and constellations tucked behind clouds - P. H. Low "Ode"

Baby axolotls and crickets' songs surviving - P. H. Low "Ode"

Toss your head and sing of tomorrows - P. H. Low "Ode"

Tomorrows brighter than candle-blown - P. H. Low "Ode"

Raze the world once and raise it twice - P. H. Low "Ode"

Your vocabulary not rooted in fair exchange - P. H. Low "Ode"

In a cost only I would pay - P. H. Low "Ode"

Your fingers warm after a life in the cold - P. H. Low "Ode"

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A bright thread through the spreading ashes - Mario Luzi "Las Animas" transl. by Dana Gioia

Flame that twists choking through the ravines - Mario Luzi "Las Animas" transl. by Dana Gioia

In the quiet transformations of each hour - Mario Luzi "Las Animas" transl. by Dana Gioia

Requiems from the dead for the living - Mario Luzi "Las Animas" transl. by Dana Gioia

Spreads its pulsing web between the mountains - Mario Luzi "Las Animas" transl. by Dana Gioia

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Burnt stars oceanic gardens - Philip Lamantia "Celestial Estrangement"

The clouds are soaked into my eyes - Philip Lamantia "Celestial Estrangement"

Floats in the teacup of your dreams - Philip Lamantia "Celestial Estrangement"

Two pages to a grape fable - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

The swan of samite blood - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

Sand from the thistle covered fog - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

The houses of withering wax - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

Wax bells of siren-teeth - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

The approach of the incendiary children - Philip Lamantia "The Islands of Africa"

Splintering by measured denials - Philip Lamantia "Untitled [To see this evil from its core]"

Tunneling trains of art - Philip Lamantia "Untitled [To see this evil from its core]"

Deflecting horizonless depthless light - Philip Lamantia "Untitled [To see this evil from its core]"

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Turned bright gold and left - Joan Larkin "Afterlife"

The e-flat clarinet chases time - Joan Larkin "The Combo"

Scrolls stored in the well - Joan Larkin "The Combo"

Dissolve on a satin tongue - Joan Larkin "The Combo"

As the last tune burns down to embers - Joan Larkin "The Combo"

The harsh sweetness of strange words - Joan Larkin "Mozart's Songbook"

A gate that could open secrets - Joan Larkin "Mozart's Songbook"

Witnesses waiting to be sworn - Joan Larkin "My Father's Tie Rack"

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A young probationer of light - Charles Lamb "Lines Written in My Own Album"

And Time with heaviest hand - Charles Lamb "Lines Written in My Own Album"

Like speckled snake that strays and shines - Charles Lamb "Lines Written in My Own Album"

Betrays his path by crooked lines - Charles Lamb "Lines Written in My Own Album"

The cat's in the cupboard - Charles Lamb "Nonsense Verses"

The economy of Heaven is dark - Charles Lamb "On an Infant Dying as Soon as Born"

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To make a sycophant or spy - Henry Lushington "To the Memory of Pietro d'Alessandro"

His country less than gold - Henry Lushington "To the Memory of Pietro d'Alessandro"

Pangs at the sight of conquering crime - Henry Lushington "To the Memory of Pietro d'Alessandro"

The blundering praise of fame - Henry Lushington "To the Memory of Pietro d'Alessandro"

Whom our English hearts have loved - Henry Lushington "To the Memory of Pietro d'Alessandro"

Such as Dante had approved - Henry Lushington "To the Memory of Pietro d'Alessandro"

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Fed the haze of a hundred fires - Agnes Lee "A Roman Doll (In a Museum)"

I bring you flaming bergamot - Agnes Lee "The Silent House"

With weedy havoc tossed by searching winds - Agnes Lee "The Silent House"

That presage a wilder storm - Agnes Lee "The Silent House"

A flock of leaves came sobbing - Agnes Lee "The Silent House"

My festival upleaping from an ember - Agnes Lee "The Silent House"

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coiled around perfect circles and golden rectangles - Jessica Langer "Chaos"

dionysus prances on wandering goat feet - Jessica Langer "Chaos"

to the shimmering beat of star twinkle pulses - Jessica Langer "Chaos"

gods and muses arc from sky to earth - Jessica Langer "Chaos"

through everything a thin breeze blows - Jessica Langer "Chaos"

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Stars burned out near the beginning of time - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

How far it carries reflection - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Quiet winter grinding like teeth set in sleep - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

The galaxy of night which leaves nothing - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Hot young engines confused for devotion - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Universes you subtract with precision - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

The act fingermarked upon the weave - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Remembering the moment of recall - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

The void where fuel grasps at rocks - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Towards their own democratic end - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

Smaller than the egg of your first life - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"

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But dust that the serpents eat - Andrew Lang "The Bridge of Death"

Fifty years under the greenwood tree - Andrew Lang "The Brigand's Grave"

In sleep have equal fortune - Andrew Lang "Dreams"

Borne on fairy breezes far - Andrew Lang "Dreams"

The mermaid is mother to me - Andrew Lang "A Lady of High Degree"

Grief of farewell unspoken - Andrew Lang "Lost in Hades"

Such apples as these gardens bear - Andrew Lang "Lost in Hades"

Always on the ninth midnight - Andrew Lang "The Milk White Doe"

Among pathways overgrown - Andrew Lang "One Flower"

Who live at the light's limit - Andrew Lang "The Seekers for Phaeacia"

A star the dawning drives away - Andrew Lang "A Star in the Night"

Crows shall build in the eagle's nest - Andrew Lang "The Sudden Bridal"

The hawk the dove shall wed - Andrew Lang "The Sudden Bridal"

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Acknowledges the tilted balance - Yoon Ha Lee "Equinox"

Outweigh the day's clean lines and angles - Yoon Ha Lee "Equinox"

The figments feasting on our dreams - Yoon Ha Lee "Equinox"

When the sun's arc hangs suspended - Yoon Ha Lee "Equinox"

Dividing the hours into two mismatched halves - Yoon Ha Lee "Equinox"

nectar of oceans caught in your throat - Yoon Ha Lee "Sea-Sweet"

wrapped your wrists in chains of fervent foam - Yoon Ha Lee "Sea-Sweet"

With words collapse, distorted - Yoon Ha Lee "Stella Rosetta"

Information clusters at the singularity edge of true - Yoon Ha Lee "Stella Rosetta"

No poem survives its own translation - Yoon Ha Lee "Stella Rosetta"

sought in the forest's frozen jaws - Yoon Ha Lee "Thrice"

Far from the deep yearning of gravity wells - Yoon Ha Lee "When Soft the Water Fell"

Water moves in trajectories guided by breath - Yoon Ha Lee "When Soft the Water Fell"

By inertia without boundaries - Yoon Ha Lee "When Soft the Water Fell"

That drinks forevermore without attaining equilibrium - Yoon Ha Lee "When Soft the Water Fell"

Measured in minute particles of moisture - Yoon Ha Lee "When Soft the Water Fell"

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My insomniac answer to self-addressed prayers - Gary Copeland Lilley "Alpha Zulu"

In the small hours even God drinks alone - Gary Copeland Lilley "Alpha Zulu"

Red eyes burning back in the mirror - Gary Copeland Lilley "Alpha Zulu"

Who's gathered too many addresses, too many goodbyes - Gary Copeland Lilley "Alpha Zulu"

Left to keep subtracting from my life - Gary Copeland Lilley "Alpha Zulu"

All my bones scattered across the floor - Gary Copeland Lilley "Alpha Zulu"

Wear the epitaph of one of your old suits - Gary Copeland Lilley "Unmarked Grave"

For those meals of ash, now you have no stone - Gary Copeland Lilley "Unmarked Grave"

You burned your people like a torch - Gary Copeland Lilley "Unmarked Grave"

A weed stalk is the devil's walking stick - Gary Copeland Lilley "Unmarked Grave"

None of your blood will bring a flower - Gary Copeland Lilley "Unmarked Grave"

And nobody but me will cut this grass - Gary Copeland Lilley "Unmarked Grave"

Knows the need for a transcendent blues - Gary Copeland Lilley "War"

Wars most Americans never know are happening - Gary Copeland Lilley "War"

Black market gun-runners of militias and drug dealers - Gary Copeland Lilley "War"

Where nobody wears any insignia - Gary Copeland Lilley "War"

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The world undresses its wounds - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

Our fingers twist crumbs from air - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

Hungry children abandoned by our country - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

How could we ever be patriots? - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

Every single word my mother could not whisper - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

His children once beggars rise into guerrillas - W.J. Lofton "The Lord is American"

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Nigh impossible to staunch avarice - Ed Lynskey "Mrs. Lincoln's Terror of Moths"

Lest moths pillage my velvet capes - Ed Lynskey "Mrs. Lincoln's Terror of Moths"

Nailed in lockers sealed with beeswax - Ed Lynskey "Mrs. Lincoln's Terror of Moths"

Pardon me for vexing you so - Ed Lynskey "Mrs. Lincoln's Terror of Moths"

Fail at vanquishing my few weaknesses - Ed Lynskey "Mrs. Lincoln's Terror of Moths"

Her wickedness leaves me breathless - Ed Lynskey "Mrs. Lincoln's Terror of Moths"

Chateaus where mammoth Queens once ruled - Ed Lynskey "Mrs. Lincoln's Terror of Moths"

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