Potential Titles: Frank E. Smedley

Has been dining on empires and thrones - Frank E. Smedley "The Enchanted Net"

Firm as the wave-beaten rock - Frank E. Smedley "The Enchanted Net"

A feast for the hooded crows - Frank E. Smedley "The Enchanted Net"

A wonderful state of black velvet and feathers - Frank E. Smedley "Maude Allinghame: A Legend of Hertforshire"

On the terrified drum of his trembling ear - Frank E. Smedley "Maude Allinghame: A Legend of Hertforshire"

A short obligato of curses - Frank E. Smedley "Maude Allinghame: A Legend of Hertforshire"

Like a terrier watching a rat - Frank E. Smedley "Maude Allinghame: A Legend of Hertforshire"

As greyhound from the leash set free - Frank E. Smedley "Maude Allinghame: A Legend of Hertforshire"

Swift as the trackless wind - Frank E. Smedley "Maude Allinghame: A Legend of Hertforshire"

Roused twice by nightmare - Frank E. Smedley "Maude Allinghame: A Legend of Hertforshire"

Bandy high words with an insolent dragon - Frank E. Smedley "Ye Right Ancient Ballad of ye Combat of King Tidrich with ye Dragon"


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Potential Titles: Algernon Charles Swinburne

With cloud and tempest's blackening breath - Algernon Swinburne "Aperotos Eros"

With anguish for a wreath - Algernon Swinburne "Aperotos Eros"

In the chant of a home-faring crew - Algernon Swinburne "At Sea"

And the heart in us echoes - Algernon Swinburne "At Sea"

Blown buds of barren flowers - Algernon Charles Swinburne "At the End of All Desire"

Time stoops to no man's lure - Algernon Charles Swinburne "At the End of All Desire"

Four apples on the bough - Algernon Charles Swinburne "August"

Both lips grew dry with dreams - Algernon Charles Swinburne "August"

The red moons wane to white - Algernon Charles Swinburne "August"

Three hours before the moon - Algernon Charles Swinburne "August"

From the harvest's middle floor - Algernon Charles Swinburne "August"

Between two dates of death - Algernon Swinburne "Autumn and Winter"

Wan with wrath of wind and rain - Algernon Swinburne "Autumn and Winter"

Who loved the lord of music - Algernon Swinburne "Autumn and Winter"

A herald soul before its master's flying - Algernon Swinburne "Autumn and Winter"

Bitterer than a soundless tear - Algernon Swinburne "A Baby's Death"

Hid my heart in a nest of roses - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Ballad of Dreamland"

Under the roses I hid my heart - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Ballad of Dreamland"

Only the song of a secret bird - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Ballad of Dreamland"

Writ in the traveller's chart - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Ballad of Dreamland"

The swallows of dreams through its dim fields dart - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Ballad of Dreamland"

No hound's not wakens the wildwood hart - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Ballad of Dreamland"

A month or twain to live on honeycomb - Algernon Charles Swinburne "Before Parting"

But one tires of scented time - Algernon Charles Swinburne "Before Parting"

Where the wine's heart has burst - Algernon Charles Swinburne "Before Parting"

The bitter taste ensuing on the sweet - Algernon Charles Swinburne "Before Parting"

Each change of love in eyelids and eyebrows - Algernon Charles Swinburne "Before Parting"

Not yet worth patience to regret - Algernon Charles Swinburne "Before Parting"

Redressing grief's worst wrongs - Algernon Swinburne "Benediction"

Bright as heaven's bare brow - Algernon Swinburne "Change"

From time's full-flowering bough - Algernon Swinburne "Change"

That draws breath so sad - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

Weary of all but death - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

What shall my heart broken profit thee? - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

As my tears fill her bed - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

Though my leaves shut before the sunflower - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

That live down here in shade - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

Feeds his heart full of the day - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

Sleep with the world's eldest dead - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

Vision vex me alive and dead - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

Moving vision without form or breath - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

Lost with her love in the underworld - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

If such sweet and bitter things be done - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

On a holy and a heavy day - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

Fervent flower made fruitful from the sun - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]

Time, with a gift of tears - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Creation of Man"

Sliding sand from under the feet of the years - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Creation of Man"

Dust of the labouring earth - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Creation of Man"

A month without sight of the sun - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

On the twilight of older faces - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

A whole dead month in the dark - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Poured forth of immortal cups - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

The golden vintage of Shakespeare - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Fires in the spheres of stars - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

As keen as the heart of Mars - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

And cowslips cold in his hands - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Clad all in mourning dresses - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Dreams that strive to seem awake - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Divided from heaven and derided of dreams - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

The bones of one bare month - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Moved his fancy like a feather - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

To the sunny storm of laughter - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Why should May remember March - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

The nights that a frost could fret - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Nor yet September binds their hearts - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Reproving the heart that exults too loud - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Though love in your heart were brittle - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Between my work and my dreams - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

In the dawn's rekindling urn - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

From the crowning star of the seven - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

That crown the north world's head - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

The word on the lips of the rose - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Sure as spring gives warning - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

With chant from the chorus of days - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Of days without crown - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

The jubilant whirl of their dizzy dance - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Blended of wild spring's wildest of kin - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Strong as a wild swan's pinions - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Friend of hopes foregone - Algernon Swinburne "A Dead Friend"

Saw what none shall see anew - Algernon Swinburne "A Dead Friend"

Soul as clear as sunlit dew - Algernon Swinburne "A Dead Friend"

Love which promised truth - Algernon Swinburne "A Dead Friend"

Faith responds to love's regret - Algernon Swinburne "A Dead Friend"

Harsh the yoke that binds them - Algernon Swinburne "Death and Birth"

Fountains of darkness and tempest and thunder - Algernon Swinburne "The Death of Richard Wagner"

From heights where the soul would be - Algernon Swinburne "The Death of Richard Wagner"

The spell of the mage of music - Algernon Swinburne "The Death of Richard Wagner"

A vision of heaven from the hollows of ocean - Algernon Swinburne "The Death of Richard Wagner"

Out of the silence of things unknown - Algernon Swinburne "The Death of Richard Wagner"

A terror and wonder whose core was joy - Algernon Swinburne "The Death of Richard Wagner"

A passion of thought set free - Algernon Swinburne "The Death of Richard Wagner"

Some roof of wildwood tree - Algernon Swinburne "A Dialogue"

When Time and strong Oblivion ask - Algernon Swinburne "A Dialogue"

Cloud that darkens earth and sea - Algernon Swinburne "A Dialogue"

Harsh time's imperious child - Algernon Swinburne "Discord"

That wed strange hands together - Algernon Swinburne "Discord"

The light from either's memory shed - Algernon Swinburne "Discord"

A fire of heart untamed - Algernon Swinburne "Eros"

With shafts by thousands aimed - Algernon Swinburne "Eros"

Veiled by change that ebbs and flows - Algernon Swinburne "Eros"

Eyes full of dawning day - Algernon Swinburne "First Footsteps"

Too blithe for song to say - Algernon Swinburne "First Footsteps"

Where the sun's dart clove her - Algernon Swinburne "Flower-Pieces: I. Love Lies Bleeding"

By the midsummer moon misguided - Algernon Swinburne "Flower-Pieces: II. Love in a Mist'

For barley and rye are not clover - A.C. Swinburne "The Higher Pantheism in a Nutshell"

Ringed round with cliffs and moors - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

Whose guard secures the heavenly bay - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

Though sight be changed for memory - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

What new delight of waters - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

Wild autumn exults in the wind - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

Swift rapture and strong - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

A chant to the sea-tide's chorus - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

On Dante's track by some funereal spell - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

Drawn down through desperate ways - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

Where earth's foundations crack - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

The secrets of the sepulchres of hell - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

A labyrinth walled and roofed with woe - Algernon Swinburne "In Guernsey: To Theodore Watts"

Have drunken of Lethe at length - Algernon Swinburne "In Harbour"

As mourners clothed with regret - Algernon Swinburne "In Harbour"

Close from the wind and at ease from the tide - Algernon Swinburne "In Harbour"

A shrine where the sunlight serves - Algernon Swinburne "Insularum Ocelle"

Of a song that outsang the lark - Algernon Swinburne "Insularum Ocelle"

For the rapture of storm-spent eyes - Algernon Swinburne "Insularum Ocelle"

Can June's fist grasp May? - A.C. Swinburne "John Jones"

When summer leaves grow false - A.C. Swinburne "John Jones"

Cards packed for storm's play - A.C. Swinburne "John Jones"

Flies caught in time's mesh - A.C. Swinburne "John Jones"

Still and glad of silence - Algernon Swinburne "A Landscape by Courbet"

The wind speaks only summer - Algernon Swinburne "A Landscape by Courbet"

Go hence together without fear - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Leave Taking"

Over all old things and all things dear - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Leave Taking"

Though we sang as angels in her ear - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Leave Taking"

Full of blown sand and foam - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Leave Taking"

Remembering days and words that were - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Leave Taking"

That pierces heart and spirit - Algernon Swinburne "The Lute and the Lyre"

As burns the passion of the rose - Algernon Swinburne "The Lute and the Lyre"

The yearning of the blossom toward the fruit - Algernon Swinburne "The Lute and the Lyre"

Bring April forth as a bride to wed - Algernon Swinburne "Marzo Pazzo"

The dreamy decline of the dawn - A.C. Swinburne "Nephelidia"

Fainter with fear of the fires - A.C. Swinburne "Nephelidia"

Pale with the promise of pride - A.C. Swinburne "Nephelidia"

Mystical moods and triangular tenses - A.C. Swinburne "Nephelidia"

All the wrath of waking wind and sea - Algernon Swinburne "A Night-Piece by Millet"

Crossed and curdled wells and streams - Algernon Swinburne "A Ninth Birthday. February 4, 1883"

With clarions blowing three times twice - Algernon Swinburne "A Ninth Birthday. February 4, 1883"

With years and memories piled - Algernon Swinburne "Not a Child"

Rest, forget, be reconciled - Algernon Swinburne "Not a Child"

Wailing aloud from a heart unhealed - Algernon Swinburne "On an Old Roundel"

A wild dove lost in the whirling snow - Algernon Swinburne "On an Old Roundel"

Night outspeeding light - Algernon Swinburne "One of Twain"

Such hopes as time discrowns - Algernon Swinburne "Past Days"

Fitful with supreme suspense - Algernon Swinburne "Plus Intra"

The goal of hope's surmises - Algernon Swinburne "Plus Ultra"

To hide in yet more deep disguises - Algernon Swinburne "Plus Ultra"

All the dreams that make him fearful - Algernon Swinburne "Plus Ultra"

Fade at forethought's touch - Algernon Swinburne "Plus Ultra"

Thronging the ways of the wind - Algernon Swinburne "Recollections"

The flames of remembered fires - Algernon Swinburne "Recollections"

Paths that the moon of memory cheers - Algernon Swinburne "Recollections"

With cunning of sound unsought - Algernon Swinburne "The Roundel"

To hand in the ear of thought - Algernon Swinburne "The Roundel"

Far-fetched and dear-bought - Algernon Swinburne "A Singing Lesson"

With possession of music unsought - Algernon Swinburne "A Singing Lesson"

No jealous god's mercies - Algernon Swinburne "A Singing Lesson"

Through darkness naked and steep - Algernon Swinburne "Sleep"

The gifts of his grace recover - Algernon Swinburne "Sleep"

A rust-red share in an empty furrow - Algernon Swinburne "Sorrow"

Eyes too proud to thank the sky and sea - Algernon Swinburne "Three Faces: I. Ventimiglia"

Out of the dark pure twilight - Algernon Swinburne "Three Faces: III. Venice"

Bloodred lines of loss and blame - Algernon Swinburne "Time and Life"

Born of high-souled hope - Algernon Swinburne "To Dora Dorian"

Before our lives divide for ever - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Swift to fasten and swift to sever - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Though the gods and the years relent - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Fruitless husk and fugitive flower - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

The dream foregone and the deed forborne - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Wine and bread without lees or leaven - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Mother of loves and hours - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Mother of mutable winds and hours - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Cold and clean as her faint salt flowers - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Hope at highest and all her fruit - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Time at fullest and all his dower - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The
Triumph of Time"

Dreams that smote with a keener dart - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

The little snakes that eat my heart - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

On the tender tongue of the little snakes - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Clasped and clothed in the cloven clay - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

In the dark with the dreams and the dews - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Struck through by the dream - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Mixed into me as honey in wine - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

For death is one, and the fates are three - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Clothed with the light of the sun - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Dust and laurels and gold and sand - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Woven a veil for the weeping face - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Whose lips have drunken the wine of tears - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

With soft spun verses and tears unshed - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

The cold old crimes and the deeds thrown by - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Smiles of silver and kisses of gold - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

The iron hollow of doubtful heaven - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

The swords in my heart for one were seven - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Splendid summer and perfume and pride - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Subtle and cruel of heart - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

The sound of time, the rhyme of the years - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Wrecked hope and passionate pain - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

Where the soul's delight takes fire - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

The music burning at heart like wine - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

All senses mixed in the spirit's cup - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

The wind's way in the deep sky's hollow - Algernon Swinburne "The Way of the Wind"

Shows the swallow the wind's way - Algernon Swinburne "The Way of the Wind"

To the haven where each would be - Algernon Charles Swinburne "White Butterflies"


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Potential Titles: Sam Sax

the body is ink in the earth - Sam Sax "Bury"

death's a similar kind of commerce - Sam Sax "Bury"

thrashing in the white space between - Sam Sax "Bury"

through so many apocalypses - Sam Sax "My Hole. My Whole"

that occur nightly in this late stage of the collapsing - Sam Sax "My Hole. My Whole"

back to some childhood we never got to live - Sam Sax "My Hole. My Whole"

not my down payment or my dowery - Sam Sax "My Hole. My Whole"

of naming what is by what is not - Sam Sax "My Hole. My Whole"

we leave our objects behind us - Sam Sax "Objectophile"

collect our dead's leavings & listen - Sam Sax "Objectophile"

a student first of ingratitude - Sam Sax "Pedagogy"

ungracious as a wasp - Sam Sax "Pedagogy"

a knot in a history of rope - Sam Sax "Pedagogy"

beats the page until knuckles singe - Sam Sax "Pedagogy"

The singed end of a family line - Sam Sax "Poem in Which the Writer Sees Himself in an Old Textbook, 1943"

sung names into their absence - Sam Sax "Politics of Elegy"

the gulf between an epitaph & an epic - Sam Sax "Politics of Elegy"

a ghost haunting my wallet - Sam Sax "Politics of Elegy"


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Potential Titles: Analicia Sotelo

One smile could sustain me - Analicia Sotelo "Bitch Instinct"

A museum of appliances on every porch - Analicia Sotelo "Eating the Moon in Cotulla, TX"

Sliding from one world to another - Analicia Sotelo "Eating the Moon in Cotulla, TX"

Mesquites with nothing to lose - Analicia Sotelo "Eating the Moon in Cotulla, TX"

With the physics of an asteroid - Analicia Sotelo "Eating the Moon in Cotulla, TX"

Staked a claim on the cosmos - Analicia Sotelo "Eating the Moon in Cotulla, TX"

Far beyond our boastful sun - Analicia Sotelo "Eating the Moon in Cotulla, TX"

Ignoring its copious lizards - Analicia Sotelo "Grace Among the Ferns"

Grace among the ferns - Analicia Sotelo "Grace Among the Ferns"

Vanished into the land of the yellow jackets - Analicia Sotelo "Quemado, Texas"

Swerving in their upper kingdoms - Analicia Sotelo "Quemado, Texas"

Where the grass is hidden with a hungry hue - Analicia Sotelo "Quemado, Texas"

The mesquites know their time to burn - Analicia Sotelo "Quemado, Texas"

Accost the air with a sentient beauty - Analicia Sotelo "Quemado, Texas"

Calls the river line to attention - Analicia Sotelo "Quemado, Texas"

Just an iridescence doing what nature demands - Analicia Sotelo "Quemado, Texas"

As the sun pours its gold silt throughout the valley - Analicia Sotelo "Quemado, Texas"


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Potential Titles: Richard Siken

Canopied with devastated clouds - Richard Siken "Dirty Valentine"

Love always wakes the dragon - Richard Siken "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out"

The tabernacle reconstructed - Richard Siken "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out"

If the window is over your heart - Richard Siken "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out"

Build me a city and call it Jerusalem - Richard Siken "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out"

More seats reserved for heroes - Richard Siken "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out"

What the night is thinking - Richard Siken "Little Beast"

A desire not to disturb the air - Richard Siken "Little Beast"

A glass already laced with frost - Richard Siken "Little Beast"

Running out of lullabies - Richard Siken "Little Beast"

Cities under crowns of snow - Richard Siken "Seaside Improvisation"

Standing in a constant cone of light - Richard Siken "Seaside Improvisation"

Without having to confess anything - Richard Siken "The Torn-Up Road"

In an effort to make the minutes stop - Richard Siken "The Torn-Up Road"

Night spilling over them like gasoline - Richard Siken "The Torn-Up Road"

The prayer of going nowhere - Richard Siken "The Torn-Up Road"

Too small for any hope or promise - Richard Siken "The Torn-Up Road"


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Potential Titles: Duncan Campbell Scott

The hermit thrush begins again - Duncan Campbell Scott "The End of the Day"

A group of silver birches, bursting into blood - Duncan Campbell Scott "The Fifteenth of April"

Under Venus sings the vesper sparrow - Duncan Campbell Scott "The Fifteenth of April"

The wary dog stands by - Duncan Campbell Scott "A Flock of Sheep"

Knew the name of every sheep - Duncan Campbell Scott "A Flock of Sheep"

When cold has stilled the wind - Duncan Campbell Scott "Frost"

In the silver silence wind his horn - Duncan Campbell Scott "Frost"

Hid in the hazel ring - Duncan Campbell Scott "Home Song"

The wolf-tongued rapid howl - Duncan Campbell Scott "Home Song"

Sober bulk and adamantine hold - Duncan Campbell Scott "Home Song"

Comes like a swallow veering home - Duncan Campbell Scott "Memory"

Filled your canvas curves with rose - Duncan Campbell Scott "Off Riviere du Loup"

Beneath the river's roof of stars - Duncan Campbell Scott "Off Riviere du Loup"


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Potential Titles: Muriel Stuart

Keep a tryst with cunning - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

A hurt beast flinching at the light - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

Night runs in my blood - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

A dread and pitiless flowering - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

Fairest songs sung to caged birds - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

Unforbidden clouds in aery harness - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

The little Dust blown from their bitter mouths - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

I drink at dead men's lips - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

My Grail is blood at midnight - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

Merciful skies, uncradle your mist - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

Break your breast in murdering stone - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

Untwist your fang from the cloud - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

Whom the years forbade to stand - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

And in your name Medusa smiled - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

The shackled feet of centuries - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

Hurled unsceptred to my glory - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

Who was nursed on fear and folly - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

From what clear wells of wonder - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

With faces to the morning - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

The sands telling golden hours - Muriel Stuart "Boys Bathing"

To whom the Siren sings in vain - Muriel Stuart "Boys Bathing"

Give me no coil of daemon flowers - Muriel Stuart "The Cloudberry"

Give me wild things of moss and peat - Muriel Stuart "The Cloudberry"

First rapture of our wild, estranging blood - Muriel Stuart "The Father"

Turns to naught the lilac's miracle - Muriel Stuart "The Father"

Like a trodden snake you turned - Muriel Stuart "The Father"

Flashed up the startled skies - Muriel Stuart "Forgotten Dead, I Salute You"

Gentle history of the rain - Muriel Stuart "Forgotten Dead, I Salute You"

The sharp finger-tips of frost - Muriel Stuart "Forgotten Dead, I Salute You"

Grain that goes heavy to harvesting - Muriel Stuart "In Memory of Douglas Vernon Cow"

Who bid good-bye at snowdrop time - Muriel Stuart "In Memory of Douglas Vernon Cow"

Bear with them broken promises of Spring - Muriel Stuart "In Memory of Douglas Vernon Cow"

These salt hands holding sweetness - Muriel Stuart "Lady Hamilton"

Brine and honey in one bed - Muriel Stuart "Lady Hamilton"

Heart breaking hand upon the lute - Muriel Stuart "Leda"

Frost upon the eyes of flowers - Muriel Stuart "Leda"

Last year's frost and last year's fruit - Muriel Stuart "Leda"

Thoughts like bees in lavender - Muriel Stuart "Madala Goes by the Orphanage"

One of the wind's stories - Muriel Stuart "Man and His Makers"

A fancy of the rain - Muriel Stuart "Man and His Makers"

A memory of high noon's glories - Muriel Stuart "Man and His Makers"

The hint the sunset had of pain - Muriel Stuart "Man and His Makers"

Sister shade and phantom brother - Muriel Stuart "Man and His Makers"

Twilight is in my blood - Muriel Stuart "Man and His Makers"

Go hence with flowers and weeds - Muriel Stuart "Man and His Makers"

Danced it to dust and drugged it with the rose - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"

To the last ramparts of disguise - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"

Knitting myself into Eternity - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"

No answer for life's grey monotonies - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"

Must pay the rose's price - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"

A feud too old to settle - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"

Long thwarted of their prey - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"

Without hope or rumour of reprieve - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"

Your old foolish judgments of desire - Muriel Stuart "The New Aspasia"

Brims not with Borgia's wine - Muriel Stuart "The New Aspasia"

True to your sad violence - Muriel Stuart "The New Aspasia"

The gold, unlaced, dew-drunken daffodils - Muriel Stuart "The New Aspasia"

Dew-drunken daffodils shouting the dawn - Muriel Stuart "The New Aspasia"

Day in twilight's hair bound safe - Muriel Stuart "The New Aspasia"

Transient passion with its stains and stings - Muriel Stuart "The New Aspasia"

Nor turn your lips away from Phryne's silver limbs - Muriel Stuart "The New Aspasia"

Stir beneath June's magic kiss - Muriel Stuart "The Seed Shop"

A dale of hawthorn dreams - Muriel Stuart "The Seed Shop"

A cedar in this narrow cell is thrust - Muriel Stuart "The Seed Shop"

Drink deeply of a century's streams - Muriel Stuart "The Seed Shop"

The bitter thing that treachery is - Muriel Stuart "Shrift"

Only these hungry miser-words - Muriel Stuart "Sic Transit--"

Empty shells on sea-spurned sands - Muriel Stuart "A Song for Old Love"

A passion that Time has crowned - Muriel Stuart "A Song for Old Love"

Takes the golden spendthrift's trail - Muriel Stuart "The Thief of Beauty"

Winter rattling at the door of June - Muriel Stuart "The Thief of Beauty"

Twisting bright swift thread on airy looms - Muriel Stuart "The Thief of Beauty"

Between two common days - Muriel Stuart "To-- [Between two common days this day was hung]"

And love was sold upon your lips - Muriel Stuart "To-- [Between two common days this day was hung]"

A warm stream in frozen lands - Muriel Stuart "The Tryst"

That scourge the thundering line - Muriel Stuart "Words"

The lost battle and the ruined shrine - Muriel Stuart "Words"

The wistful lyre of winds forlorn - Muriel Stuart "Words"

Marlowe hurled forth huge stars - Muriel Stuart "Words"

Have given the jackal wings - Muriel Stuart "Words"

Trailing their pageants of the mud - Muriel Stuart "Words"


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Potential Titles: Charles Sangster

Through the jasper-colored sphere - Charles Sangster "The Illumined Goal"

Through the lattice of my senses - Charles Sangster "A Living Temple"

And offers incense in her heart - Charles Sangster "A Living Temple"

But love can gather the sweetest honey - Charles Sangster "Love's Renewal"

Carve our sorrows on the face of joy - Charles Sangster "Love's Renewal"

Conducts us through an opening door - Charles Sangster "'Tis Summer Still"

Hand in hand with grave experience - Charles Sangster "'Tis Summer Still"


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Potential Titles: May Swenson

Bludgeons of light to force your seams - May Swenson "After the Flight of Ranger 17"

Glistening in the continuous rain of meteorites - May Swenson "After the Flight of Ranger 17"

Blown to you from between the stars - May Swenson "After the Flight of Ranger 17"

In the cracks of your cold volcanoes - May Swenson "After the Flight of Ranger 17"

My underworld of ultraviolet wisdom - May Swenson "At Truro"

A bright geyser of metal-petaled sound - May Swenson "A Bird's Life"

Sarcastic barks from the starlings - May Swenson "A Bird's Life"

The seven fragrances of the rainbow - May Swenson "The Blindman"

Placed a tulip on his tongue - May Swenson "The Blindman"

Fallen beads of sight - May Swenson "The Blindman"

Yellow melting like a firework petal - May Swenson "Colors Without Objects"

Orange slots of hot thought - May Swenson "Colors Without Objects"

Slim to a snow of needles - May Swenson "Colors Without Objects"

A few iridium specks of idea - May Swenson "Colors Without Objects"

Always walking through halls of cloud - May Swenson "Earth Your Dancing Place"

Through high hedges of the green rain - May Swenson "Earth Your Dancing Place"

A stage lighted and waiting for your step - May Swenson "Earth Your Dancing Place"

The earth carpeted with sunlight - May Swenson "Earth Your Dancing Place"

Silver wind for your dancing place - May Swenson "Earth Your Dancing Place"

A mask of shadow that stood between - May Swenson "First Walk on the Moon"

Lest ambition make us fall - May Swenson "First Walk on the Moon"

Surveyed our vacant outpost - May Swenson "First Walk on the Moon"

Possessed of tearing breath - May Swenson "Hearing the Wind at Night"

Straightened and resumed its vegetable oath - May Swenson "Hearing the Wind at Night"

The forest threw itself into tantrum - May Swenson "Hearing the Wind at Night"

Grass growing upside down in the dark - May Swenson "Rain at Wildwood"

Roots in the clouds - May Swenson "Rain at Wildwood"

The raccoon's prowl was almost silent - May Swenson "Rain at Wildwood"

Notes and dyes of jay and towhee - May Swenson "Rain at Wildwood"

Released tangy dews and ozones - May Swenson "Rain at Wildwood"

By those hours marked older - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

The cinema of dreams streams through - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

Streams through our sandgrain skulls - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

Unclasp a restless froth of light - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

An aging pin that juggler sun once threw - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

Other blazing objects out around its crown - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

In a carousel of staring light - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

The ready fruit in clusters - May Swenson "Strawberrying"

Dressed in Eden's green apron - May Swenson"That the Soul May Wax Plump"

To teach the body to be hollow - May Swenson"That the Soul May Wax Plump"

Cryptic concert in their wake - May Swenson "Three Jet Planes"

The invisible boiling wind of sound - May Swenson "Three Jet Planes"

Connected to her exquisite heart - May Swenson "The Watch"


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Potential Titles: Virna Sheard

Close to the coast of Fear - Virna Sheard "Before the Dawn"

Light garments brush against the dark - Virna Sheard "Before the Dawn

Through the hour that scars and sears - Virna Sheard "Carry On!"

Legions in the flame-torn sky - Virna Sheard "Carry On!"

On the bitter roads of France - Virna Sheard "Crosses"

The crimson death-lights dance - Virna Sheard "Crosses"

The great suns burn into whitest ash - Virna Sheard "The Cry"

Roses with their hearts of gold - Virna Sheard "Dreams"

The tissue of all wings is woven - Virna Sheard "Dreams"

My garden where the tulips grow - Virna Sheard "Lament"

A cradle that the moon rocks - Virna Sheard "The Sea"

Sing them an endless lullaby - Virna Sheard "The Sea"

Blaze a trail in blood - Virna Sheard "The Shells"

Hew a road of woe - Virna Sheard "The Shells"

Rides upon the whirlwind - Virna Sheard "The Shells"

Swept the blue from the sky - Virna Sheard "A War Chant"

Their deeds were written with the stars - Virna Sheard "The Young Knights"

Golden letters on the midnight sky - Virna Sheard "The Young Knights"


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Potential Titles: Taras Shevchenko

Sown with human woes - Taras Shevchenko "Caucasus" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Clad in monstrous chains of frost - Taras Shevchenko "Caucasus" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Is in the heart asleep - Taras Shevchenko "Death of the Soul" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

To stand again on these stolen hills - Taras Shevchenko "A Dream" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

My heart eaten out with sorrow - Taras Shevchenko "A Dream" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Shivering like a great grey bull - Taras Shevchenko "Hamaleia" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Into the Black Sea's ribs were hurled - Taras Shevchenko "Hamaleia" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Brother forest, sister river - Taras Shevchenko "Hamaleia" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Have eyes forgotten their tryst to keep? - Taras Shevchenko "Hymn of Exile" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

That foreign sun may burn him not - Taras Shevchenko "Mighty Wind" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Graves by cloud wreaths kissed - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Pity this ragged luck of mine - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

To my tears shall bend - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Poison herbs in vain she sought - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Full of beehives like boulders - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Quarrel of yesterday choked off - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

With ox-teams great in the fall - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Fermented honey with spices dashed - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Comes not back again - Taras Shevchenko "The Night of Taras" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Like falcon swift did flee - Taras Shevchenko "The Night of Taras" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Our hated foes are feasting - Taras Shevchenko "The Night of Taras" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

With red serpent on the water - Taras Shevchenko "The Night of Taras" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

While black vultures scream - Taras Shevchenko "The Night of Taras" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

On the tomb a raven sits - Taras Shevchenko "The Night of Taras" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Each one in heart is setting snares - Taras Shevchenko "On the Eleventh Psalm" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Like the trampled grass shall perish - Taras Shevchenko "On the Eleventh Psalm" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Hammered, beaten, seven times melted - Taras Shevchenko "On the Eleventh Psalm" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

The years flow after them - Taras Shevchenko "A Poem of Exile" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Written on the heart - Taras Shevchenko "A Poem of Exile" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

My tear-embroidered songs - Taras Shevchenko "A Poem of Exile" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Angel guards beside them - Taras Shevchenko "Prayer II" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Such the reward of toiling hands - Taras Shevchenko "Prayer IV" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

O'er ancient tombs keep watch - Taras Shevchenko "To Jacques de Balmont" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

To Caesar's high-exalted throne - Taras Shevchenko "To the Circassians" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Have we not our Brutuses - Taras Shevchenko "To the Dead" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Mud of Moscow, scum of Warsaw - Taras Shevchenko "To the Dead" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Their fetters and their glory - Taras Shevchenko "To the Dead" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Despise not your own - Taras Shevchenko "To the Dead" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

With thy stock of haloes - Taras Shevchenko "To the Goddess of Fame" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

One to the thief of Versailles - Taras Shevchenko "To the Goddess of Fame" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Hurled by sorrow wave on wave - Taras Shevchenko "To the Makers of Sentimental Idyls" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter


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Potential Titles: Joyce Sidman

Our ship through light and darkness - Joyce Sidman "Always at Home"

Bright chips of sunlight flung skyward - Joyce Sidman "Always Together"

And don the bright colors of scarlet and gold - Joyce Sidman "Ballad of the Wandering Eft"

Drops down from the echoing room of night - Joyce Sidman "Bat Wraps Up"

Who sing from a distant place - Joyce Sidman "Blessing from the Stars"

You are alone in your orbit - Joyce Sidman "Blessing from the Stars"

The thin wind of loneliness may howl - Joyce Sidman "Blessing from the Stars"

Suck the breath from your fire - Joyce Sidman "Blessing from the Stars"

See how many other hearts are burning - Joyce Sidman "Blessing from the Stars"

Our light in our vast, brilliant constellations - Joyce Sidman "Blessing from the Stars"

Find my place in this shifting world - Joyce Sidman "Blessing on the Curl of Cat"

Equally willing to purr or leap - Joyce Sidman "Blessing on the Curl of Cat"

Should misfortune bind your wings - Joyce Sidman "Blessing on the Downtrodden"

Fly before you to find us shelter - Joyce Sidman "Blessing on the Downtrodden"

Should your armor crack - Joyce Sidman "Blessing on the Downtrodden"

I will hold the pieces steady - Joyce Sidman "Blessing on the Downtrodden"

His fur hold the wind's breath - Joyce Sidman "Blessing on the Smell of Dog"

From the treasures he gathers so diligently - Joyce Sidman "Blessing on the Smell of Dog"

The warm scent buried like a promise - Joyce Sidman "Blessing on the Smell of Dog"

With fireworks, trailing fame and glory - Joyce Sidman "Come, Happiness"

Governed by mysterious principles - Joyce Sidman "Come, Happiness"

With a cool kiss of surprise - Joyce Sidman "Come, Happiness"

A breeze sucked in by eager lungs - Joyce Sidman "Come, Happiness"

Fill us with your splendid breath - Joyce Sidman "Come, Happiness"

The vast, breathing darkness of your realm - Joyce Sidman "Dark Emperor"

Dark Emperor of hooked face and hungry eye - Joyce Sidman "Dark Emperor"

Plunge down to deep worlds - Joyce Sidman "Deep Currents"

Flickering fish and swirls of tiny plankton - Joyce Sidman "Deep Currents"

Open my armored wings - Joyce Sidman "Diving Beetle's Food-Sharing Rules"

Within which everything is mine - Joyce Sidman "Diving Beetle's Food-Sharing Rules"

Do not forget what is mine - Joyce Sidman "Diving Beetle's Food-Sharing Rules"

Dry your wings in moonlight - Joyce Sidman "Fly, Dragonfly!"

Climbed from the shallows to don your dragon-colors - Joyce Sidman "Fly, Dragonfly!"

The sea belongs to giants - Joyce Sidman "Giants"

The gray ones that linger at wood's edge - Joyce Sidman "The Gray Ones"

Eyes of glass hooves of stone - Joyce Sidman "The Gray Ones"

A word hunting its own meaning - Joyce Sidman "He"

Climb a hill where the sky is wide - Joyce Sidman "Heartless"

As darkness wraps me in its arms - Joyce Sidman "Heartless"

Throw a few stones into the belly of the night - Joyce Sidman "Heartless"

Shout to flush the brooding crows - Joyce Sidman "Heartless"

The rhythm of your own heart's disquiet - Joyce Sidman "How to Find a Poem"

In the sideways glance of morning - Joyce Sidman "I Find Peace"

In the flashing arms of a crowd - Joyce Sidman "I Find Peace"

Had loosened their grip on the world - Joyce Sidman "Illness: A Conversation"

We are gathering clouds instead - Joyce Sidman "Illness: A Conversation"

We are waiting for every last tear - Joyce Sidman "Illness: A Conversation"

The one whose hands are full of sky - Joyce Sidman "Illness: A Conversation"

A secret, silent, sparkling sight - Joyce Sidman "In the Almost-Light"

Berries grown on the vines of night - Joyce Sidman "In the Almost-Light"

Jewels of dawn in the cool night's breeze - Joyce Sidman "In the Almost-Light"

Last breath, last sight of light - Joyce Sidman "Into the Mud"

Slows to its winter rhythm - Joyce Sidman "Into the Mud"

Melting each frozen bone - Joyce Sidman "Invisibility Spell"

Soften to one smooth horizon - Joyce Sidman "Invocation for Sandcastles"

Building things that don't need to last - Joyce Sidman "Invocation for Sandcastles"

Fear in my back pocket - Joyce Sidman "Journal of 73 Seconds"

To drink the air and taste the sun - Joyce Sidman "Lake's Promise"

In dizzy rings of clouds and sky - Joyce Sidman "Lake's Promise"

Around my deep unchanging heart - Joyce Sidman "Lake's Promise"

That showed me the world aslant - Joyce Sidman "Lament for My Old Life"

Finally ready to give that old life away - Joyce Sidman "Lament for My Old Life"

Whose eyes sand through the dark - Joyce Sidman "Lament for Teddy"

Whose scent swallowed all nightmares - Joyce Sidman "Lament for Teddy"

Drank in secrets and wonderings - Joyce Sidman "Lament for Teddy"

Huddled in our buds waiting to bloom - Joyce Sidman "Letter to the Sun"

The only ones still singing are the frogs - Joyce Sidman "Letter to the Sun"

That is when my heart thaws - Joyce Sidman "Listen for Me"

A vast swirling sea of lava - Joyce Sidman "Long Memory"

Unfolds like a primrose, pale and scented - Joyce Sidman "Love Poem of the Primrose Moth"

Another eternity of sunbeams - Joyce Sidman "Moon's Lament"

From vast pale networks underground - Joyce Sidman "The Mushrooms Come"

Ancient cities built on cliffs - Joyce Sidman "The Mushrooms Come"

Eat your triumphs, eat your mistakes - Joyce Sidman "Night-Spider's Advice"

To remake the world each night - Joyce Sidman "Night-Spider's Advice"

A thousand crickets scream my name - Joyce Sidman "Oak After Dark"

To stand while all the seasons fly - Joyce Sidman "Oak After Dark"

To anchor earth, to touch the sky - Joyce Sidman "Oak After Dark"

The pale pewter path of the trees' parting - Joyce Sidman "Riding a Bike at Night"

Cool scarves of air whipping past - Joyce Sidman "Riding a Bike at Night"

Wading into the river of forgiveness - Joyce Sidman "The River of Forgiveness"

Folded close beneath whisker and chin - Joyce Sidman "Shhh! They Are Sleeping"

Forget anything you ever wanted - Joyce Sidman "Sleep Charm"

And swim, shimmering, into the dream beyond - Joyce Sidman "Sleep Charm"

Through all its dark and absent hours - Joyce Sidman "Sleep Charm"

And spin into whorls of light - Joyce Sidman "Snail at Moonrise"

My heart waits for direction - Joyce Sidman "Song in a Strange Land"

A rooster has found the dawn - Joyce Sidman "Song in a Strange Land"

Out through the door of my own shadow - Joyce Sidman "Song of Bravery"

Of plunging deep, I have no fear - Joyce Sidman "Song of the Water Boatman and Backswimmer's Refrain"

Hide down deep where the sun is not - Joyce Sidman "Song of the Water Boatman and Backswimmer's Refrain"

Among the weeds I'll always be - Joyce Sidman "Song of the Water Boatman and Backswimmer's Refrain"

We who glide along the surface - Joyce Sidman "Starting Now"

Feel the currents of each other's lives - Joyce Sidman "Starting Now"

Weave for each other a garment of brightness - Joyce Sidman "Starting Now"

The tangle of truths through which we must weave - Joyce Sidman "Teacher"

Bring forth all galloping things - Joyce Sidman "Time Spells: I. (To Speed Up)"

Shatter and scurry with the pounding of feet - Joyce Sidman "Time Spells: I. (To Speed Up)"

Love scarlet adore pink thrive on orange - Joyce Sidman "Ultraviolet"

All of you who crawl and creep - Joyce Sidman "Welcome to the Night"

You who make the forest sing - Joyce Sidman "Welcome to the Night"

A feast of sound and spark - Joyce Sidman "Welcome to the Night"

The hollow reverberating with shock - Joyce Sidman "When Death Comes"

A terrible gulf between before and after - Joyce Sidman "When Death Comes"

Poised in endless possibility - Joyce Sidman "Where Is My Body?"


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Potential Titles: Edith Sitwell

Sharp and rainbow splinters - Edith Sitwell "Fireworks"

The silk pavilions of the sea - Edith Sitwell "Fireworks"

Petals blown from flower-hued stars - Edith Sitwell "Fireworks"

Through the pavilions of the Infinite - Edith Sitwell "Fireworks"

Black as our loss - Edith Sitwell "Still Falls the Rain"

Giggles like towers of glass - Edith Sitwell "Switchback"


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Potential Titles: Maurya Simon

Who confide in trumpet flowers - Maurya Simon "Angels"

Wince and fidget like bats - Maurya Simon "Angels"

Balance their haloes on hatracks - Maurya Simon "Angels"

Powder their noses with pollen - Maurya Simon "Angels"

Who laugh and unleash earthquakes - Maurya Simon "Angels"

Who sidle in and out of our dreams - Maurya Simon "Angels"

Who live on the edge of doubt - Maurya Simon "Angels"

Who scavenge the fields for lost souls - Maurya Simon "Angels"

Who supervise the study of rainbows - Maurya Simon "Angels"

To return us like fossilized roses - Maurya Simon "Angels"

The wholeness of our original bloom - Maurya Simon "Angels"


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Potential Titles: Eileen Spinelli

Can fly when it dares to - Eileen Spinelli "The Chase"

Its wings a flight of lullabies - Eileen Spinelli "Nighty-Night"

A common roof, with knots and laces - Eileen Spinelli "Those Sociable Weavers"

Penguins fly through watersky - Eileen Spinelli "Water-Wings"

A fence of crows - Eileen Spinelli "What's That Sound?"


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Potential Titles: Elizabeth Spires

Must follow as footprints follow me - Elizabeth Spires "Badger Disguised as a Monk"

A soul with a pockmarked, bitten past - Elizabeth Spires "Badger Disguised as a Monk"

Because even a badger prays - Elizabeth Spires "Badger Disguised as a Monk"

Abandon your nibbling illusions - Elizabeth Spires "Bloated Haiku"

Preying on tiny imaginations - Elizabeth Spires "Bloated Haiku"

Cruised among cold silences - Elizabeth Spires "Coelacanth"

A glassmaker's dream of blue - Elizabeth Spires "Cote d'Azur"

Into ten thousand shining particles - Elizabeth Spires "Cote d'Azur"

After many hints and premonitions - Elizabeth Spires "Grey Garden"

Where sun is sieved to shadow - Elizabeth Spires "A Little Song"

The sorrow of white paper - Elizabeth Spires "A Little Song"

Feeds on what the finches leave behind - Elizabeth Spires "Moment Vanishing"

Scatter on endless dust roads - Elizabeth Spires "Moment Vanishing"

Tossed by unfamiliar dreams - Elizabeth Spires "Nightgown"

The terror of form dissolving - Elizabeth Spires "Nightgown"

Where I shiver but do not freeze - Elizabeth Spires "Nightgown"

Over a streaming patchwork countryside - Elizabeth Spires "Nightgown"

Filled with a wild winter emptiness - Elizabeth Spires "Nightgown"

A shuttered house unnoticed - Elizabeth Spires "On Upnor Road"

Unasked, I have entered a memory - Elizabeth Spires "On Upnor Road"

With love's leisurely vanished pace - Elizabeth Spires "On Upnor Road"

Overexposed in spring sunlight - Elizabeth Spires "On Upnor Road"

A memory I buried in the herb garden - Elizabeth Spires "Snail Revisited"

A cumbersome dream vehicle - Elizabeth Spires "The Snowy Day"

Without a speck of tarnish - Elizabeth Spires "Story of a Soul"

The pilgrim soul tracking deeper - Elizabeth Spires "Sunday Morning at the Carmelite Monastery"

In a teahouse of the mind - Elizabeth Spires "Tea"

A cup in the moment before the tea - Elizabeth Spires "Tea"

When the broad road forked - Elizabeth Spires "Troubadour at a Fork in the Road"

In the vise of left and right - Elizabeth Spires "Troubadour at a Fork in the Road"

Into a wood too wide to circle - Elizabeth Spires "Troubadour at a Fork in the Road"

Shadows worse than any tooth or talon - Elizabeth Spires "Troubadour at a Fork in the Road"

All my rhymes were shadowed - Elizabeth Spires "Troubadour at a Fork in the Road"

Thrown me down on a stony shore - Elizabeth Spires "Troubadour at a Fork in the Road"

Drawn to the dangerous country - Elizabeth Spires "You Have Flown to the Dangerous Country"


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Potential Titles: Mrs. L. [Lydia] H. Sigourney

Whose plot unfolding agoniz'd the world - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

Sprang inventive from a daring mind - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

To snatch the sceptre and to bind the yoke - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

Where dauntless nerve and intellect combined - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

Gave birth to deeds that language fails to name - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

Trac'd o'er the earth his desolating tread - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

Look'd scornful down on Alexander's might - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

Planted minions in his smile to reign - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

Loaded monarchs with his vassal chain - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

A milder sentence on the tyrant's crime - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

That burning Moscow's memory there may sleep - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

His reeking hecatombs of slaughter'd dead - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

The dread requital of the falsely great - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Bonaparte at St. Helena"

Adorn'd with nature's brightest dyes - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Butterfly in a School Room"

Heed approaching winter's want - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Butterfly in a School Room"

Domes with wealth and splendour fraught - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Childhood's Piety"

Bathed the ruthless scythe with a forgiving fragrance - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Huguenot Fort"

Who in earlier days sought refuge here - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Huguenot Fort"

Free to strike the sweet harp of the secret soul - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Huguenot Fort"

With the murmuring swell of stranger waters - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Huguenot Fort"

Where bigot zeal should find no place - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Huguenot Fort"

Tinging the retina with rays from sky - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Laura Bridgman"

Made the moving lip a harp-string for the thought - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Laura Bridgman"

Might trace the tablet of the mind - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Laura Bridgman"

Through Bastile-bars it sought communion with the free - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Laura Bridgman"

Affections round its roots with ardour cling - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Life"

Blindly lost in folly's maze - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Life"

Take her cordial for your cares - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "May Morning"

Cull the charms that never cloy - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "May Morning"

Wreathes of hope in darkness laid - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The New Year"

Their undeclining circles drew - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Old Watch"

Yet still thy bloodless heart doth beat - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Old Watch"

Though summon'd to a lone retreat - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Old Watch"

The chain of fate by which her limbs are pressed - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Orphan"

Old foundations where the baleful passions sleep - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Ploughing of the Sword"

And turns the roots of the riven flowers - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Ploughing of the Sword"

The loaded wains with their burdens of the dead - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Ploughing of the Sword"

They reap with murderous sickle - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Ploughing of the Sword"

Till the screaming vulture whets his beak - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Ploughing of the Sword"

And the gaunt hyena prowls at night - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Ploughing of the Sword"

Overflowing crop of crime, and woe, and pride - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The Ploughing of the Sword"

And meet you at the bar of doom - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "To a Pupil Leaving School"

Waft not to me the blast of fame - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Victory"

Gives the name of slaughter, and of misery - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Victory"

Boast not so much of honour's sword - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Victory"

That strive to drown the voice of pain - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Victory"

The fickle crowd rejoicing o'er their brethren slain - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Victory"

Sighs o'er the lost solace of her heart - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "Victory"

While famine and pestilence stalk'd in thy train - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The War-Spirit"

The realm of perdition engraveth thy name - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The War-Spirit"

Strong legions of madness and pride - Mrs. L.H. Sigourney "The War-Spirit"


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Potential Titles: Herman George Scheffauer

High above the aged Solar Universe - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The Sun hangs in the black wastes below - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Lowering Neptune in the cold, outermost rings - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

New constellations gleam on the thrones of the heavens - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The old are changed, deposed or dead - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Shifted like the errant sands of Earth - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The dusks and damps of dissolution spread - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

That still unhindered range through Heaven - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Devour the suns and slumbers of the broken spheres - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Sullen embers in remorseless Night - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Peace kiss and blot their tarnished light - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Shed the ashes of my silence on their snows - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

They roll forth trembling thunder - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Shall the old eons bring me no repose? - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

With blessings scattered with throughout the waste - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Becomes to me a burden and a curse - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Iron crowns of Ruin and Death be mine - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Her four elements are locked in the arms of decay - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The saddest of all her twilights - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Heaped with snow that shall know no thawing - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Sends forth her cry into the void - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Nor tomb them in my hollow caves of pain - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Reigns in mockery and malice - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Upon her peaks in gulfs of solitude - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Turns the ashen sphere about the rusted poles - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Force us headlong through her shoreless regions - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

I shall sleep equal with her in death - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Molten from the fierce embrace of stars - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The innumerable myrmidons of his empire - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

And he withers with the fruit of ages - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The frozen and adamantine bars of oblivion fall - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Recede and vanish in the clasp of Night - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Vast cohorts and constellations of living stars - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Pouring crystalline melody from thrones of Light - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

From the sun-dust born and starry spray - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Ashes that sang and dust that shone with thought - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Dead worlds are hidden in the lap of Night - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Though smitten by the rays of living stars - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Sundered flakes of crimson twist and turn - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

With tongues of argent fire and crimson shrouds - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

A Universe through roaring cycles spun - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The joyous zenith and the mute nadir wait - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Tempests of solar melody, vibrant and far-winged - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Within this blaze of winnowed flames - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Hold high your mirrored Moons - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

A maenad in the planetary dance - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The Waters lace her robes with silver cords - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Spelling enchantment upon the nether Sea - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Weaving robes of slumber for her mistress - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

My sickle reaps the lurking stars - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Pearls of white enchantment I bestrew - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

My path is woven in snow through the abyss - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The fissure of the lightning leaves it unwounded - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Headlong wrath of your unbridled and cyclonic staves - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

With chains of shackled pearls and bands of foam - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Takes from darkness and cold their undivided victories - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

I dance with lambent torches on the stars - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

And tip with fateful coals the prophet's tongue - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The benisons of the stars and suns - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Against the distant cohorts of the constellations - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Knowing what light shall burst from dark - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Move on companioned with eternal hope - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Echoes against the dusks of the Unapproachable - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Bannered with youth and lanterned with the stars - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

Or anchor silent in what stagnant dark? - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"


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Potential Titles: Howard V. Sutherland

Behind this sinister, foreboding peace - Howard V. Sutherland "Approaching Night"

The frozen creeks, long voiceless - Howard V. Sutherland "December"

To wake the hills and warm the trees - Howard V. Sutherland "December"

That woke the world on long-dead summer days - Howard V. Sutherland "December"

With all her silent train of maiden stars - Howard V. Sutherland "December"

The stately birches keep unbroken vigils - Howard V. Sutherland "In Winter"

Spruce trees dream of summer hours - Howard V. Sutherland "In Winter"

From your stations in the sky - Howard V. Sutherland "Lyric [Tell me, tell me, gentle stars]"

Veil across that ever-brooding sky - Howard V. Sutherland "The Northern Light"

The breath that makes it glow and die - Howard V. Sutherland "The Northern Light"

The gloom of soundless days and never-ending nights - Howard V. Sutherland "The Return of the Sun"

Winter's interment, mourn'd by laughing Spring - Howard V. Sutherland "The Return of the Sun"

With her laughing train of radiant blossoms - Howard V. Sutherland "A Song for the Return of Birds"

For a music the woods have lost - Howard V. Sutherland "A Song for the Return of Birds"

Very steep the road to Fame - Howard V. Sutherland "Two Quests"

The lone wind chanting solemn symphonies - Howard V. Sutherland "The Unassuageable"

The breath of unborn blossoms in the air - Howard V. Sutherland "The Unassuageable"

Mysterious promises of future light - Howard V. Sutherland "The Unassuageable"

They do not know I dream as well - Howard V. Sutherland "Vain Dreams"


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Potential Titles: Arthur Symons

Till the last moon droop and the last tide fail - Arthur Symons "The Crying of Water"

And the fire of the end begin to burn - Arthur Symons "The Crying of Water"

Met in random wayfare - Arthur Symons "Stella Maris"

The chance romances of the streets - Arthur Symons "Stella Maris"

Your heart holds many a Romeo - Arthur Symons "Stella Maris"

Out of the empty night arise - Arthur Symons "Stella Maris"

The Nereid of a moment - Arthur Symons "Stella Maris"

Won an instant from oblivion - Arthur Symons "Stella Maris"

With starlight in your eyes - Arthur Symons "Stella Maris"

Keeps forgotten memories of grace - Arthur Symons "White Heliotrope"


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Potential Titles: Anne Spencer

Darling of spirit and form - Anne Spencer "At the Carnival"

With chances for none - Anne Spencer "At the Carnival"

Brave and water-clean - Anne Spencer "At the Carnival"

Of the usual and the expedient - Anne Spencer "At the Carnival"

Furl the poets' pleiades - Anne Spencer "Substitution"

Lifted clear of brick and frame - Anne Spencer "Substitution"


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Potential Titles: George Soule

Desolate through the weary whiles - George Soule "Impression"

Yet play about the darkened door - George Soule "Impression"

No song of the wind and rain - George Soule "Rebellion"

And burst all cages - George Soule "Rebellion"

Fretted with husks of men - George Soule "Solitude"

As the dream of a country well - George Soule "Solitude"

Went mad with the wind's song - George Soule "Solitude"

Chanted my ardor to the air - George Soule "Solitude"

Came back clanging about my ears - George Soule "Solitude"

Compressed between horizons - George Soule "Solitude"

Its million breaking bubbles - George Soule "Winter's Pride"

Its elfin rush and tingle - George Soule "Winter's Pride"

Flashing arabesques against the sun - George Soule "Winter's Pride"

Twisting a thousand beauties - George Soule "Winter's Pride"

Our speech of silence made - George Soule "Winter's Pride"


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Potential Titles: Frank Dempster Sherman

Show me a fairer sky above - Frank Dempster Sherman "At Her Window"

That fills the night's blue cup - Frank Dempster Sherman "At Her Window"

The word a rose breathes to a bird - Frank Dempster Sherman "At Her Window"

Glimpse the gleam of grace - Frank Dempster Sherman "At Her Window"

Caught a color from the sun - Frank Dempster Sherman "Pebbles"

Gems I held from every land - Frank Dempster Sherman "Pebbles"

Make me worthy of my friends - Frank Dempster Sherman "A Prayer"

Teach the eaves the tunes - Frank Dempster Sherman "Snow Song"

Blow upon your pipes of joy - Frank Dempster Sherman "Snow Song"

Lured by all the love untold - Frank Dempster Sherman "The Song"

Her name soaring in a silver note - Frank Dempster Sherman "The Song"

From that purple threshold of the world - Frank Dempster Sherman "Song at Daybreak"

Arrows of fire across the shadows hurled - Frank Dempster Sherman "Song at Daybreak"

Lost in the golden labyrinth of light - Frank Dempster Sherman "Song at Daybreak"

The dreams of a departed Night - Frank Dempster Sherman "Song at Daybreak"


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Potential Titles: Clara Shanafelt

Stirred by apple-scented wind - Clara Shanafelt "Fantastic"

The sense of cool and silver joys - Clara Shanafelt "Fantastic"

Shattered in glancing flight - Clara Shanafelt "Fantastic"

In the green flood of twilight - Clara Shanafelt "Interlude"

The rich chord of full darkness - Clara Shanafelt "Interlude"

Drowns the piping cries of light - Clara Shanafelt "Interlude"

Silence fretted by cadent rain - Clara Shanafelt "Interlude"

And the bitter aroma of herbs - Clara Shanafelt "Interlude"


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Potential Titles: Clinton Scollard

A soft haze of delicate hyacinth - Clinton Scollard "Autumn by the Sea"

On the edge of night's vast labyrinth - Clinton Scollard "Autumn by the Sea"

Thunderous caves of storm - Clinton Scollard "Autumn by the Sea"

The surge of the tide of dreams - Clinton Scollard "Carrowmore"

Beyond the sway of tides - Clinton Scollard "Dirge for a Sailor"

In the teeth of gray weather - Clinton Scollard "Donegal"

In the sky's serene immensity - Clinton Scollard "Dusk at Sea"

Each in its divine degree - Clinton Scollard "Dusk at Sea"

When the dusk droops dark - Clinton Scollard "Dusk at Sea"

That beckons and beguiles - Clinton Scollard "Elusion"

Dawn-dream of my heart - Clinton Scollard "Elusion"

Dusk-dream of my soul - Clinton Scollard "Elusion"

Into night's deep shades - Clinton Scollard "Elusion"

Purple as the gulfs of sleep - Clinton Scollard "The Glen of Castlemaine"

Her golden memory may not sleep - Clinton Scollard "The Hill of Maeve"

All of the tongues of the mountain - Clinton Scollard "The Hunter"

Spun of the floss of the moon - Clinton Scollard "A Kerry Garden"

The north wind round my ears - Clinton Scollard "A King in Kerry"

All my word was wisdom - Clinton Scollard "A King in Kerry"

All my look was law - Clinton Scollard "A King in Kerry"

All summer's hoarded honey - Clinton Scollard "A King in Kerry"

The memory of twilight - Clinton Scollard "The Lilac Sea"

Tell the tale of tears - Clinton Scollard "The Little Creek Coonana"

Out of the void and the vast - Clinton Scollard "The Mist and the Sea"

The wings of the soul emerge - Clinton Scollard "The Mist and the Sea"

White from the chrysalis of death - Clinton Scollard "The Mist and the Sea"

The ridge of the tossing tides - Clinton Scollard "The Mist Barque"

The yawn of the gulfs of Hell - Clinton Scollard "The Mist Barque"

Shifting shroud of mystery - Clinton Scollard "The Mist Barque"

Eldritch ship of the sea - Clinton Scollard "The Mist Barque"

Borne in the wake of the wraith - Clinton Scollard "The Mist Barque"

Keyed to dolor and delight - Clinton Scollard "Night by the Sea"

Now sorrow seemed ascendent - Clinton Scollard "Night by the Sea"

Gives the shuddering heart no peace - Clinton Scollard "Night Song by the Sea"

In the great west's golden urn - Clinton Scollard "Nightfall in Sligo"

The wraiths of time departed - Clinton Scollard "Nightfall in Sligo"

The twilight for the lone late bee - Clinton Scollard "Now's the Time o' Year"

When the cider-stills run amber - Clinton Scollard "Now's the Time o' Year"

Piper of the South Wind - Clinton Scollard "Now's the Time o' Year"

Dying whispers on the shore - Clinton Scollard "On Caragh Lake"

In unexpected grooves of flight - Clinton Scollard "On Caragh Lake"

A shard of shattered hope - Clinton Scollard "Rahinane"

Harp of infinite strings designed - Clinton Scollard "A Sailor Amid the Hills"

Through the spaces of his mind - Clinton Scollard "A Sailor Amid the Hills"

All its golden past a dirge - Clinton Scollard "Saint Sepulchre's Beside the Sea"

Upon the stark sand reaches - Clinton Scollard "A Sea Change"

The glee of the mad wind - Clinton Scollard "A Sea Change"

The waves a lustrous path - Clinton Scollard "A Sea Change"

Wrought this mystery of wrath - Clinton Scollard "A Sea Change"

The spent wraith of tempests raging - Clinton Scollard "Sea Lyrics"

We who hear dull bells - Clinton Scollard "Sea Marvels"

The four great winds rejoice - Clinton Scollard "A Sea Rover"

Burnished like chalcedony - Clinton Scollard "A Sea Scene"

To know the secrets of the sea - Clinton Scollard "A Sea Shell"

Such marvel and such miracle - Clinton Scollard "A Sea Shell"

Sailing the path of the undenied - Clinton Scollard "A Sea Song"

The cares of the world in tether - Clinton Scollard "Song"

My wish in the golden weather - Clinton Scollard "Song"

Sees little grain to reap - Clinton Scollard "A Song for Joyce's Country"

The wraith of the mist goes creeping - Clinton Scollard "A Song for Joyce's Country"

As soft as the feet of sleep - Clinton Scollard "A Song for Joyce's Country"

Wrapt in the cloak of silence - Clinton Scollard "A Song for Joyce's Country"

Under the arch of a leaden sky - Clinton Scollard "The Spectral Rowers"

The port of dreams-come-true - Clinton Scollard "The Spectral Rowers"

Of moon-wrought marvel and of mystery - Clinton Scollard "Summer by the Sea"

Of Argo's wandering keel - Clinton Scollard "A Symphony of the Sea (Gloze Royal)"

Of bitter and of sweet the fullest store - Clinton Scollard "A Symphony of the Sea (Gloze Royal)"

The turquoise sweep of sky - Clinton Scollard "Wild Geese"

The wild geese in a winged wedge - Clinton Scollard "Wild Geese"

Through depths of storm - Clinton Scollard "Wild Geese"

Through vasts of calm - Clinton Scollard "Wild Geese"

Stretching weird and white - Clinton Scollard "Wild Geese"

Yield them to the spell - Clinton Scollard "Wild Geese"

Moved ever by a subtle thrall - Clinton Scollard "Wild Geese"

The luring laugh of Moira - Clinton Scollard "The Wonders"


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Potential Titles: Fritz Schnack

Into the conquered darkness - Fritz Schnack "Blooming Sunlight" transl. by William Saphier

Flowers blooming buried sunlight - Fritz Schnack "Blooming Sunlight" transl. by William Saphier

Through dusky deep solitude - Fritz Schnack "Echo" transl. by William Saphier

Beaten by the envy of the black branches - Fritz Schnack "Echo" transl. by William Saphier

Up to the farthest hilltops - Fritz Schnack "Evening Gift" transl. by William Saphier

And to fill with light the thirsty - Fritz Schnack "Evening Gift" transl. by William Saphier

Handed out to feed hungry souls - Fritz Schnack "Evening Gift" transl. by William Saphier

On gentle roads into the splendor - Fritz Schnack "Evening Gift" transl. by William Saphier

Glowing all around with red roses - Fritz Schnack "One Morning" transl. by William Saphier

Beauty blooms on every threshold - Fritz Schnack "One Morning" transl. by William Saphier

Resounding in my trembling hand - Fritz Schnack "Young Days" transl. by William Saphier


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Potential Titles: Sylvester [poet]

Upon my mind the image of that dream - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

On Memory's page inscribed in letters large and legible - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Vivid as the lightning's scathing flash - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

The hushed and silent waters of the deep - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Blended grace and perfect symmetry - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Unknowing of the bright and quenchless fire - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

That joy and stillness breathed into her heart - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Buried deep in Lethe's magic pool - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Glowing forth to young imagination's quickened sight - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Madly had he drunk at passion's fount - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

One endeared by Friendship's strongest ties - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

The fate his fondest hopes had met - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Secrets filched and heralded abroad - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

The fervent adoration of the heart - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

In prostrate homage bowed before her shrine - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

The worldly schemes that fierce ambition wrought - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Mute were all the echoes of his soul - Sylvester "The Dream" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]


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Potential Titles: Carmen Sylva [aka Elisabeth of Wied]

That make their path a desert - Carmen Sylva "A Coronation"

Beads of anguish on the furrowed brow - Carmen Sylva "A Debtor"

That roll so heavily from off the heart - Carmen Sylva "A Debtor"

What tortured nights have gone before - Carmen Sylva "A Debtor"

And thunders into hell, to rise again - Carmen Sylva "Down the Stream"

Drags the waters of hundred rivers with him - Carmen Sylva "Down the Stream"

And make a fortune out of all those waters - Carmen Sylva "Down the Stream"

Great as mortal eye and brain encompass - Carmen Sylva "A Dream"

For days I walked on clouds - Carmen Sylva "A Dream"

Of all those tears that burnt your cheeks - Carmen Sylva "A Friend"

And sing a lullaby of promise and of comfort - Carmen Sylva "A Friend"

As elementary as Fate's wild raving - Carmen Sylva "The Glowworm"

That leaf may be eternal by the light - Carmen Sylva "The Glowworm"

When all the clouds have spent their fire - Carmen Sylva "The Glowworm"

Flame will live, defying Fate's alarm - Carmen Sylva "The Glowworm"

Not knowing if again the storm will blow - Carmen Sylva "The Gnat"

But Fate is careless and will let us go - Carmen Sylva "The Gnat"

Darken not the hour when I rise out of myself - Carmen Sylva "Lethe"

Into the open day of wide forgetfulness - Carmen Sylva "Lethe"

Has burnt a mark no rivers wash away - Carmen Sylva "Lethe"

That hoards the many destinies of thousand years - Carmen Sylva "Night"

But laden with the knowledge of the past - Carmen Sylva "Night"

Acted so and erred and wrought such destinies - Carmen Sylva "Night"

Neglect not dreams nor call them worthless - Carmen Sylva "Night"

And gave us never yet a ray of satisfaction - Carmen Sylva "Out of the Deep"

In hearts that are too great for hope - Carmen Sylva "Out of the Deep"

Never ask why will is but obedience - Carmen Sylva "Out of the Deep"

Dare not tell your heart what it has suffered - Carmen Sylva "Rest"

And no more able to quiet that unruly heart - Carmen Sylva "Rest"

The wandering of your clock - Carmen Sylva "Rest"

That hammers nails into your brain and hands - Carmen Sylva "Rest"

Cruel dawn, with icy, deathlike eyes and hollow voice - Carmen Sylva "Rest"

Washed in tears, in blood, in rivers of despair - Carmen Sylva "Rest"

As rest forbids the cruel dawn to break - Carmen Sylva "Rest"

The clock is peaceful with its quiet beat - Carmen Sylva "Rest"

With trifles sacred to the heart - Carmen Sylva "A Room"

That embalm the past in mute forgiveness - Carmen Sylva "A Room"

With untoward avowal break the peace - Carmen Sylva "A Room"

Above yawning gulf and raging whirlpool - Carmen Sylva "Roused"

Unshed tears that lie like stones upon it - Carmen Sylva "Sadness"

A soundless word, a ghostly whisper - Carmen Sylva "Sadness"

To bloom into some unexpected beauty - Carmen Sylva "The Sentinel"

That the stranger knows what home is yours - Carmen Sylva "The Shadow"

Till the night calls forth the moon - Carmen Sylva "The Shadow"

Winter's moon will draw its line in naked truth - Carmen Sylva "The Shadow"

Soundless sobs of dark and burning tears - Carmen Sylva "To the Memory of Queen Victoria"

All the old scars of former battles bleed - Carmen Sylva "Unrest"

With trembling fingers seize that foolish heart - Carmen Sylva "Unrest"

Stand unshaken at the helm of life's wrecked craft - Carmen Sylva "Unrest"

The sign that bids the clouds disperse - Carmen Sylva "Unrest"

Away to other heights and other temples - Carmen Sylva "'Vengeance Is Mine,' Saith the Lord"

And not a tear will quench that fire - Carmen Sylva "'Vengeance Is Mine,' Saith the Lord"

Burnt to lava by your heart's own flame - Carmen Sylva "'Vengeance Is Mine,' Saith the Lord"


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Potential Titles: T.A. Swan

To catch the legends as they fall - T.A. Swan "The Rain" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

And clovers hang their blushing heads - T.A. Swan "The Rain" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

As the world had put new glory on - T.A. Swan "The Rain" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

A strain uncomprehended by the sense - T.A. Swan "The Rain" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

Through the Future's golden aisles - T.A. Swan "The Rain" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]


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Potential Titles: Jennifer Scappettone

Burned the forests for the wolves - Jennifer Scappettone "Syrinx Spring"

The ceiling of rotating heaven - Jennifer Scappettone "Syrinx Spring"

In a cage full of oxygen - Jennifer Scappettone "Syrinx Spring"

What breath's left to shriek into the empty - Jennifer Scappettone "Syrinx Spring"

This broken chorus of terror and nest - Jennifer Scappettone "Syrinx Spring"


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Potential Titles: Charles Warren Stoddard

The labrinthine ways of my own mind - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

Titanic glooms of chasmed fears - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

The gold gateway of the stars - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

The whistling mane of every wind - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

In her wind-walled palace - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

Cannot slake my drought - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

Shook the pillaring hours - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

The earth a trinket at my wrist - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

The sighful branches of my mind - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

The joyful choir of bells - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

On the sweet and drowsy air - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

All the sacred bells rejoice - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

The daylight's withering bequest - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

While blossom bright the stars - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

The songs the years have sung us - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"

And mingled with blood of the vine - Charles Warren Stoddard "The Bells of San Gabriel"


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Potential Titles: Reg Saner

Buries the year's naked forests - Reg Saner "The Red Poppy"

As winter crumples in thunder - Reg Saner "The Red Poppy"

Rushing past like angels headlong - Reg Saner "The Red Poppy"

A red poppy gone up to the sky - Reg Saner "The Red Poppy"

Night calls its dogs - Reg Saner "Spring Song"

A bat flies across the last star - Reg Saner "Spring Song"

Two robins fly out of the sun - Reg Saner "Spring Song"

If sleeping roots dream - Reg Saner "Spring Song"

All the dead leaves listen in - Reg Saner "Spring Song"

Singing his way out of hell - Reg Saner "Spring Song"

Disguised merely as ourselves - Reg Saner "Spring Song"

No one goes back to before - Reg Saner "What Wilderness Tells You"

From a single stalk of meadow rue - Reg Saner "What Wilderness Tells You"

Your skull for its sorrows - Reg Saner "What Wilderness Tells You"

Has taken your lips for its wisdom - Reg Saner "What Wilderness Tells You"


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Potential Titles: Brenda Shaughnessy

Gone sour in the sun - Brenda Shaughnessy "Artless"

Less substance, more rind - Brenda Shaughnessy "Artless"

What began as wildfire - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

Call the ghost to my fragile table - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

The sharpest knife in the drawer - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

Some small folded breath of otherlife - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

Sleep in a dream of savage gold - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

So many fires start in my head - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

A low private conversation with the air - Brenda Shaughnessy "The Home Team"

Erasing myself with seawater - Brenda Shaughnessy "Identity & Community (There is no 'I' in 'Sea')"

There goes my honey and fog - Brenda Shaughnessy "Identity & Community (There is no 'I' in 'Sea')"

The sun is worth ten of you - Brenda Shaughnessy "I'm Over the Moon"

Amnesiac of our nights together - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

The great fruits of my failure - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

Synthesized within an inch of its life - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

As if we could shape softness - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

To starve the soil as beets do - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

Lock and step and key in hole - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

Never divides a flaw from its lesson - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

The pawnshop renting space in my head - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

To wish and not jinx it - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

Prowling the living room for the lightning - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

In all the serious confetti of my cells - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

To make any other mistake - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

Wearing a jacket of blood - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

Open to show red lipstick - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

Dreams of finding the dreamer awake - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

Every one of my gestures symbolic - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

The golden field of frozen honey clover - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

I cannot suffer the same fate twice - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

Emerges in the malnourished night - Brenda Shaughnessy "Never Ever"

A bully pushing lettuce around - Brenda Shaughnessy "Never Ever"

Ever is a double-edged word - Brenda Shaughnessy "Never Ever"

The future occluded or dreaming - Brenda Shaughnessy "Never Ever"

Cut out by survival's swift knife - Brenda Shaughnessy "Our Family on the Run"

This graph showing allowable outcomes - Brenda Shaughnessy "2-Sided Map Shows Line Where Falling Bodies Land"

Another duplicity to help double the world - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

A single bed spinning in space - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

I am lonely with questions - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

The secrets of many revealed as one - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

For use only by a zen sun laughing - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

To stop the terrible dreaming - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"


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Potential Titles: Wanda Short

Owning every foot on which we stand - Wanda Short "On Straight to Freedom"

Know this fight is justifies - Wanda Short "On Straight to Freedom"

And the honor of their tribe - Wanda Short "On Straight to Freedom"

Keep up the shout of freedom - Wanda Short "On Straight to Freedom"

With the power we have in hand - Wanda Short "On Straight to Freedom"

Of utter ruin and fast decay - Wanda Short "On Straight to Freedom"


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Potential Titles: Taije Silverman

Not falling asleep the next night - Taije Silverman "Armageddon"

And the question was not rhetorical - Taije Silverman "Armageddon"

A magic potion to seal their eyes shut - Taije Silverman "Armageddon"

While the asteroid kept falling to earth - Taije Silverman "Armageddon"

The sly syntax of catastrophe - Taije Silverman "Armageddon"

Through an infinity of strangers between - Taije Silverman "Armageddon"

A quilt my mother embroidered - Taije Silverman "Armageddon"

Orange juice in the form of air - Taije Silverman "Armageddon"

The trampolined floor of a windowless room - Taije Silverman "Armageddon"

This language of mirrors at the end of the world - Taije Silverman "Armageddon"


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Potential Titles: Tracy K. Smith

Swarms of Officers to harass our people - Tracy K. Smith "Declaration"

A small reservoir of furious music - Tracy K. Smith "Duende"

Coax the night into being - Tracy K. Smith "Duende"

A skirt shimmering with sequins and lies - Tracy K. Smith "Duende"

Whose heels have notched and hammered time - Tracy K. Smith "Duende"

The voices scraping against the river - Tracy K. Smith "Duende"

Tossed into the ecstatic void - Tracy K. Smith "Duende"

Chords that stretch and bend - Tracy K. Smith "Duende"

Your two tangled souls - Tracy K. Smith "Einstein's Mother"

A fire-white ghost - Tracy K. Smith "Einstein's Mother"

Believe I am striving for glory - Tracy K. Smith "Everybody's Autobiography"

I find myself most alone - Tracy K. Smith "Everybody's Autobiography"

A monument of moon-white stone - Tracy K. Smith "Everybody's Autobiography"

Glistening inside raindrops or teardrops - Tracy K. Smith "Everybody's Autobiography"

Rippling infinitely into the distance - Tracy K. Smith "Everything that Ever Was"

Claiming a little piece of where we stand - Tracy K. Smith "Everything that Ever Was"

Bereft, but not vanquished - Tracy K. Smith "Everything that Ever Was"

Where my dreaming and my loving live - Tracy K. Smith "Flores Woman"

A dance against hunger - Tracy K. Smith "Flores Woman"

Reptiles drag night from their tails - Tracy K. Smith "Flores Woman"

A rage of waves protects our horizon - Tracy K. Smith "Flores Woman"

Which we would devour - Tracy K. Smith "Flores Woman"

Legs and arms wracked with danger - Tracy K. Smith "Flores Woman"

Strip each stalk of its stolen crop - Tracy K. Smith "Ghazal"

History is a ship forever setting sail - Tracy K. Smith "Ghazal"

Seek lives outside of speech - Tracy K. Smith "Ghazal"

Lie quiet as bedrock beneath - Tracy K. Smith "Ghazal"

Swagger up and down the shore - Tracy K. Smith "In Brazil"

In time to the raucous tide - Tracy K. Smith "In Brazil"

Life sears a path down the throat - Tracy K. Smith "In Brazil"

A deadly silent digging in - Tracy K. Smith "Mothership"

How little we had mended - Tracy K. Smith "An Old Story"

Brought on a different manner of weather - Tracy K. Smith "An Old Story"

Clean lines pointing only forward - Tracy K. Smith "Sci-Fi"

With its hard spine & dog-eared corners - Tracy K. Smith "Sci-Fi"

Eons from even our own moon - Tracy K. Smith "Sci-Fi"

Thanks to popular consensus - Tracy K. Smith "Sci-Fi"

Doubled over under greed - Tracy K. Smith "Soulwork"

To stare fire in the eye - Tracy K. Smith "Soulwork"

The rapture of stolen hours - Tracy K. Smith "Soulwork"

To dribble the nectar of evil - Tracy K. Smith "Soulwork"

The thin plume of cautious smoke - Tracy K. Smith "Soulwork"

Pierced suddenly by pillars of heavy light - Tracy K. Smith "Wade in the Water"

Unclasped and left empty in the center - Tracy K. Smith "Wade in the Water"

The angles of it scraping at each throat - Tracy K. Smith "Wade in the Water"

Shouldering past the swirling dust motes - Tracy K. Smith "Wade in the Water"

Watch it rise through our fallen - Tracy K. Smith "We Feel Now A Largeness Coming On"

Green to gold to blinding white - Tracy K. Smith "We Feel Now A Largeness Coming On"

A wild annihilating fright - Tracy K. Smith "We Feel Now A Largeness Coming On"

Holding back what clamored to rise - Tracy K. Smith "We Feel Now A Largeness Coming On"

Do this patient urgent work - Tracy K. Smith "[The will to see oneself as fragile]"

Through the maze of our suburban scrawl - Tracy K. Smith "[The will to see oneself as fragile]"

Kin and neighbors and nations adrift - Tracy K. Smith "[The will to see oneself as fragile]"


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Potential Titles: Jean M. Snyder

Lured by the liquid song of a thrush - Jean M. Snyder "Benediction"

Slipped into the embrace of the night - Jean M. Snyder "Benediction"

Cupped by the towering city skyscrapers - Jean M. Snyder "Buffalo Harbor"

Outlined against the peaceful Eden hills - Jean M. Snyder "Buffalo Harbor"

Into Niagara's abyss of blackness - Jean M. Snyder "Fearless Winging"

Dawdling flocks of brilliant things - Jean M. Snyder "Guests"

In clouds of scintillating beauty - Jean M. Snyder "Guests"

To our door came the thrushes - Jean M. Snyder "Guests"

Send off stars of phosphorous - Jean M. Snyder "A Moment"

Beech trees steeped in silence - Jean M. Snyder "Remembering (Locheven)"

Shuts me in with my dreams - Jean M. Snyder "Remembering (Locheven)"

Measuring the crescendo of the brasses - Jean M. Snyder "Rhythm"

Veiled in shifting vapors - Jean M. Snyder "Scotland (The Highlands)"


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Potential Titles: Molly Spotted Elk [Molly Alice Nelson]

Down in the land of roses - Molly Spotted Elk [Molly Alice Nelson] "[Down in the land of roses]"

In the shadow of the Alamo - Molly Spotted Elk [Molly Alice Nelson] "[Down in the land of roses]"

Stars cast lingering spells - Molly Spotted Elk [Molly Alice Nelson] "[Down in the land of roses]"

Scars of plunder, time and warfare - Molly Spotted Elk [Molly Alice Nelson] "I never knew of such a place]"

So many boys imprisoned in uniforms - Molly Spotted Elk [Molly Alice Nelson] "I never knew of such a place]"

Veneered in sudden wealth - Molly Spotted Elk [Molly Alice Nelson] "I never knew of such a place]"

A mystery, enshrouded in lies - Molly Spotted Elk [Molly Alice Nelson] "We're in the Chorus Now"

Mellowed with bitter and sweet words - Molly Spotted Elk [Molly Alice Nelson] "We're in the Chorus Now"

And rivaled a parrot for swearing - Molly Spotted Elk [Molly Alice Nelson] "We're in the Chorus Now"


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Potential Titles: Marion Strobel

The barnacle of crowds - Marion Strobel "Collectors"

Collected his material covertly - Marion Strobel "Collectors"

The gleanings of his hearing - Marion Strobel "Collectors"

Connoisseur of old thoughts - Marion Strobel "Collectors"

Bound in new gilt bindings - Marion Strobel "Collectors"

Another curio to place in her long gallery - Marion Strobel "Collectors"

Smiled approval at the finding - Marion Strobel "Collectors"

Press gently on a loveliness - Marion Strobel "Little Things"

Mellowed to a heightened dignity - Marion Strobel "The Room Is as We Left It"

Summer coverings of cobwebs - Marion Strobel "The Room Is as We Left It"

The table throws its weight of shadow - Marion Strobel "The Room Is as We Left It"

Throws its weight of shadow - Marion Strobel "The Room Is as We Left It"

A ragged ache of light sifts through - Marion Strobel "The Room Is as We Left It"

The present upon the patterns of the past - Marion Strobel "The Room Is as We Left It"

Bruised by surfaces I do not see - Marion Strobel "The Room Is as We Left It"

Falter up and down a tracery of years - Marion Strobel "The Room Is as We Left It"

Sense the echo of a voice - Marion Strobel "The Room Is as We Left It"

Not sure the breath I hold is mine - Marion Strobel "The Room Is as We Left It"

Cup my hands and drink of you - Marion Strobel "Spring Morning"

Till I am crushed with beauty - Marion Strobel "Spring Morning"


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Potential Titles: Dior J. Stephens

heart-thawed for a new round of reckonings - Dior J. Stephens "a letter to charlie parker"

dust and how even its perniciousness echoes - Dior J. Stephens "a letter to charlie parker"

i've grown tired of singing the blues - Dior J. Stephens "a letter to charlie parker"

these jangling night lights fixed to a spirit pleading - Dior J. Stephens "a letter to charlie parker"

a spirit pleading for the next break of dawn - Dior J. Stephens "a letter to charlie parker"

to thread my sternum through to you - Dior J. Stephens "a letter to charlie parker"

i'll build a glass house of these wonders - Dior J. Stephens "a letter to charlie parker"


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Potential Titles: Albert E. Stembridge

Awake from the region of sleep, alone - Albert E. Stembridge "Serenade" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.18-v.I, 3 May 1884]

Unstirred by the drone of the bee - Albert E. Stembridge "Serenade" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.18-v.I, 3 May 1884]

What is dull Time in true love's estimation? - Albert E. Stembridge "Serenade" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.18-v.I, 3 May 1884]

Who measures each chime, in its rapt contemplation? - Albert E. Stembridge "Serenade" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.18-v.I, 3 May 1884]

With misery laden henceforward to roam - Albert E. Stembridge "Serenade" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.18-v.I, 3 May 1884]

Power, which has fettered the free - Albert E. Stembridge "Serenade" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.18-v.I, 3 May 1884]


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Potential Titles: Steven David Justin Sills

Twisting around the collective molecules - Steven David Justin Sills "Earth"

The aloneness that intangibly defines the air - Steven David Justin Sills "Earth"

Caught in structures without meaning - Steven David Justin Sills "Earth"

Knows the shadow's intangible depth - Steven David Justin Sills "Post Annulment 2"

Its vastness having overpowered him - Steven David Justin Sills "Post Annulment 2"

Legally annulled from his life - Steven David Justin Sills "Post Annulment 2"


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Potential Titles: Fannie Isabelle Sherrick

Let all the flowers wake to life - Fannie Isabelle Sherrick "Easter"

Wake up and catch the melody - Fannie Isabelle Sherrick "Easter"

Stars, that dwell in noonday skies, shine on - Fannie Isabelle Sherrick "Easter"

Let peace be in the hearts that mourn - Fannie Isabelle Sherrick "Easter"

The Hand that swept these lives away - Fannie Isabelle Sherrick "Easter"


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Potential Titles: Chet'la Sebree

They loved only the beginnings - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

Love the slip and grip of an unfamiliar pen - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

The first key flip in an apartment - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

Ready for a new configuration of my altar - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

Selenite incense holder to honor my fresh dead - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

To feed me the correct concoction of controlled toxins - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

A swell of cells becoming spinal filaments - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

Before I am keen to your cues and calls for help - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

Away and toward the shore of knowing what is to come - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

Which pressure causes metamorphoses, protostar pre-nucleosynthesis - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

Which pressure produces fissures - Chet'la Sebree "An End"

Fault-lining matrix-lodged turquoise and jade - Chet'la Sebree "An End"


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Potential Titles: Jessie M.E. Saxby

Through the dusky halls of Hades - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]

All the world is barren, while I mourn - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]

Hermes waits to lead me home - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]

With his spell upon her spirit - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]

With his chain upon her hand - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]

All the haunts of listening day - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]

Flowers unfold around her footfalls - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]

Winter flies before her presence - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]

Vague as harvest hopes in May - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]

Death shall hold the hand of Life - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]

Shall have power to break the chain - Jessie M.E. Saxby "Persephone: A Lay of Spring" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.114-v.III, 6 March 1886]


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Potential Titles: Tim Seibles

Live with their life on loan - Tim Seibles "All the Time Blues Villanelle"

The hours break the line - Tim Seibles "All the Time Blues Villanelle"

Some of our friends who should be alive - Tim Seibles "Faith"

Death moves and memory doesn't - Tim Seibles "Faith"

Even knowing that someone is stealing our lives - Tim Seibles "Faith"

For whatever being human could mean - Tim Seibles "Faith"

The kind of love that lands like a leaf - Tim Seibles "Naive"

While katydids burnish the day - Tim Seibles "Naive"

This itching fury that holds me - Tim Seibles "Naive"

Into all the regular disguises - Tim Seibles "Naive"

Believing in the wealth of the unruined heart - Tim Seibles "Naive"

Five-legged pocket spiders - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

Each thought leaning on its horn - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

Testing the world with your bold myopia - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

Brandishing verbs like twigs in your beak - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

The unrestrained innocence of your intentions - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

That rings like rain before it falls - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

With God's breath at their backs - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

The gallant strain of a pilfered ant - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

What the strings would say concerning my soul - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

The palpable alchemy of an unreasonable world - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

How the soul finally falls - Tim Seibles "Unmarked"

Engraves its hesitations - Tim Seibles "Unmarked"

What the wind told the trees - Tim Seibles "Unmarked"

Save me from the parade of knives - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

Keep the faces of our enemies well lit - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

Their silk ties and their secret economies - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

Filling the auditoriums with empty skulls - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

The colors came with the smell of burning - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

The crickets trying to stave off the chill - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

The zombies are already near - Tim Seibles "Zombie Blues Villanelle"

I'm driving with no way to steer - Tim Seibles "Zombie Blues Villanelle"


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Potential Titles: Lorraine Schein

The bright petals of the minutes enfold me - Lorraine Schein "The Garden of Time"

A Cesium fountain spouts an arc of atoms - Lorraine Schein "The Garden of Time"

An arc of atoms resonating with distant stars - Lorraine Schein "The Garden of Time"

A nanosecond flowers into eternity - Lorraine Schein "The Garden of Time"

Paleontological remnants of the future - Lorraine Schein "The Garden of Time"

Blue diode digits flash in my eyes - Lorraine Schein "Merlin"

Spells that writhe on the pulsing quartz walls - Lorraine Schein "Merlin"

Broken hourglasses and their sands - Lorraine Schein "Merlin"

Set to detonate into an unknown future - Lorraine Schein "Merlin"


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Potential Titles: Varsha Saraiya-Shah

Dusk metes our mornings for everyone - Varsha Saraiya-Shah "Anthem for America"

Makes room for freedom to mold another day - Varsha Saraiya-Shah "Anthem for America"

What karma will justify sedition - Varsha Saraiya-Shah "Anthem for America"

Quickness is not the order of time - Varsha Saraiya-Shah "Anthem for America"

Untethered you'll arrest the truth - Varsha Saraiya-Shah "Anthem for America"


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Potential Titles: Jason Schneiderman

The past, that place where everything goes - Jason Schneiderman "House with a Hot Tub and Pool"

Offering me their flowers and then their leaves - Jason Schneiderman "House with a Hot Tub and Pool"

Offering me their oxygen in exchange for my carbon dioxide - Jason Schneiderman "House with a Hot Tub and Pool"

I can't be content here in my uncomfortable present - Jason Schneiderman "House with a Hot Tub and Pool"

Knowledge that I seemed incapable of retaining - Jason Schneiderman "Vocabulary"

Reads the dictionary for its perspective on culture - Jason Schneiderman "Vocabulary"

Discovery is always tinged with sorrow - Jason Schneiderman "Vocabulary"

The knowledge that you have been living without something - Jason Schneiderman "Vocabulary"

Split by jealous gods - Jason Schneiderman “Wedding Poem for Ada & Lucas”

Let love be silent - Jason Schneiderman “Wedding Poem for Ada & Lucas”

Be known by its face - Jason Schneiderman “Wedding Poem for Ada & Lucas”


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Potential Titles: Arthur L. Salmon

Met at morning by the willowed river - Arthur L. Salmon "By the River" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.127-v.III, 5 June 1886]

Met to watch the lights and shadows quiver - Arthur L. Salmon "By the River" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.127-v.III, 5 June 1886]

And listen to the song the waters sung - Arthur L. Salmon "By the River" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.127-v.III, 5 June 1886]

Deeper than the music of its flowing - Arthur L. Salmon "By the River" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.127-v.III, 5 June 1886]

Shadows of the twilight rise to meet us - Arthur L. Salmon "By the River" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.127-v.III, 5 June 1886]

And cloud the golden harvesting of love - Arthur L. Salmon "By the River" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.127-v.III, 5 June 1886]

Towards its haven in the restless sea - Arthur L. Salmon "By the River" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.127-v.III, 5 June 1886]

Unsubdued in war of winds and waters - Arthur L. Salmon "Solitude"


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Potential Titles: Florence Edith Spence aka F.E.S.

A star delivered from a passing cloud - F.E.S. [Florence Edith Spence] "The Stray Blossom" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.36-v.I, 6 Sept. 1884]

Until it ceased to be a wild and common thing - F.E.S. [Florence Edith Spence] "The Stray Blossom" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.36-v.I, 6 Sept. 1884]

Tender care and constant thought - F.E.S. [Florence Edith Spence] "The Stray Blossom" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.36-v.I, 6 Sept. 1884]

That in my life this change have wrought - F.E.S. [Florence Edith Spence] "The Stray Blossom" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.36-v.I, 6 Sept. 1884]

Nourished alike by smile and tear - F.E.S. [Florence Edith Spence] "The Stray Blossom" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.36-v.I, 6 Sept. 1884]

Winter snows of jealousy and blind mistrust - F.E.S. [Florence Edith Spence] "The Stray Blossom" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.36-v.I, 6 Sept. 1884]

Where virtues bloom eternally - F.E.S. [Florence Edith Spence] "The Stray Blossom" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.36-v.I, 6 Sept. 1884]


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Potential Titles: Michael Simms

Doors that swing into darkness - Michael Simms "Sometimes I Wake Early"

A full wind filling the trees - Michael Simms "Sometimes I Wake Early"

A walk along the edge of our mountain - Michael Simms "Sometimes I Wake Early"

Slopes crowded with sumac and maple - Michael Simms "Sometimes I Wake Early"

A huddle of houses under the clouds - Michael Simms "Sometimes I Wake Early"

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Potential Titles: W. Gilmore Simms

Wisely one sweet instrument to choose - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets I: Chaucer" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Brought other Muses down to aid - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets I: Chaucer" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Had all the orchestra at service - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets II: Shakspeare" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

The wild strain that night-winds wake from reeds - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets II: Shakspeare" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

From reeds that breathe in pain - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets II: Shakspeare" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Compelled a voice from native oracles - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets III: The Same" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

That still survive their altars by their spells - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets III: The Same" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Guarding with might each avenue to fame - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets III: The Same" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

If erring often, never commonplace - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets III: The Same" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

When wo commands the tear to speak - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets III: The Same" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

His wit ne'er drives his wisdom out of court - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets III: The Same" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Whose skill brings hosts to worship - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets III: The Same" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

By fantastic wiles persuade the passions - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets IV: Spenser" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Making the heart forgetful of itself - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets IV: Spenser" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

To follow out and trace its labyrinths - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets IV: Spenser" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

With what art he fashioned fairy realms - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets IV: Spenser" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Milton sings with drooping spheres about him - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets V: Milton" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

The sense of the invisible and true still present - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets V: Milton" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

The consciousness of duration through all time - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets V: Milton" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

When every bird was on his wing - W. Gilmore Simms "Stanzas"

Renewal of life's secret spring - W. Gilmore Simms "Stanzas"

That sacred freshness of the heart - W. Gilmore Simms "Stanzas"

Yet untaught by shame and art - W. Gilmore Simms "Stanzas"

Throned in her realm of wood and field - W. Gilmore Simms "Stanzas"

Of rocky realm and haunted shade - W. Gilmore Simms "Stanzas"

Drives Winter from his path of strife - W. Gilmore Simms "Stanzas"

While all her thousand fingers play - W. Gilmore Simms "Stanzas"


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Potential Titles: Nathan Spoon

I will start again tomorrow - Nathan Spoon "The Genie Speaks"

Waking under the fingernails of Scheherazade - Nathan Spoon "The Genie Speaks"

Our other earth opens a secret hand - Nathan Spoon "The Genie Speaks"

Morning frost touched by sunshine - Nathan Spoon "Poem of Thankfulness"

How the injured heart cannot heal - Nathan Spoon "Poem of Thankfulness"


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Potential Titles: Kim Stafford

Part of a storm that changes everything - Kim Stafford "Advice from a Raindrop"

In deep darkness on a cold twig - Kim Stafford "For the Bird Singing Before Dawn"

Three tiny eggs in thistledown - Kim Stafford "Wren's Nest in a Shed Near Aurora"

Enthralled by war in distant lands - Kim Stafford "Wren's Nest in a Shed Near Aurora"

Ripen, grow wings, and build songs - Kim Stafford "Wren's Nest in a Shed Near Aurora"


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Potential Titles: Ann K. Schwader

Held sparks within their darkness - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Marker Memory"

Silt of stars washed down from skies - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Marker Memory"

Her misgivings never strayed from liquid night - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Marker Memory"

Some fragments of his life dissolved - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Missing Time"

A nagging sense of neurons stalled - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Missing Time"

A star chart might work better than a map - Ann K. Schwader "Abductee: Two Sonnets: Missing Time"

Sacrificed preconceptions and perspectives - Ann K. Schwader "Alexandria Next Time"

Speak the wisdom of worlds past - Ann K. Schwader "Alexandria Next Time"

Salvaged texts from empires perished - Ann K. Schwader "Alexandria Next Time"

The unnatural deaths of steel and concrete - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"

Juggernauts flailing to their own rhythms - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"

Our dreams bleed out upon strange altars - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"

On either side of a fresh abyss - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"

The cave mouth's event horizon breath - Ann K. Schwader "Alien Machines"

Apparition less of mist than hunger - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"

Murmurs in the dreams of chosen daughters - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"

What spirit of corruption endures to threaten - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"

Truth beyond the authorized & ancient - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"

As fading stars surrender - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"

Ancient opener of all ways to darkness - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"

Her mystery eclipses tarnished stars - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"

Holding hunger inside them for a weapon - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"

Ancient wisdom like the bitterness of stars - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"

Know the truth of your corruption - Ann K. Schwader "Ammutseba Rising"

Peel back the mask of truth - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"

Half phantom at our feast - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"

As night begins its metamorphosis - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"

Every specter laid by tattered saffron - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"

Die unblessed beneath strange moons - Ann K. Schwader "At the Last of Carcosa"

The pitted pillars of our last and highest cities - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"

The acid of its own long dying - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"

But too late and each alone - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"

Haunted mirrors stare down from all sides - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"

Before their needles took us - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"

Cargo in winter's hold - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"

Suspended through the twilight centuries - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"

Linger at the cavern entrance to nothingness - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"

In these shadows knotted through the stars - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"

Scrawls out its ocher & imagination - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"

Claw marks annotate awakening - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"

Instinct mutates to law - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"

Stones charcoaled with ritual fire - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"

A wind made terrible by time - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"

Light years & lightless dreams - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"

Countless corridors worn slick as glass - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"

Times no nightmare could surpass - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"

Emblazoned with extinction's bleak device - Ann K. Schwader "Climate of Fear"

The shattered hue of starlight failing - Ann K. Schwader "Conflict Carbon"

Cries out in siren welcome to the night - Ann K. Schwader "Cordyceps zombii"

Perfects its own malign intent - Ann K. Schwader "Cordyceps zombii"

Creep beyond the subtle borderline of sleep - Ann K. Schwader "Darkest Anodyne"

Though we civilize perdition - Ann K. Schwader "Darkest Anodyne"

Darkest anodyne against our pain - Ann K. Schwader "Darkest Anodyne"

Seeping out across oblivious space - Ann K. Schwader "Dead Light"

This spangled canopy of pyres to the distant dead - Ann K. Schwader "Dead Light"

Clotted darkness threatening moonlight - Ann K. Schwader "Deconstructing Night"

A privileged view of questionable worth - Ann K. Schwader "Deconstructing Night"

Between these penciled lines of dusk & dawn - Ann K. Schwader "Deconstructing Night"

Falls ancient as the curse of Cain - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"

That murders sight in canyon shadows - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"

Where the rains of eons murmured their refrain - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"

Until the ravaged earth gave way - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"

Chaos written plain in fossil glyphs - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"

This troubled clay surrendering to sunset - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"

Mortal gray becomes the indigo of tides - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Nocturne"

What blooms bears thorns - Ann K. Schwader "Desert Protocol"

The dust of dynasties upon my lips - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"

Torn from a simpler immortality - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"

A failing candle I dare not extinguish - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"

Shadows crawl in hieroglyphs of prophecy - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"

Runs deep enough to drown this certainty - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"

Brittle, transitory things already lost - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"

Scars across the face of night - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"

Chaos ravening past sight - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"

Tracing shapes of void from starlight - Ann K. Schwader "Fatal Constellations"

This cavern sanctified by screams & sacrifice - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"

His demon siblings by the score - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"

Who voyaged deathless through the vacuum seas - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"

Whose twin mouths gape with venom & desire - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"

Bearing fire & sharp obsidian - Ann K. Schwader "Fiesta of Our Lady"

Whose samite masks veil little more than entropy - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"

Entropy incarnate in the blood - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"

Twin suns bled to ash behind their moons - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"

Unslaked by any wine save life - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"

A tattered wind alone replied - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"

Replied in threnodies through bones - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"

Creep into their sorceries of sleep - Ann K. Schwader "Finale, Act Two"

Hold to shadow as the last reality - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"

Unfold unfettered from the tyranny of sun - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"

Never heard the call to shelter - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"

Felt the sirens wail between our bones - Ann K. Schwader "Flash Specters"

Comes fraught with strange illusions - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"

Knot by knot they fall undone - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"

A venomed breeze exhales them - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"

The bleak allure of Aprils lost - Ann K. Schwader "Frost Ghosts"

The exile our fickle star requires - Ann K. Schwader "Given to the Frost"

Faces in the nightmares we'll deny - Ann K. Schwader "Given to the Frost"

Some refrain of wailing in the rafters - Ann K. Schwader "Giving Up the Ghost"

When such rare delights as these abide - Ann K. Schwader "Giving Up the Ghost"

May sustain itself by shadows at the edge of sight - Ann K. Schwader "Giving Up the Ghost"

No turning from the hounds of Time - Ann K. Schwader "Gone to Ground"

Crime & punishment made one - Ann K. Schwader "Gone to Ground"

No victory in going swift to ground - Ann K. Schwader "Gone to Ground"

Some broken things don't heal - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"

The highway takes them young - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"

No regrets, no questions, no demands - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"

That even last mistakes can be outrun - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"

That motion is salvation granted at gunpoint - Ann K. Schwader "Goodnight Aileen"

Spoke the sacred names of Thebes - Ann K. Schwader "Horizon of the Aten"

Sand upon the wind's tongue scouring - Ann K. Schwader "Horizon of the Aten"

By ignorance of a mayfly's ending - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"

Resources sacrificed to other crises - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"

Leaving us little but bitter ashes - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"

A dream of stardrives shattered - Ann K. Schwader "If Cold Is a War"

In the burned places where light is ash - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"

Ash of slaughtered stars - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"

Where silence stiffens to rigor mortis - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"

For Oppenheimer's optimal blossom - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"

Between our walls of phantom data - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"

The winds that blow contagion - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"

Clenched tight on godspeak shrapnel - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"

The enemy inherent in our mirrors - Ann K. Schwader "In the Burned Places"

Obscuring time's frail fabric as it rips - Ann K. Schwader "In This Brief Interval"

Dizzied by ascension to this height - Ann K. Schwader "In This Brief Interval"

Born swimmer in the data stream - Ann K. Schwader "It Wears You"

This latest means of never needing air - Ann K. Schwader "It Wears You"

The cyborg lifestyle has its thrills - Ann K. Schwader "It Wears You"

Rose against the dark like vengeance hurled - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah II: The White Stone"

Vengeance hurled from utter Void - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah II: The White Stone"

Constrained no longer by the laws of man - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah III: Nahab"

Those poisoned claws called justice - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah V: Through Certain Angles"

Where all persuasions & equations lose their grip - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah V: Through Certain Angles"

On His throne of shattered stars - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah V: Through Certain Angles"

The calculus of fear laid forth in gore - Ann K. Schwader "Keziah VI: Of What Remained"

Time falls away with twilight - Ann K. Schwader "Last Light, Frijoles Canyon"

These walls incised with nightmare - Ann K. Schwader "Last Light, Frijoles Canyon"

Till only ladders bring deliverance - Ann K. Schwader "Last Light, Frijoles Canyon"

Carts whose banshee wheels cry havoc - Ann K. Schwader "The Laundrymen"

Soul sister to the whippoorwill & crow - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"

Still feels the star-winds blow - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"

Where chaos keeps its throne - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"

Before the sovereignity of sharper gales - Ann K. Schwader "Lavinia in Autumn"

In the shadow land between streetlights - Ann K. Schwader "Mardi Gras Postmortem"

To curse their thankless task ahead - Ann K. Schwader "Mardi Gras Postmortem"

Imperishable blue this bitter sky - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"

Kindle leaves & clay with rare copal - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"

Who summons clouds to birth - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"

These bones we bartered for the rains - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"

Fate gazes back imperishable blue - Ann K. Schwader "Maya Blue (At Chichen Itza)"

Given myself as an unasked weapon - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"

A shattered innocence consoled by venom - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"

Conversations twining cold between my vertebrae - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"

Undeclared war echoed from my step - Ann K. Schwader "Medusa, Becoming"

Permanent footprints in a video landscape - Ann K. Schwader "Minions of the Moon"

A formula in yards not meters - Ann K. Schwader "Minions of the Moon"

Pure wilderness still sovereign - Ann K. Schwader "Minions of the Moon"

Shall welcome every child of Hydra's race - Ann K. Schwader "Mother's Night"

All night beneath the dreams of London - Ann K. Schwader "Necropolis Railway Incident"

Whose twisted arabesques suggest no single form - Ann K. Schwader "The Night of Her Return"

A thousand shadows of the pure grotesque - Ann K. Schwader "The Night of Her Return"

A whisper lost on the ferryman's lips - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"

Slow through the cave of my veins - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"

I wandered the asphodel stars - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"

Unweaving my dreams each century - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"

A second obol secret beneath my tongue - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"

Bright dust of a hundred worlds on your feet - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"

The scent of nameless Calypsos - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"

Whose face is lit with the flames of cities - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"

These stars will never shine so bright - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"

Their galaxies in panicked flight - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"

All vacating this scrap of sky - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"

Our dreams hold less of hope - Ann K. Schwader "On Any Given Midnight"

Twisted in a pallid shadow-knot - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"

Sealed forever by reentry's kiss of peace - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"

Sublime & hot as seraph breath - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"

From all our wondering, wounded world - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"

The chaff from bleeding wheat - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"

Blameless catalyst of our defeat - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"

What star begot these bones - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"

Our souls shall taste nirvana in such sleep - Ann K. Schwader "Ossuary"

Clockwork hearts with crystal chips & atom beats - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"

All men are defeated equal - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"

A labyrinth of diagrams - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"

The weight of tech against Thoth's scale - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"

All unshaped unbidden miracles - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"

Beneath its polished mirror moon - Ann K. Schwader "Past Human"

A truth unbearable without this stranger's mask - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"

A truth bitter past bearing - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"

That king whose tattered mantle beckons from the dark - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"

A mask of saffron veiled us from ourselves - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"

What tongue shall sing this truth? - Ann K. Schwader "The Queen's Speech"

With tongues of blood & faith & prophecy - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

A mutation of myth hardwired - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

That burned her dreams to spiral ashes - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Blue beyond the grammar of imagination - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Lifted her past midnight into truth - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Starlight turned them shrill as crystal - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Until a random shard drew scarlet - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Bottled rainbows by the fistful - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Blackout curtains blank across her window - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Hostage to her own event horizon - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Strangers with myths for maps - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Whose prophecies scrawl tongues of fire - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Tongues of fire across our midnight sky - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"

Washed their faces clean of love - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"

Their bones are coldsleep coral now - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"

Eroded by slowly dreaming centuries - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"

Dying stars our skies have long forgotten - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"

Have twisted comets out of thought - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"

Forged new orbits for the myths we made - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"

By fading firelight in the caves of winter - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"

Siren gusts like tides beneath their words - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"

Footprints on some night-drowned beach - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"

For oceans gravity did not command - Ann K. Schwader "Rich & Strange"

Speaks in hieroglyphs of red - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"

Strange wisdom from a god long dead - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"

Bred by want's unalterable demands - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"

The future draws its crimson thread - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"

Sweet atomic absolution of our myriad sins - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"

In one swift Lenten smear of ash - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"

Shadow on a shattered concrete sky - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"

The silence we were promised - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"

Sirens above a blasted blameless graveyard - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"

Broken daily into shards of shrapnel - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"

Of vermin beset by ancient plagues - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"

Along a web of unsuspected faults - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"

Some tower tumbles, lightning-struck - Ann K. Schwader "Slouching Towards Entropy"

When vision shrieked like a mad sunflower - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"

Event horizons shimmered in the sunset - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"

Paint maelstroms into Milky Ways - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"

A bridge redshifts toward oblivion - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"

Needed no dismembered star to guide you - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"

From the black hole of your birth - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"

Shared this galaxy's endless scream - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"

Though Homer knew the power of dark blood - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"

Tongues parched centuries past silence - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"

As if coincidence alone explained such wounds - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"

Familiar as the ghosts of our bad nights - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"

Wandering unsatisfied between hells - Ann K. Schwader "Time Ghosts"

This suspicion once wove Atlantis through us - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"

Carved out Eden between our ribs - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"

Why the iron that marks our blood is restless - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"

Seeking some heart beyond our hearts - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"

Shooting stars not worth the wishing on - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"

To that remotest of reflected blessings - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"

Darkness slides from their heights - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"

To drown our tattered lives - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"

Leaking heat into winter's infinity - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"

Moebius corridors where imagination failed - Ann K. Schwader "Towers of Light"

Forgive all limits of imagination - Ann K. Schwader "Void Flyers"

Keep strange faith with entities of elder void - Ann K. Schwader "Void Flyers"

Who cry like ravens at spacetime destroyed - Ann K. Schwader "Void Flyers"

The aether swells with arias & whispers - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"

Tell our tales of plasma waves - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"

Reshaping fear as placid science - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"

Cast adrift by proxy on a vast black sea - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"

Trust a little less in certainties so fragile - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"

Drift & sing the death of starlight - Ann K. Schwader "Void Music"

Yet those black seas bewitched us - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"

Beyond the fragile light that marks our star - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"

Prove no more than fireflies in a jar - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"

What dark god's avatar awaits - Ann K. Schwader "A Voyage(r) Too Far"

& never dream that you should be afraid - Ann K. Schwader "Weird of the White Sybil"

From the fertile mud of memory & myth - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"

That crop-eared horror who haunted deserts - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"

The breath of chaos howled there - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"

A solar wind too strong to ride - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"

Built their lives of stone & gold - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"

One lotus night tinged blue with deja vu - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"

Our airless desert seared by stars - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"

Omens cryptic & golden, poisoned & red - Ann K. Schwader "Wind Shift"

May wait in silence & unasked - Ann K. Schwader "Wind Shift"

The twisted bones of things revealed - Ann K. Schwader "Wind Shift"

In equal parts infernal & divine - Ann K. Schwader "The Winds of Sesqua Valley"

Who wove their threnody with foot & flute - Ann K. Schwader "The Winds of Sesqua Valley"

In hopes of wiping out some future hell - Ann K. Schwader "Wolves of Mars"

Each question leaves a scar - Ann K. Schwader "Wolves of Mars"

Pristine as dust upon his chalice - Ann K. Schwader "Yhoundeh Fades"


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Potential Titles: J. S. D. S.

Pensive, passionate child of song - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Of things by the world's crowd unnoticed - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Their bold and sacrilegious flight - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Infatuating with its serpent glance - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Diamond-glittering mine of ever-burning stars - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Fond idolator at every shrine where beauty lingers - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Treasured up earth's glorious things - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Her fatal gifts relinquish or resign - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Lighting up vestiges almost divine - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

Hid beneath some passing shadows gray - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

The subtle storm-fiend watches for his prey - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)

And quench her light in the dark stream of death - J.S.D.S. "The Poet" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)


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Potential Titles: Saheed Sunday

Mnemonic skills test positive - Saheed Sunday "Fluorescence"

Wads of silk stretched in lengths - Saheed Sunday "Fluorescence"

Flashed itself through the marketplace - Saheed Sunday "Fluorescence"

Throws himself to the wind - Saheed Sunday "Fluorescence"

The crow that caws at the core of the sea - Saheed Sunday "Fluorescence"


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Potential Titles: C.T. Salazar

the bathtub full of your spring weeds - C.T. Salazar "River"

where cotton built cathedrals - C.T. Salazar "River"

that praise what blood buys - C.T. Salazar "River"

how you hold a cottonmouth in a crosshair - C.T. Salazar "River"

become a mob in neon shouting - C.T. Salazar "River"

light that fell against the prison floor - C.T. Salazar "River"

the kind of applause it takes to live - C.T. Salazar "River"

demands we graffiti on the levee wall - C.T. Salazar "River"


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Potential Titles: Jacqueline Suskin

Sit in front of two candles - Jacqueline Suskin "How to Fall in Love with Yourself"

Your skull is a cup hungry for light - Jacqueline Suskin "How to Fall in Love with Yourself"

A hole there where elements can enter - Jacqueline Suskin "How to Fall in Love with Yourself"

A dose of brilliant honey - Jacqueline Suskin "How to Fall in Love with Yourself"

For burning with such ease - Jacqueline Suskin "How to Fall in Love with Yourself"

Soaking in the final gift of sun - Jacqueline Suskin "Sunrise, Sunset"


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Potential Titles: Nnadi Samuel

Steadied on the red reserve of its bloodstream - Nnadi Samuel "On the Shores of Ninevah"

This creature that defies dying - Nnadi Samuel "On the Shores of Ninevah"

science rewards me with black temper - Nnadi Samuel "Orchard of Failed Sciences"

unfurl into an orchard of failed sciences - Nnadi Samuel "Orchard of Failed Sciences"

puppet for self-discovery - Nnadi Samuel "Orchard of Failed Sciences"

this acre of hand tilled hibiscus - Nnadi Samuel "Someday, I Identify as a Prairie"

grief looks gorgeous in the face of harm - Nnadi Samuel "Someday, I Identify as a Prairie"

sorrow knew me in the early hours - Nnadi Samuel "Someday, I Identify as a Prairie"

leaves petrichor as aftertaste - Nnadi Samuel "Someday, I Identify as a Prairie"

thank the edges for being jagged - Nnadi Samuel "Someday, I Identify as a Prairie"


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Potential Titles: Holly J. Schaeffer-Raymond

Excludes the idea of any communication - Holly J. Schaeffer-Raymond "Excerpts from Sign & Grudge"

Red noise for a blue message - Holly J. Schaeffer-Raymond "Excerpts from Sign & Grudge"

In the guise of two pressed thumbs - Holly J. Schaeffer-Raymond "Excerpts from Sign & Grudge"

Black salt beneath the fingernails - Holly J. Schaeffer-Raymond "Excerpts from Sign & Grudge"

And their slow cocoons in Autumn - Holly J. Schaeffer-Raymond "Excerpts from Sign & Grudge"


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Potential Titles: Elizabeth Schmuhl

Allowing these kinds of questions to ripen - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #22"

Living in this sea of leaves - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #22"

Who could refuse this softness? - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #24"

Permission to lie down forever - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #24"

The coyotes howl on the distant tracks - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #34"

My body is just a vehicle to move me - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #39"

Sing with the owl to the harvest moon - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #39"

Remnants of the heavens we both once were - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #40"

Deep inside cold January - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #49"

Red sumac stains on their hands - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #56"

Two mirrors looking for arrowheads - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #56"

The thunder a pulse thicker than mine - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #59"

Following the pleasure of the storm - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #59"

The lightning entering my veins - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #59"

The loneliness stitched to my bones - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #66"

Underneath a key lime moon - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #69"

My freckles mapping where I begin - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #81"

Autumn enters my blood early - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #84"

Not bound here by blood or bone - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #93"

A fast cloud moving against the sand - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #95"

With clouds traveling slower than minnows - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #95"

Telling myself something sweet and something sacred - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #98"

The mind has a way of remembering explosions - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #124"


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Potential Titles: Tobias Seamon

Posting missives of hidden love for strangers - Tobias Seamon "A Daybook of Devils"

Secret admirer to the all-alone - Tobias Seamon "A Daybook of Devils"

And make peppermint resolutions to the New Year - Tobias Seamon "A Daybook of Devils"

Leering ruefully at broken promises - Tobias Seamon "A Daybook of Devils"

Like eventual witnesses will outlive your boast - Tobias Seamon "Deities"

Spectral and uncertain under the fog - Tobias Seamon "Halos"

Reading circular augurs of light - Tobias Seamon "Halos"

Eyes imprisoned behind crimson bars of light - Tobias Seamon "Halos"

Nothing at all except Time which owns all things - Tobias Seamon "Halos"

Were created not with light but clay - Tobias Seamon "Halos"

Banished to the night and the wilderness - Tobias Seamon "Halos"

Tradition is capable of crossing any ocean - Tobias Seamon "Letter from the Old World"

Roads and terrible things in dark turnings - Tobias Seamon "Near Life Experience"

The curiosity of ghosts relating boneyard tales - Tobias Seamon "Near Life Experience"

With tales of spears and distant victories - Tobias Seamon "We Asked"


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Potential Titles: Heather Shaw

A look they share with the acid-eater - Heather Shaw "The Children of the Moon"

The dark side lighted only by the cycles of the moon - Heather Shaw "The Children of the Moon"

The world of night is their kingdom - Heather Shaw "The Children of the Moon"

Clearly reflected in the dark space of her eyes - Heather Shaw "The Children of the Moon"

Using the game to create the essential essence - Heather Shaw "The Children of the Moon"

The music of her distant siblings dying - Heather Shaw "The Children of the Moon"


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Potential Titles: Marge Simon

Too long I've been in exile - Marge Simon "The Astronaut's Return"

Our cherished histories endure within the sea - Marge Simon "The Astronaut's Return"

Our lives part of the elemental clock - Marge Simon "The Astronaut's Return"

Leave answers to forgotten questions - Marge Simon "The Holes Through which the Scarabs Come"

Announced the thunderous entry of passing souls - Marge Simon "The Holes Through which the Scarabs Come"

Ever in motion to stay alive - Marge Simon "The Native Finds Her in the Wreckage"

Those with destinies die complete - Marge Simon "Plaster Messiahs"

Dig holes into the water to find the fish - Marge Simon "Plaster Messiahs"

A broken door I struggle with, but cannot open - Marge Simon "Plaster Messiahs"

The debris of loneliness and bygone times - Marge Simon "Sightings: Fritz Leiber"

An elevator hauled by golden chains - Marge Simon "Sightings: Algis Budrys"

Reminders, a company of ghosts, prisoners in kind - Marge Simon "Spacers' Prison"

Blood on leather, a rain of shadows - Marge Simon "Spacers' Prison"

A wraparound window overlooking the universe - Marge Simon "Sturgeon Crosses Over"

Immersed in the creation of new worlds - Marge Simon "Sturgeon Crosses Over"

Themes from a lifetime of words on paper - Marge Simon "Sturgeon Crosses Over"

A game of rooks & bishops on an expanding board - Marge Simon "Sturgeon Crosses Over"


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Potential Titles: Jake Skeets

moonlight perched above the town - Jake Skeets "Anthropocene: A Dictionary"

the earth shines black in the sirens - Jake Skeets "Anthropocene: A Dictionary"

northward fire twists around the shrublands - Jake Skeets "Anthropocene: A Dictionary"

Drenched between the hours - Jake Skeets "Anthropocenic"

When water undresses into tar sands - Jake Skeets "Anthropocenic"

Narrow miracles and answers set to stone - Jake Skeets "Anthropocenic"

Siphon doubt from his throat - Jake Skeets "Buffalograss"

In between the letters are boots crushing tumbleweeds - Jake Skeets "Drunktown"

Go for the foul with thirty seconds left - Jake Skeets "Drunktown"

Gray highway veins narrow - Jake Skeets "Drunktown"

Dollar bills for his index and ring fingers - Jake Skeets "Drunktown"

The sky places an arm on the near hills - Jake Skeets "Drunktown"

An owl has a skeleton of three letters - Jake Skeets "Drunktown"

water and sun race every infinite evening - Jake Skeets "Eating Wild Carrots with My Brothers on the Mesa"

winter with its obsessed wind - Jake Skeets "Eating Wild Carrots with My Brothers on the Mesa"

each spring that see storm after storm - Jake Skeets "Eating Wild Carrots with My Brothers on the Mesa"

pasqueflowers open their palms to straight rain - Jake Skeets "Eating Wild Carrots with My Brothers on the Mesa"

Holdover from last season's wilds - Jake Skeets "If Fire"

Bursts into dandelion seeds - Jake Skeets "In the Fields"

Mud water puddles along enamel - Jake Skeets "In the Fields"

Milk vetch, tumbleweed, and sticker bush - Jake Skeets "In the Fields"

Beneath the sumac, yarrow, and bitter water - Jake Skeets "In the Fields"

A generator station opens its eye - Jake Skeets "Let There Be Coal"

Her stories coiled in warp and wool - Jake Skeets "Let There Be Coal"

Bring in the coal that dyes our hands black - Jake Skeets "Let There Be Coal"

and the night turns over a millennia - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"

deserts build water so drink the lightning - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"

velvet ants and paper wasps testify - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"

sandstone bones are left long under sage - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"

atmospheric heat to storm and swallow - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"

a city that too builds its water from fly ash - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"

the cactus wren finished the lightning - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"

thorns in the inches of light sunsets have - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"


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Potential Titles: Kaya Skovdatter

Teases string theory and quantum mechanics - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

Detached from earth and earthly voice - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

Preaches the holy search for a Grand Unifying Theory - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

For the light that shines there, waiting - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

In those beautiful, too-brief moments - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

Through worlds they will explore over the coming years - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

Across time stretching infinitely far - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

Past visible borders and boundaries - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

Carried on the equations of wings - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

The celestial swan that once dreamed itself a person - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

Slipped down from starry heavens to walk in other step - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

To make shadow play of their contents on the walls - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

And basks in the warmth of these still-fragile stars - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"


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Potential Titles: Alan Sullivan

One moment see that which before me lies - Alan Sullivan "Confession, Creed, and Prayer"

My finite heart shrinks from the infinite - Alan Sullivan "Confession, Creed, and Prayer"

My fears, in bitterness and sorrow, void of tears - Alan Sullivan "Confession, Creed, and Prayer"

Whose tranquil orb resplendent sails the ethereal main - Alan Sullivan "A Question"

For ever braving the celestial gales - Alan Sullivan "A Question"

Eyes that keep eternal watch, unshaken, strong, and true - Alan Sullivan "A Question"

Redolent with balm of myrtle, orange, and the rose - Alan Sullivan "A Question"

Whose trumpet voice can shake the shuddering echoes of the cave - Alan Sullivan "A Question"

Consumes the glowing heart of earth - Alan Sullivan "A Question"

Of worlds unborn and planets that have been - Alan Sullivan "A Question"

Felt my soul within me reel and sway - Alan Sullivan "A Vision"

Until it reached those barriers Elysian - Alan Sullivan "A Vision"

Creates one great impassable division twixt us and our desire - Alan Sullivan "A Vision"

Such forms as haunt our loveliest dreams - Alan Sullivan "A Vision"

The wandering phantom bride - Alan Sullivan "The White Canoe"

A whisper of life in the grey dead trees - Alan Sullivan "The White Canoe"

So come when the moon is enthroned in the sky - Alan Sullivan "The White Canoe"

The mystery that none but her children know - Alan Sullivan "The White Canoe"

Taste of the rest that the weary crave - Alan Sullivan "The White Canoe"

Stars above us, depths beneath us - Alan Sullivan "The Widower's Lullaby"

Spellbound, silent, down a shimmering track of light - Alan Sullivan "The Widower's Lullaby"


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Potential Titles: May Sinclair

Woven of a thousand strands - May Sinclair "The Dark Night (XVIII)"

The cool fragrance of the first lilac - May Sinclair "The Dark Night (XVIII)"

Wild mint in the wood - May Sinclair "The Dark Night (XVIII)"

The leaping of the red squirrel - May Sinclair "The Dark Night (XVIII)"

The commotion of stars and clouds - May Sinclair "The Dark Night (XVIII)"

Made of the South Wind and the West Wind - May Sinclair "The Dark Night (XVIII)"


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Potential Titles: Gerald Stern

Those peacocks in the ditches - Gerald Stern "Bruce"

Rooted in canyons you can't imagine - Gerald Stern "Crosshatching"

After the hottest May and the coldest June - Gerald Stern "Dandelions"

Never trusted his paradise - Gerald Stern "E. P. 1"

I have been a mother to geese - Gerald Stern "Egg"

Some keeper of music will know - Gerald Stern "Exordium and Terminus"

Of what was doomsday then - Gerald Stern "Exordium and Terminus"

The geese have their heaven - Gerald Stern "Grass and Water"

Sudden subtle bridges - Gerald Stern "Grass and Water"

Not for one good second - Gerald Stern "Grass and Water"

The stabbed uprooted sycamore - Gerald Stern "Grass and Water"

In that ruined mountain city - Gerald Stern "The Hammer"

The more blurred our love was - Gerald Stern "Hearts"

And is the rooster loyal - Gerald Stern "In Time"

Even the robin could hear - Gerald Stern "Justice"

Have listened to and lived with grasshoppers - Gerald Stern "Mimi"

So thin the clouds went through it - Gerald Stern "Mimi"

Stand for me as a cipher - Gerald Stern "Pag"

Closer by an inch to the sun - Gerald Stern "Places You Wouldn't Believe"

Mercy at the makeshift desk - Gerald Stern "Places You Wouldn't Believe"

That fought over the eggshells - Gerald Stern "Salt"

And Moses alone was the light - Gerald Stern "Samaritans"

Shadows caught with our mouths open - Gerald Stern "Ted Rosenberg"

Nineteen poets sitting on their thrones - Gerald Stern "Ted Rosenberg"

How a candle instructed me - Gerald Stern "Winter Thirst"

Coal fumes and the rawness of locusts - Gerald Stern "You"


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Potential Titles: Janice Lobo Sapigao

Window panes breaking in slow motion - Janice Lobo Sapigao "HomeGoods"

Build separate homes from red tag items - Janice Lobo Sapigao "HomeGoods"

How one builds a house from the inside - Janice Lobo Sapigao "HomeGoods"

All the time we buy back - Janice Lobo Sapigao "HomeGoods"

Parents or partners to plants - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Silhouette"

The moon a parabola to our party - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Silhouette"

Herbs and succulents on their windowsills - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Silhouette"

Now steals thyme with me - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Silhouette"

Her forest of planted avocado jars - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Silhouette"

Meal planning with a sweet tooth - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Silhouette"

A garden of all we've loved - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Silhouette"

How the sun stays lit during an eclipse - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Silhouette"

An unnamed earthquake - Janice Lobo Sapigao "There Will Be No Funeral"

How it stretches a sunset - Janice Lobo Sapigao "There Will Be No Funeral"

When only darkness has the space - Janice Lobo Sapigao "There Will Be No Funeral"

When we can't afford our grief - Janice Lobo Sapigao "There Will Be No Funeral"

The beer and barbecue footnote - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Uncles"

Each word sharpening a knife - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Uncles"

Sausage cackling char on the grill - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Uncles"

My voice a fire extinguisher - Janice Lobo Sapigao "Uncles"


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Potential Titles: Robert W. Service

And half my course is well-nigh run - Robert W. Service "At Thirty-Five"

I fumbled fortune, flouted fate - Robert W. Service "At Thirty-Five"

Those who matched me in the race - Robert W. Service "At Thirty-Five"

Midnight feast and famished dawn - Robert W. Service "At Thirty-Five"

Ere Fate writes Finis to the tome - Robert W. Service "At Thirty-Five"

Watch me grow younger every year - Robert W. Service "At Thirty-Five"

Has the cut of a naked knife - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

And the stars are rapier keen - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

Home to your place of power and pride - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

All alone in the splendid emptiness - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

What did your deep damnation prove? - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

With the width of a world between - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

Has hidden it in the secret heart of the Wild - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

Welling back from the raw, red dawn of life - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

A mad sun goading to frenzied flame - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

A sudden sense of the frozen void - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

The aching gleam and the hush of dream - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

The caribou shadow the shining plain - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

You have held the throne of the Great Unknown - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

Strung your soul to silence - Robert W. Service "The Call of the Wild"

A whisper on the night-wind - Robert W. Service "The Call of the Wild"

A star agleam to guide us - Robert W. Service "The Call of the Wild"

When even the worst is said - Robert W. Service "Cheer"

Weird shadows jigged athwart the gloom - Robert W. Service "The Dreamer"

Bring their prize assassins to the bloody work - Robert W. Service "The Dreamer"

Give your gold no acid test - Robert W. Service "Dreams Are Best"

Fortressed in your solitude - Robert W. Service "Dreams Are Best"

Truth's a minion of the mind - Robert W. Service "Dreams Are Best"

Fallen brains and hearts of brass - Robert W. Service "Dreams Are Best"

Who have trusted the trail - Robert W. Service "L'Envoi"

Who are strong to withstand - Robert W. Service "L'Envoi"

Who are swift to assail - Robert W. Service "L'Envoi"

Vintage of desperate years - Robert W. Service "L'Envoi"

The lure of your trail - Robert W. Service "L'Envoi"

And fight under the vampire wing - Robert W. Service "L'Envoi"

Reaping a barren grain - Robert W. Service "L'Envoi"

Have dipped pen in your heart - Robert W. Service "The Ghosts"

Singing his glad, mad songs of earth - Robert W. Service "The Ghosts"

In the abyss his soul he stripped - Robert W. Service "The Ghosts"

Wrestled with God for the sacred fire - Robert W. Service "The Ghosts"

The stories we do not dare to tell - Robert W. Service "The Ghosts"

Locked in the silence of the heart - Robert W. Service "The Ghosts"

Your rafters are scribbled with adage and rhyme - Robert W. Service "Good-Bye, Little Cabin"

Dimmed with tobacco and dream - Robert W. Service "Good-Bye, Little Cabin"

If I should perish my ghost will come back - Robert W. Service "Good-Bye, Little Cabin"

A cast-iron smile of joy - Robert W. Service "Grin"

I'd lie and listen to eternity passing over - Robert W. Service "Heart o' the North"

Bare their fangs unto the moon - Robert W. Service "The Heart of the Sourdough"

Keep their tryst with the tranquil snows - Robert W. Service "The Heart of the Sourdough"

Where the silences are spawned - Robert W. Service "The Heart of the Sourdough"

And the light of hell-fire flows - Robert W. Service "The Heart of the Sourdough"

The lure of the timeless things - Robert W. Service "The Heart of the Sourdough"

Yet the Wild must win in the end - Robert W. Service "The Heart of the Sourdough"

Pinned between subway and overhead train - Robert W. Service "I'm Scared of it All"

My ultimate valleys where solitude reigns - Robert W. Service "I'm Scared of it All"

Prowl in the canyons of dismal unrest - Robert W. Service "I'm Scared of it All"

The insolent towers that sprawl to the sky - Robert W. Service "I'm Scared of it All"

To be starving on rabbits up there - Robert W. Service "I'm Scared of it All"

Clutched the reins of a shooting star - Robert W. Service "The Junior God"

A little beat within the heart of Time - Robert W. Service "Just Think!"

Lonely sunsets flare forlorn - Robert W. Service "The Land God Forgot"

Lordly mountains soar in scorn - Robert W. Service "The Land God Forgot"

A lone wolf howls his ancient rune - Robert W. Service "The Land God Forgot"

That dreams at the gates of the day - Robert W. Service "The Land of Beyond"

The vast pool of heaven star-spawned - Robert W. Service "The Land of Beyond"

Swift as the panther in triumph - Robert W. Service "The Law of the Yukon"

Fierce as a bear in defeat - Robert W. Service "The Law of the Yukon"

For a million years and a day - Robert W. Service "The Law of the Yukon"

Gnawing the black crust of failure - Robert W. Service "The Law of the Yukon"

Searching the pit of despair - Robert W. Service "The Law of the Yukon"

In the flush of my midnight skies - Robert W. Service "The Law of the Yukon"

The frogs in frenzied chorus - Robert W. Service "The Logger"

To the swamp where the orchid glows - Robert W. Service "The Lone Trail"

Stark and sullen solitudes - Robert W. Service "The Lure of Little Voices"

Can take no bitter leaving - Robert W. Service "The Lure of Little Voices"

That all the market-place was thrilled to hear - Robert W. Service "The Man Who Knew"

Let us crown him where he sits apart - Robert W. Service "The Man Who Knew"

Down the scarlet glittering street - Robert W. Service "The March of the Dead"

All the crimson wrecks of pride - Robert W. Service "The March of the Dead"

Clutched in hollow hand of ice - Robert W. Service "The March of the Dead"

Sobbing on the bosom of the night - Robert W. Service "Music in the Bush"

Gleaned the triumphs of a day - Robert W. Service "Music in the Bush"

Herself a queen of song - Robert W. Service "Music in the Bush"

The witching strain of a waltz - Robert W. Service "New Year's Eve"

The bleak, barbarian pines - Robert W. Service "The Pines"

Ours to stronghold and defend - Robert W. Service "The Pines"

In the crash of the utter end - Robert W. Service "The Pines"

Ours from the bleak beginning - Robert W. Service "The Pines"

Where mocks that will-o'-wisp - Robert W. Service "Quatrains"

Held the joker and both bowers - Robert W. Service "Quatrains"

Where spheral voices blend - Robert W. Service "Quatrains"

Hang the astral chimes - Robert W. Service "Quatrains"

And sip the wealthy water - Robert W. Service "The Reckoning"

The water where the silver salmon play - Robert W. Service "The Rhyme of the Remittance Man"

Gilded galley-slaves of Mammon - Robert W. Service "The Rhyme of the Remittance Man"

Snow betrays the panther's track - Robert W. Service "The Rhyme of the Remittance Man"

Dreamed so much - Robert Service "Rose Leaves"

Hug them to my eager heart of fire - Robert W. Service "The Song of the Camp-Fire"

Soaring up to heaven as a symbol and a sign - Robert W. Service "The Song of the Camp-Fire"

Made me the devil's tool - Robert W. Service "The Song of the Wage-Slave"

Back to the woods repentant - Robert W. Service "The Song of the Wage-Slave"

The wilds where the caribou call - Robert W. Service "The Spell of the Yukon"

Snows that are older than history - Robert W. Service "The Spell of the Yukon"

Where the weird shadows slant - Robert W. Service "The Spell of the Yukon"

Where the mountains are nameless - Robert W. Service "The Spell of the Yukon"

Luring me on as of old - Robert W. Service "The Spell of the Yukon"

The forests where silence has lease - Robert W. Service "The Spell of the Yukon"

The waves have a story to tell - Robert W. Service "The Three Voices"

The wind has a lesson to teach - Robert W. Service "The Three Voices"

The stars sing an anthem of glory - Robert W. Service "The Three Voices"

When time was yet our vassal - Robert W. Service "The Tramps"

Has lured me to the seven lonely seas - Robert W. Service "The Wanderlust"


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Potential Titles: Aaron Smith

The crooked steel teeth of the city - Aaron Smith "Boston"

Offered myself as sanctuary - Aaron Smith "Boston"

To be finished with desire - Aaron Smith "Boston"

Spelling words with pills spilled - Aaron Smith "Still Life with Antidepressants"

At least today I want to - Aaron Smith "Still Life with Antidepressants"


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Potential Titles Georgina Stuart aka Georgina Stewart aka G.S.

Where the lych-gate casts its cool dark shadow - G.S. [Georgina Stuart or Georgina Stewart] "Butterflies" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, 30 March 1878]

Swallows beneath the church eaves disturb them not - G.S. [Georgina Stuart or Georgina Stewart] "Butterflies" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, 30 March 1878]

Heed not bitter sobs or silent weeping - G.S. [Georgina Stuart or Georgina Stewart] "Butterflies" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, 30 March 1878]

By no rebuke is the sweet silence broken - G.S. [Georgina Stuart or Georgina Stewart] "Butterflies" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, 30 March 1878]

The soul's emblem meets my downcast eyes - G.S. [Georgina Stuart or Georgina Stewart] "Butterflies" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, 30 March 1878]


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Potential Titles: Bruce Smith

Walk vectors of sweet nothings - Bruce Smith "Ballad and Proposition"

Face to face with Monsanto - Bruce Smith "Ballad and Proposition"

Menacing random and illegal patterns - Bruce Smith "Ballad and Proposition"

Lies modified by art - Bruce Smith "Ballad and Proposition"

Of love tending toward catastrophe - Bruce Smith "Ballad and Proposition"

Ending in the underworld and unknowing - Bruce Smith "Ballad and Proposition"

Artfully held in the celestial rain - Bruce Smith "Beautiful Throat"

Out of the frame into smoke and storm - Bruce Smith "Beautiful Throat"

Guns and money swamping the stars - Bruce Smith "Beautiful Throat"

Bewitched mixture of fuel with sea water - Bruce Smith "Beautiful Throat"

The necessary pigments and frankincense - Bruce Smith "Beautiful Throat"

The little spell of emptiness - Bruce Smith "Ferment"

The fret in place of a hero's rage - Bruce Smith "Ferment"

Light scratches into all the surfaces - Bruce Smith "Ferment"

Pulped and vectored like a virus - Bruce Smith "Ferment"

Signatures of lightning - Bruce Smith "Ferment"

Flights of sparrows and hooded crows - Bruce Smith "Ferment"

Beauty as an agent to oblivion - Bruce Smith "Ferment"

Remember the things spirited away - Bruce Smith "Ferment"

I walked in the garden of ruin - Bruce Smith "Garden"

The green-skinned, black-skinned garden of Osiris - Bruce Smith "Garden"

Where wallets are guns - Bruce Smith "Garden"

Whose shadow was punctured by unnumbered shafts - Bruce Smith "Garden"

At the borders between terror and wonder - Bruce Smith "Garden"

Between silence and Sinatra - Bruce Smith "Garden"

That rhymed wilderness and picturesque - Bruce Smith "Garden"

In the grapevine of Babylon - Bruce Smith "Garden"

The fiction of silence and a better self - Bruce Smith "Garden"

The garden of dates and pomegranates - Bruce Smith "Garden"

Turned my back on the abstract - Bruce Smith "Untitled [I turned my back on the color fields]"

In custody of a story - Bruce Smith "Untitled [I turned my back on the color fields]"

The old complaint of love and dollars - Bruce Smith "What Are They Doing in the Next Room"

And love was a binary star - Bruce Smith "What Are They Doing in the Next Room"

Distant bodies eclipsing each other - Bruce Smith "What Are They Doing in the Next Room"

With versions of gravity and light - Bruce Smith "What Are They Doing in the Next Room"

Bliss at having thieved identities - Bruce Smith "What Are They Doing in the Next Room"

The sun clocks in to overwrite the night - Bruce Smith "What Are They Doing in the Next Room"

Hesitates for a second to be incarnate - Bruce Smith "What Are They Doing in the Next Room"


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Potential Titles: Maggie Smith

Horse droppings and hard candy - Maggie Smith "Accidental Pastoral"

Unwrapping golden butterscotches - Maggie Smith "Accidental Pastoral"

Lost among the chestnut trees - Maggie Smith "Apologue (1)"

Who confuses wondering with wandering - Maggie Smith "Apologue (1)"

Stars smolder well into daylight - Maggie Smith "First Fall"

At least fifty percent terrible - Maggie Smith "Good Bones"

Tell the past the truth about itself - Maggie Smith "Joke"

Let us praise the ghost gardens - Maggie Smith "Perennials"

Where perennials wake in competent dirt - Maggie Smith "Perennials"

And frame the absence of a house - Maggie Smith "Perennials"

Needs another to chime against - Maggie Smith "Perennials"

Instead praise meadow and ruin - Maggie Smith "Perennials"

A tigereye banded five kinds of gold - Maggie Smith "Poem Beginning with a Line from It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown"

The sequin tree shaking its spangles - Maggie Smith "Poem Beginning with a Line from It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown"

Whether we're looking or not - Maggie Smith "Poem Beginning with a Line from It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown"

In distorted gold - Maggie Smith "Rasp"

Heat rises in distorted gold - Maggie Smith "Rasp"

Twisting anything seen through it - Maggie Smith "Rasp"

A broom being swept by the wind - Maggie Smith "Rasp"

The starlings choose one piece of sky - Maggie Smith "Starling"

A thousand arrows pointing in unison - Maggie Smith "Starling"

Missed the last train out - Maggie Smith "Twentieth Century"

Wove the long braid down my back - Maggie Smith "Twentieth Century"

As if I'd forgotten your face - Maggie Smith "Twentieth Century"

Levers and gears designed to conceal - Maggie Smith "Voting-Machine"

Where the partial precedes the whole - Maggie Smith "Voting-Machine"

Drizzles gold on her breakfast toast - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"

Casting smoke like a spell - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"

As if smoke revises the story of the air - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"

Forbidden lantern lit on the inside - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"

Honey is sweetness and fear - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"

The bees have learned to embroider - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"

Stitch the sky with warnings - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"

The sound of bees perforating the air - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"

Though the thread too is air - Maggie Smith "Where Honey Comes From"

Have scribbled myself inside it - Maggie Smith "Written Deer"

Either one could be erased - Maggie Smith "Written Deer"


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Potential Titles: Isabella Ann Suverkrop aka I.A.S.

An echo of youth from its far sunny shore - I.A.S. [Isabella Ann Suverkrop] "In the Rhine Woods: Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.24-v.I, 14 June 1884]

Through the dim distant years it resoundeth - I.A.S. [Isabella Ann Suverkrop] "In the Rhine Woods: Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.24-v.I, 14 June 1884]

Mingled the feelings that arise with the strain - I.A.S. [Isabella Ann Suverkrop] "In the Rhine Woods: Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.24-v.I, 14 June 1884]

The home of my youth would be joyless to me - I.A.S. [Isabella Ann Suverkrop] "In the Rhine Woods: Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.24-v.I, 14 June 1884]

A bird's empty nest when the tenant has flown - I.A.S. [Isabella Ann Suverkrop] "In the Rhine Woods: Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.24-v.I, 14 June 1884]

Have dreamed of this land of the oak and the vine - I.A.S. [Isabella Ann Suverkrop] "In the Rhine Woods: Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.24-v.I, 14 June 1884]

And much we have cherished is lost to the sight - I.A.S. [Isabella Ann Suverkrop] "In the Rhine Woods: Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.24-v.I, 14 June 1884]

One thing remains that they cannot control - I.A.S. [Isabella Ann Suverkrop] "In the Rhine Woods: Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.24-v.I, 14 June 1884]


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Potential Titles: R.T. Smith

A flock of sparrows safe from hawks - R.T. Smith "Hardware Sparrows"

A flurry of notes from Mozart - R.T. Smith "Hardware Sparrows"

Swirled from seed to ceiling - R.T. Smith "Hardware Sparrows"

Take grace where we find it - R.T. Smith "Hardware Sparrows"

This month of flood, blackout and frustration - R.T. Smith "Hardware Sparrows"

Float once more on sheer survival - R.T. Smith "Hardware Sparrows"

The shadowy bliss we exist to explore - R.T. Smith "Hardware Sparrows"

With smoke still scumbling the air - R.T. Smith "Still Life: From the Notebook of Ambrose Bierce, 1862"

The phase after ripeness - R.T. Smith "Still Life: From the Notebook of Ambrose Bierce, 1862"

Know the bloodbath we inhabit - R.T. Smith "Still Life: From the Notebook of Ambrose Bierce, 1862"

A fragile moment as counterpoint - R.T. Smith "Still Life: From the Notebook of Ambrose Bierce, 1862"

A vase of mint sprigs and zinnias - R.T. Smith "Still Life: From the Notebook of Ambrose Bierce, 1862"

No other rebuttal to trust - R.T. Smith "Still Life: From the Notebook of Ambrose Bierce, 1862"


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Potential Titles: David St. John

Reaching back into the dark century - David St. John "Alexandr Blok"

Imagined myself as the most lyrical shadow alive - David St. John "Alexandr Blok"

The forest is its own thanksgiving - David St. John "Beeches"

A kind of gorgeous illusory play - David St. John "Beeches"

White bars against the dark ochre matting - David St. John "Beeches"

With a nostalgia so perfumed by misery - David St. John "Beeches"

To say the forest is the sanctuary of ghosts - David St. John "Beeches"

Only everything you believe - David St. John "Before Dawn"

Failed lovers held apart from the world of flesh - David St. John "Francesco and Clare"

Stalwarts given to the joys of God - David St. John "Francesco and Clare"

Twin saints, unified in their beauty - David St. John "Francesco and Clare"

Bestowed and polished by poverty - David St. John "Francesco and Clare"

The streets of stone the true saints walked - David St. John "Francesco and Clare"

Bird climbing the wheel of sky - David St. John "Francesco and Clare"

Growing so precisely redacted - David St. John "Generation"

Recordings of music at the end of the world - David St. John "Generation"

Danced the floors of cold longshoremen's halls - David St. John "Guitar"

Scaling its woven stairways - David St. John "Guitar"

Ripple through the meadow of lupine - David St. John "In the High Country"

One of Raphael's angels held within this hush - David St. John "In the High Country"

Onto her cold and bruised shoulders - David St. John "Iris"

The gravel under the garden path cracks - David St. John "Iris"

As I walk this long corridor of elms - David St. John "Iris"

Working dull shears in one hand - David St. John "Iris"

Icy & bitter fragrance in the wake - David St. John "Iris"

Where her secluded oak table always waited - David St. John "Los Angeles, 1954"

As the bass player knocked out the bottom line - David St. John "Los Angeles, 1954"

Those little mermaid tears running down her cheeks - David St. John "Los Angeles, 1954"

How far his endless love had grown - David St. John "Los Angeles, 1954"

He marked the circumference of the glare - David St. John "Los Angeles, 1954"

Water from the lips of Orpheus - David St. John "Overlooking the Cortile"

An example of cliché so profuse it touched my heart - David St. John "The Park"

The mass of the pulsing foliage above - David St. John "The Park"

Simply realizing that she does not wish to go - David St. John "The Park"

The most extravagant light is Venetian - David St. John "Venetian Farewells"

Considered Venice an especially stony story - David St. John "Venetian Farewells"

Proposed Venice as the world's unconscious - David St. John "Venetian Farewells"

Our dank lagoon-cradle of all art - David St. John "Venetian Farewells"

Naming an arch of last goodbyes - David St. John "Venetian Farewells"

Masked Carnivale raccoons & fat possum shadows - David St. John "Venetian Farewells"

Always the saddest Venetian farewells - David St. John "Venetian Farewells"


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Potential Titles: Edmund Clarence Stedman

Some of the poems these are drawn from need warnings for use of slurs and for general imperialist/colonialist morality.


Cloud-haunted turrets pointing high - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Amavi"

To sweeter portions of the dream - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Amavi"

Melodious thunders shake the ground - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Apollo"

Many a famous tap of ale - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ballad of Lager Bier"

The fire-lit pewter glowing - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ballad of Lager Bier"

Can raise a hundred phantoms - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ballad of Lager Bier"

In that defunct bazaar - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ballad of Lager Bier"

Serves the nectar out to all - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ballad of Lager Bier"

A savor of marjoram and mountain thyme - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ballad of Lager Bier"

Rusty cup-stains on the tables - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ballad of Lager Bier"

Read the secret of the Seven - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ballad of Lager Bier"

Still may fear the secret test - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Blameless Prince"

Locked in generous limits - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Blameless Prince"

Devised each apt decree - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Blameless Prince"

The potent sanction of her hand - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Blameless Prince"

Bore herself as rulers should - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Blameless Prince"

Nor trust the tenure of an heirless throne - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Blameless Prince"

Buzzing private embassies were sped - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Blameless Prince"

By jilting Fortune whirled - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Bohemia: a Pilgrimage"

In thread-bare exile chasing still - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Bohemia: a Pilgrimage"

Glimpses of a natal star - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Bohemia: a Pilgrimage"

Who never strives with fortune - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Bohemia: a Pilgrimage"

With only the grass for bedding - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Diamond Wedding"

Wherever Cupid might wander - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Diamond Wedding"

Glance of the eye and sweetheart's sigh - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Diamond Wedding"

Such a fire of silks and laces - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Diamond Wedding"

While the poor get all the thunder - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Diamond Wedding"

A knot that gold and silver can buy - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Diamond Wedding"

Will shiver upon the banks of the Styx - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Diamond Wedding"

And all the grooms of the caravan - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Diamond Wedding"

Two sceptic children of the world - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Edged Tools"

Broken love-knots, quaintly curled - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Edged Tools"

What sweetly stolen hours - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Edged Tools"

Love's taper grew more bright - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Edged Tools"

Knew each heart was only lent - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Edged Tools"

Upon the verge of folly - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Edged Tools"

Each laughing Fay and lithesome Fairy - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Elfin Song"

When the dew-drop feeds the roses - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Elfin Song"

Of all the beautiful demons - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Estelle"

With exquisite, mocking arts - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Estelle"

The chime of a witch's bell - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Estelle"

Sent up from the depths of hell - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Estelle"

Crowned with trailing plumes of sable - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

In her storm-resisting grace - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

And the echo of command - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Music of a thousand ages gone - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Half in sand and half in spray - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

How wild with sudden scorn - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Play the herald or the clown - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

From this shore of bog and mire - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

On the mounting waves of effort - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Buoyed by the soul's desire - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

From the lion's mouth of battle - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Like the dusk-winged albatross - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

A hymn should greet our coming - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Grasping morsels of adventure - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Of all republics the Atlantis - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

The world before the deluge - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Pale about the lifeless fountain - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Wake the fires of old tradition - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Mine by natal consecration - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

By the choice of after days - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Hurling back the tumult of their shock - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Self with self in secret tourney - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Underneath the silent sky - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Hearts of patience to unravel - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Amid old elms and older mansions - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

New-fledged and wondering - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

Alder thickets at the water's edge - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

The Present lay like Eden round us - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

The gray pickerel from his reedy shoals - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

To float on alien waters - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

Beneath the shadows of these piers - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

Slumberous ripples whispering repose - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

A heart light as her smile - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

Shooting stars in clear October nights - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

The bristling hemlocks crossed their spears - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

Huge beams from broken dams above - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

How these freshets scour our valleys - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

Thick as swallows after storms - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

Clash and clang and inarticulate tumult - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

A thousand shocks of ice - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

Shocks of ice and seething horrors - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

Marked each spot he mentioned - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Freshet: A Connecticut Idyl"

The shield of moss encircling - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Heliotrope"

Shrunk in the shade of the cypress - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Heliotrope"

The paragon of its kind - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Heliotrope"

Melodious wanderings in leafy refuge - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Hope Deferred"

Every word a newer sadness - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Hope Deferred"

Bereft of wildwood joy and song - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Hope Deferred"

Marched across the bridged Potomac - Edmund Clarence Stedman "How Old Brown Took Harper's Ferry"

In the scorn of all denial - Edmund Clarence Stedman "How Old Brown Took Harper's Ferry"

Who craves the brightest star above - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Montagu"

Woke no answering fire - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Montagu"

Sunshine trembles through the walnut-tree - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Old Love and the New"

With the smile of the hawthorn-hedge - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Old Love and the New"

A soul shall change its frame - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Old Love and the New"

New fancies guide my helm - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Old Love and the New"

If the past is not a dream - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Old Love and the New"

A day so black with maledictions - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ordeal by Fire"

Others, shadows of the first - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ordeal by Fire"

From slanderous charnel-houses burst - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ordeal by Fire"

All the castle of my trust - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ordeal by Fire"

To drain the cup his heralds bring - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ordeal by Fire"

Quaff the calm Lethean wave - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ordeal by Fire"

Visions make their spirits strong - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ordeal by Fire"

Because the heavens cease to smile - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ordeal by Fire"

See the light of azure skies - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ordeal by Fire"

Robes of asbestos do we wear - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Ordeal by Fire"

Evade my heart's discernment - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Penelope"

A troop of cranes in file - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Penelope"

Hands still faithful to his blood - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Penelope"

The luring airs of Nereid or Siren - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Penelope"

If Charybdis seize our keel - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Penelope"

With schnapps and smoke and psalm - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Peter Stuyvesant's New Year's Call: 1 Jan. A.C. 1661"

As ancient scrolls determine - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Peter Stuyvesant's New Year's Call: 1 Jan. A.C. 1661"

Nor long delayed to vanish - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Peter Stuyvesant's New Year's Call: 1 Jan. A.C. 1661"

The subtle juniper assumed its sure command - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Peter Stuyvesant's New Year's Call: 1 Jan. A.C. 1661"

Of phantom ships and battle - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Peter Stuyvesant's New Year's Call: 1 Jan. A.C. 1661"

Overspread the metamorphosed island - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Peter Stuyvesant's New Year's Call: 1 Jan. A.C. 1661"

Not a beaver showed his head - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Peter Stuyvesant's New Year's Call: 1 Jan. A.C. 1661"

A spectral streak of day - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Peter Stuyvesant's New Year's Call: 1 Jan. A.C. 1661"

Shining out along the zodiac - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Constant to the spirit of our time - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Dry lichens on the altar steps - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

To sink the ashes of their own experience - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

A pleasant draught of bitter hyssop - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

The iron key that locks your heart - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

The crown of all our hopes - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Gone somewhat within the veil - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Drawing us with delicate tension upward - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Make essay to trace its glimmerings - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Forever narrowing to that unknown sky - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Clash in tourney on the least of points - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Hold in awe their grim persistence - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Imperial progress through the halls of Time - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

My crescent faith clings round the promise - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

To pass the sable gates - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

That guard so well their mysteries - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

The tests of Science in her prime - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Folds the systems in a flood of light - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Crude works to shatter out of joint - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

The lens by which he took the heavens - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Bright glimpses of the Infinite - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Linger in the ruins of the fight - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

Comprehending not their fate - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

Her fount of calm delights - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

The borders of her sounding sea - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

Forfeited at some wild hazard - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

The bustling practice of the world - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

Added to such other woes - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

Surrendering all human hopes - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

Join alliance with the hosts of Fate - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

Crowning their victory by loose despair - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

The immortal gladness of inanimate things - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

When Night unveils her stars - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

From that height a voice shall whisper - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

Cased in mail of double memories - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Refuge in Nature"

Some hidden shape of hell - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Rosemary"

Ever in dreams we meet - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Rosemary"

Though my flights be wild - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Singer"

Earth and air in snowy sheen commingle - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Sleigh-Ride"

In her diamond-laden bridal veil - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Sleigh-Ride"

Valhalla's gates that roll asunder - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Sleigh-Ride"

Balder's funeral flames are blazing forth - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Sleigh-Ride"

In robes of gold and crimson fire - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Sleigh-Ride"

Armada of the sky - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Summer Rain"

Fling a thousand banners out - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Summer Rain"

Every galleon of the air - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Summer Rain"

Wind uplifts the briony leaves - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Summer Rain"

What enchanted dreams are ours - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Summer Rain"

Wraps our yearning souls around - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Summer Rain"

Freer yet its currents swell - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Summer Rain"

Rivulets of the constant heart - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Summer Rain"

That malign and ominous glow - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Summer Rain"

Morning sunlight's soft command - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Too Late"

Never her wrongs repair - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Too Late"

Where all my memories are - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Voice of the Western Wind"

Only hear the echo of a tone - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Voice of the Western Wind"

Wild winds whistle and snow is come - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Wild Wind Whistle"

A crystal dial to mark the hours - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Wild Wind Whistle"


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Potential Titles: Su Tung-p'o

Only the heart remains unmoved - Su Tung-p'o "Beginning of Autumn: A Poem to Send to Tzu-yu" transl. by Burton Watson

Too late to look for a lost road - Su Tung-p'o "Beginning of Autumn: A Poem to Send to Tzu-yu" transl. by Burton Watson

Collapsed wall tangled in vines - Su Tung-p'o "Eastern Slope" transl. by Burton Watson

Bell and drum on the south river bank - Su Tung-p'o "Following the Rhymes of Chiang Hsi-shu" transl. by Burton Watson

Stood a long time in twilight mist - Su Tung-p'o "I Travel Day and Night" transl. by Burton Watson

Broke up the roof for kindling - Su Tung-p'o "Lament of the Farm Wife of Wu" transl. by Burton Watson

Sold the ox to pay taxes - Su Tung-p'o "Lament of the Farm Wife of Wu" transl. by Burton Watson

But what of next year's hunger? - Su Tung-p'o "Lament of the Farm Wife of Wu" transl. by Burton Watson

Knew only sheep and cows - Su Tung-p'o "Long Ago I Lived in the Country" transl. by Burton Watson

Six years the moon shone at mid-autumn - Su Tung-p'o "Mid-Autumn Moon" transl. by Burton Watson

Hundred league lake of melted silver - Su Tung-p'o "Mid-Autumn Moon" transl. by Burton Watson

Lotus shining pink on the water - Su Tung-p'o "[Mountains shine through forest breaks]" transl. by Burton Watson

Stroll where late sunlight turns - Su Tung-p'o "[Mountains shine through forest breaks]" transl. by Burton Watson

Fell into the law's net - Su Tung-p'o "New Year's Eve" transl. by Burton Watson

In love with a meager stipend - Su Tung-p'o "New Year's Eve" transl. by Burton Watson

All of us alike scheme for a meal - Su Tung-p'o "New Year's Eve" transl. by Burton Watson

Put up no umbrellas to the rain - Su Tung-p'o "Presented to Liu Ching-wen" transl. by Burton Watson

One branch of chrysanthemum holds out against frost - Su Tung-p'o "Presented to Liu Ching-wen" transl. by Burton Watson

With citrons yellow and tangerines still green - Su Tung-p'o "Presented to Liu Ching-wen" transl. by Burton Watson

Grain still too short to be crushed - Su Tung-p'o "Rhyming with Tzu-yu's 'Treading the Green'" transl. by Burton Watson

Songs and drums jar the hills- Su Tung-p'o "Rhyming with Tzu-yu's 'Treading the Green'" transl. by Burton Watson

Sun warm on mulberry and hemp - Su Tung-p'o "[Soft grasses, a plain of sedge]" transl. by Burton Watson

Wind over mugwort and moxa - Su Tung-p'o "[Soft grasses, a plain of sedge]" transl. by Burton Watson

One hour worth a thousand gold coins - Su Tung-p'o "Spring Night" transl. by Burton Watson

In threes and fives by thorn hedge gates - Su Tung-p'o "[Throw on rouge and powder]" transl. by Burton Watson

Crows and hawks wheeling above - Su Tung-p'o "[Throw on rouge and powder]" transl. by Burton Watson

In dark ignorance have destroyed myself - Su Tung-p'o "Under the Heaven of Our Holy Ruler" transl. by Burton Watson

Hacking through layers of obdurate rock - Su Tung-p'o "White Crane Hill" transl. by Burton Watson

A stratum of solid blue stone - Su Tung-p'o "White Crane Hill" transl. by Burton Watson

Heaven has sent me a dipper of water - Su Tung-p'o "White Crane Hill" transl. by Burton Watson

Where a hundred waterfalls leap from the sky - Su Tung-p'o "Written on a Painting Entitled 'Misty Yangtze and Folded Hills' in the Collection of Wang Ting-kuo" transl. by Burton Watson

Threading woods, tangling rocks - Su Tung-p'o "Written on a Painting Entitled 'Misty Yangtze and Folded Hills' in the Collection of Wang Ting-kuo" transl. by Burton Watson

One speck where the river swallows the sky - Su Tung-p'o "Written on a Painting Entitled 'Misty Yangtze and Folded Hills' in the Collection of Wang Ting-kuo" transl. by Burton Watson

Spring wind shook the river - Su Tung-p'o "Written on a Painting Entitled 'Misty Yangtze and Folded Hills' in the Collection of Wang Ting-kuo" transl. by Burton Watson

Crows flapped down to keep the boatman company - Su Tung-p'o "Written on a Painting Entitled 'Misty Yangtze and Folded Hills' in the Collection of Wang Ting-kuo" transl. by Burton Watson


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Potential Titles: Teresa J. Scollon

As the breath before ashes - Teresa J. Scollon "Death and the Photocopier"

When ruin comes in increments - Teresa J. Scollon "Drought Year"

A farmer's spring prayer - Teresa J. Scollon "Drought Year"

New hope ribboning behind - Teresa J. Scollon "Drought Year"

All those hollow years - Teresa J. Scollon "Exile"

The bony ledges of reflection - Teresa J. Scollon "Exile"

All kinds of wishes let loose - Teresa J. Scollon "Goodbye to Dwight Lipke"

Gracious brother to the house - Teresa J. Scollon "The Garden"

The black dog of fanged grief - Teresa J. Scollon "The Garden"

Mile and a half of public sun - Teresa J. Scollon "July Fourth"

Envy the forest its full cellar of roots - Teresa J. Scollon "Mid-Life, I'm Lost"

A seed's commitment to its place on the ground - Teresa J. Scollon "Mid-Life, I'm Lost"

Rattling the branches of other lives - Teresa J. Scollon "Mid-Life, I'm Lost"

Scattered our fears for the ocean to swallow - Teresa J. Scollon "New Year's Day, Winslow Beach, Maine"

Each stone a miracle of memory - Teresa J. Scollon "Poem to My Brothers and Sisters"

The hold of our first fiery nest - Teresa J. Scollon "Poem to My Brothers and Sisters"

Pouring sparks through a narrow place - Teresa J. Scollon "Summer Solstice in Black River Falls"

In my own custom of gathering breath - Teresa J. Scollon "Summer Solstice in Black River Falls"

With no purpose but movement - Teresa J. Scollon "Summer Solstice in Black River Falls"

And even the goldfinches have given up - Teresa J. Scollon "Untitled"

Carrying the ragged remnant of dream - Teresa J. Scollon "Words, Poems"

Forcing itself through the pinhole of grief - Teresa J. Scollon "Words, Poems"

No fuller than any mirror - Teresa J. Scollon "The Yoga Master at the Party"


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Potential Titles: William Albert Sutliffe

As when grieves and sings a fallen angel - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

A moment in the rude arms of the blast - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

The pale Boreal Child sang to the soul of Naught - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

When the cold North-wind kissed her pallid lips - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

Grim Surprise wondered that she should weep - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

While symphonies filled up the gaps she made - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

The icebergs thriled unto their heart - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

The tearful-beaded rain froze into gems - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

Tears to steep the wind with - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

That Eternity whose shadows are so deep - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

In a sea of grief flow round me - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

The stars died out with grief - William Albert Sutliffe "Song of the Spirit of the North" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]


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Potential Titles: Arthur Stringer

And faced the hushed infinity of night - Arthur Stringer "At Charing-Cross"

Quieter sky, aching with isolation absolute - Arthur Stringer "At Charing-Cross"

My heart called out for some befriending face - Arthur Stringer "At Charing-Cross"

Here amid the seething London tides - Arthur Stringer "At Charing-Cross"

Through their million-footed dirge of unconcern - Arthur Stringer "At Charing-Cross"

Glory in folly and fire and ruin - Arthur Stringer "Atavism"

In the sorrowful greys and muffled violets - Arthur Stringer "Autumn"

Through the mingled gloom and green - Arthur Stringer "Autumn"

Giving too freely of the fountaining sap - Arthur Stringer "Before Renewal"

An Orpheus wilder-souled - Arthur J. Stringer "Beethoven"

Have drunk deep of the well of bitterness - Arthur Stringer "Black Hours"

On my brow the iron crown of sorrow - Arthur Stringer "Black Hours"

Still vocal in their ocean depths - Arthur J. Stringer "Canada to England"

That would trample truth down in the dust - Arthur Stringer "The Children"

Beneath your whispering shadow - Arthur Stringer "The Day"

A ghost of blood and granite - Arthur Stringer "Dreamers"

I am through with regret - Arthur Stringer "Hill-Top Hours"

No more shall I kennel with pain - Arthur Stringer "Hill-Top Hours"

Sour with the reek of the years - Arthur Stringer "Hill-Top Hours"

A tatter of sail in the wind - Arthur Stringer "Hill-Top Hours"

A tangle of net on the sand - Arthur Stringer "Hill-Top Hours"

This haunted room where Sorrow and I have slept - Arthur Stringer "The House of Life"

The hunter who makes the world his prey - Arthur Stringer "Hunter and Hunted"

When the huddling shadows swarm - Arthur Stringer "Hunter and Hunted"

A moth alit on the sun-dial's face - Arthur Stringer "I Sat in the Sunlight"

The call of the ages whispers and the countless ghosts awaken - Arthur Stringer "If I Love You"

Through the umber woods the echo falls - Arthur Stringer "The Last of Summer"

The sigh of remembered names, the wine of remembered youth - Arthur Stringer "Letters from Home"

The outland peace of the trail that never turns back - Arthur Stringer "Letters from Home"

The arms of the Far-away have drawn us close - Arthur Stringer "Letters from Home"

Out of the dead that is proved not dead - Arthur Stringer "Letters from Home"

Ten dark steps of tangled rapture and tears - Arthur Stringer "Life"

My arm could fling Time from His throne - Arthur Stringer "Life-Drunk"

The infinite orbits of all God's loneliest stars - Arthur Stringer "Life-Drunk"

Weaving vast traceries out on the fringes of Night - Arthur Stringer "Life-Drunk"

This slenderest thread of one thin pulse - Arthur Stringer "The Life on the Table"

Garnered nothing but a dream or two - Arthur Stringer "The Man of Dreams"

Have lived in earlier worlds unknown - Arthur Stringer "March Twilight"

Querulous ghosts that sigh and awaken and move - Arthur Stringer "March Twilight"

That must dare and endure and defy and survive - Arthur Stringer "The Meaning"

That guides and derides and controls and outlives - Arthur Stringer "The Meaning"

The scent of the milkweed brings it back - Arthur Stringer "Milkweed"

Back with a strangle of tears - Arthur Stringer "Milkweed"

So I followed where thought should lead - Arthur Stringer "My Heart Stood Empty"

Out of the drifting leaf and the dying light - Arthur Stringer "The Passing"

Through moonlight and silence and dusk - Arthur Stringer "The Pilot"

With his grim eyes watching the course - Arthur Stringer "The Pilot"

Dust and ruin and emptiness left behind - Arthur Stringer "Prescience"

I have threaded narrows, and I have passed thorugh perils - Arthur Stringer "Protestations"

The lucid moment and the shadow across the lintel - Arthur Stringer "The Question"

Then song turns sour on my lips - Arthur Stringer "The Question"

Throw off the shackles and chains of time - Arthur Stringer "The Revolt"

Searching for the tomb of muted Song - Arthur Stringer "Sappho's Tomb"

In a cavern where no sound is - Arthur Stringer "Sappho's Tomb"

Over-scored with faded words and stained with time - Arthur Stringer "Sappho's Tomb"

When that ashen land was young - Arthur Stringer "Sappho's Tomb"

Out of their dust they will call to us yet - Arthur Stringer "Some Day, O Seeker of Dreams"

That ultimate essence and core of all song - Arthur Stringer "Some Day, O Seeker of Dreams"

Our December estranged by a song - Arthur J. Stringer "A Song in Autumn"

Stood bathed in a wonder crowned with pain - Arthur Stringer "Spring Floods"

Will house in my haunted heart - Arthur Stringer "Spring Floods"

Twisting earth's iron to their use - Arthur Stringer "The Steel Workers"

Out of the fury and the fires of mortal passion - Arthur Stringer "The Steel Workers"

Out of the torture and tumult of inchoate Time - Arthur Stringer "The Steel Workers"

Golden and sad and full of regret - Arthur Stringer "A Summer Night"

That had sighed to her light of old - Arthur Stringer "A Summer Night"

To crumble a dream, and fashion the pebbles of fancy - Arthur Stringer "The Surrender"

That the tides of time may cover - Arthur Stringer "The Surrender"

The ocean that thunders upon man's soul - Arthur Stringer "The Surrender"

Solace and hope in the upturned loam - Arthur Stringer "There Is Strength in the Soil"

Nor can I find peace in the shadows - Arthur Stringer "Ultimata"

Invades even my dreams and wounds me in sleep - Arthur Stringer "Ultimata"

Early and late and forever cries out - Arthur Stringer "Ultimata"

The turn in the road is a promise - Arthur Stringer "Ultimata"

The twilight is thronged with her ghosts - Arthur Stringer "Ultimata"

Cry out through my desolate heart - Arthur Stringer "Ultimata"

That goes unbridled to the depths of Hell - Arthur Stringer "The Veil"

That sings in the sun to the brink of Heaven - Arthur Stringer "The Veil"

Tossed you the spindrift born of its fretting - Arthur Stringer "The Veil"

Bastioned in wonder and silent with fear - Arthur Stringer "The Veil"

Afraid of the wind, afraid of the truth - Arthur Stringer "What Shall I Care?"

With his heel on the neck of Hate - Arthur Stringer "What Shall I Care?"

With his fist in the face of Death - Arthur Stringer "What Shall I Care?"


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Potential Titles: Christine Stewart-Nuñez

Why I believe in loops and spirals - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

A broken testimony, the history of a world dissolving - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

Geometry a welcome language - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

Shapes a new alphabet for prayer and song - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

Titanium scales rhyming across curves - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

Order breaks tension where the lines turn - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

Grounds my belief in humanity as mystery - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

A cascade of repeating elements - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

Cascades changing in scale, not shape - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

A range and scope of fractals - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"
Wonder at both connections and aberrations - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

Places of perfect order and broken patterns - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "Credo"

Paradox and ambiguity kiss each time - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "When my OB/GYN Said He Didn't Understand Poetry"

The promise of rhyme bending my ear - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "When You're Away, I Consider Form"

A cycle of sound and pressure - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "When You're Away, I Consider Form"

Laid bare in the last line's turn - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "When You're Away, I Consider Form"


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Potential Titles: Robert J.C. Stead

Tap the rich treasures of Time - Robert J.C. Stead "The Homesteader"

At the close of a thousand eons - Robert J.C. Stead "The Mothering"

Implement of blade and wheel - Robert J.C. Stead "The Plow"

In silent prophecy of lavish yield - Robert J.C. Stead "The Plow"

Miser of a thousand years - Robert J.C. Stead "The Plow"

Lavishes money as water - Robert J.C. Stead "The Prairie"

Boasts of its palace and hall - Robert J.C. Stead "The Prairie"

The City is only the daughter - Robert J.C. Stead "The Prairie"

No one to jostle or shove - Robert J.C. Stead "The Prairie"

The wild duck alert on the stream - Robert J.C. Stead "The Prairie"

One of the ciphers that haunt it - Robert J.C. Stead "The Prairie"


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Potential Titles: Kelly Stewart

Black as bee stripes with honey in my eyes - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

Walk with me over the curve of an egg - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

My balm-charmed breath to stoke the blaze - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

Even the road-dirt and moths can't resist - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

We foxes can set the night afire - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

The wind's kisses turn rough - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

Send shivers up your neighbors' cornstalks - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

Spring wrings out the reedy winter chill - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

Ten by ten times have the rivers run dry - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

Ten by ten tithes have been paid in a dazzling of leaves - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

The stones in your boots are the rubble of time - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

Invitation to a plunging ride over the edge of night - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"

To ride with the Bandit King and his highwaymen - Kelly Stewart "The Bandit King"


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Potential Titles: James Stephens

A flame of sunlight on his hand - James Stephens "The Apple Tree"

So he did not get his awful eyes on me - James Stephens "The Apple Tree"

Take you away when the sun goes down - James Stephens "The Appointment"

For I fear you will die of the cold - James Stephens "The Appointment"

And my mother is rattling the lock - James Stephens "The Appointment"

That has no song at all to hearten it - James Stephens "The Bare Trees"

A crock of gold inside a hollow tree - James Stephens "Behind the Hill"

Had to knock five hundred times - James Stephens "Behind the Hill"

Shall gather rubies from the air - James Stephens "Beresford Place"

Who was hatched by foreign vulgarity - James Stephens "Blue Blood"

Till you and I and Time are old - James Stephens "By Ana Liffey"

Old pipers of the Age of Gold - James Stephens "By Ana Liffey"

Climbing the cold glass up and down - James Stephens "Charlotte Street"

Every tree and bush and bird in air - James Stephens "The Cherry Tree"

And bade the world forget - James Stephens "The Cherry Tree"

Unlash your evening eyes of pious grey - James Stephens "The Cherry Tree"

Call on the children by each loved name - James Stephens "The Cherry Tree"

And to all lamentation be there end - James Stephens "Clann Carte"

Who learns and teaches free - James Stephens "The College of Science"

Who knows a thing and will not tell - James Stephens "The College of Science"

When the bright eyes of the day open on the dusk - James Stephens "Day and Night"

And the sad moon walks the sky - James Stephens "Day and Night"

Let all men go apart and mourn together - James Stephens "Deirdre"

Close pity's heart against his woes - James Stephens "Donnelly's Orchard"

Knit straw plaits for the nest's nice lining - James Stephens "Fifteen Acres"

If we had seen your nest of clay - James Stephens "From Hawk and Kite"

I walked out in my Coat of Pride - James Stephens "The Fur Coat"

And then from each I turned in dignity - James Stephens "The Fur Coat"

To barren rocks and fields that have no clay - James Stephens "The Gang"

For no sleek eel inside an oily skin - James Stephens "The Gang"

I shall not mingle in your dreams - James Stephens "Geoffrey Keating"

An end to all the miseries that do befall - James Stephens "George's Street"

In the place where nothing stirs - James Stephens "The Goat Paths"

The crooked paths go every way - James Stephens "The Goat Paths"

Crouching down where nothing stirs - James Stephens "The Goat Paths"

I put the sky into my pocket, and the sea into my locket - James Stephens "The Gombeen-Man"

And drive back into fairyland - James Stephens "Grafton Street"

The winter comes with silver sword - James Stephens "Honoro Butler and Lord Kenmare (1720)"

Justice comes all trouble to repair - James Stephens "Honoro Butler and Lord Kenmare (1720)"

The bird came for the grains that fell - James Stephens "The Horse"

On the breeze a belated linnet calling - James Stephens "Merrion Square"

Here and there on the wings of night - James Stephens "Mount Street"

Threw confusion on each tongue - James Stephens "Odell"

More than a thousand ages old - James Stephens "The Old Man"

Pray to fire and then to water - James Stephens "The Patriot's Bed"

Bear with modest grace gossamers of silver lace - James Stephens "Portobello Bridge"

What time you sported in the lifting tides - James Stephens "Sean O'Cosgair"

Something that was in my mind yesterday - James Stephens "The Secret"

I had buried it so low in my mind - James Stephens "The Secret"

Could be found out by the wind - James Stephens "The Secret"

In the stern and black immense that has blinded every eye - James Stephens "The Shadow"

Silence crouches on the land - James Stephens "The Shadow"

A shadow lies cloaked in velvet wrappings - James Stephens "The Shadow"

Anonymous and terrible mother of the primal ray - James Stephens "The Shadow"

The slow, sad murmur of far distant seas - James Stephens "The Shell"

Upon a shore wind-swept and desolate - James Stephens "The Shell"

Save what the dreary winds and waves incur - James Stephens "The Shell"

Setting the stars alight to wonder at the moon - James Stephens "The Shell"

And waves that journeyed blind - James Stephens "The Shell"

A small part only of my grief - James Stephens "Skim Milk"

Because my gloom gets some respite - James Stephens "Skim Milk"

Crying on the frightened air - James Stephens "The Snare"

Where they pray for the sins of Saturday - James Stephens "Westland Row"

And diamonds were sticking to my tongue - James Stephens "What the Snake Saw"

Shall drive birds from crumbs - James Stephens "York Street"


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Potential Titles: Abu Bakr Sadiq

the other side breathes quiet - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Driving Downtown"

but the town isn't completely dead - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Driving Downtown"

inheriting wounds from bodies you make a home in - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Driving Downtown"

a fingernail scratching the scars of yesterday's ruins - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Driving Downtown"

everyone knows how to run through gun smoke - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Driving Downtown"

if my plans include returning home - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Driving Downtown"

taught me more about impermanence than betrayal - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Mona Lisa's Abecedarian to Leonardo da Vinci"

kneeling before repressed desires - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Mona Lisa's Abecedarian to Leonardo da Vinci"

would have been my name, if you didn't call me so - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Mona Lisa's Abecedarian to Leonardo da Vinci"

waited for God to fall out of my mouth - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Mona Lisa's Abecedarian to Leonardo da Vinci"

what the night forgets to cover in its shadows - Abu Bakr Sadiq "POST MASSACRE PSYCHE EVALUATION"

paradise a bullet undresses before the body - Abu Bakr Sadiq "POST MASSACRE PSYCHE EVALUATION"

what this city of smoke & blood has to tell - Abu Bakr Sadiq "POST MASSACRE PSYCHE EVALUATION"

I'm scared of telling the truth - Abu Bakr Sadiq "POST MASSACRE PSYCHE EVALUATION"

How do you translate this kind of silence? - Abu Bakr Sadiq "POST MASSACRE PSYCHE EVALUATION"
Nobody knows the price of silence - Abu Bakr Sadiq "POST MASSACRE PSYCHE EVALUATION"

a part of them dwindling into oblivion - Abu Bakr Sadiq "POST MASSACRE PSYCHE EVALUATION"

a billion light years deep into the future - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Wormhole"

my voice travels faster than light - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Wormhole"

a drone floats on the spine of my words - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Wormhole"

wrap memories around our fingertips - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Wormhole"

the present, a gold rotting in our palms - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Wormhole"

pour dragon milk into paper cups - Abu Bakr Sadiq "Wormhole"


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Potential Titles: R.S. Saha

Sunbeam for a crown, loam for a throne - R.S. Saha "Kin"

Carrying impulse pain and self - R.S. Saha "Kin"

Coursing blood instead of light - R.S. Saha "Kin"

Like muddied water holds the sun - R.S. Saha "Kin"

Sparkle lost along with his given name - R.S. Saha "Kin"

No gold to repair cracked pottery lips - R.S. Saha "Kin"

More darkness than teeth - R.S. Saha "Kin"


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Potential Titles: David Salisbury

A reduction to absolute zero - David Salisbury "On Mars"

The recombination of your elements into new patterns - David Salisbury "On Mars"

That sustain these bubbling parasite domes - David Salisbury "On Mars"

Continuance along infinite lines - David Salisbury "On Mars"

Clocks that dribble dust on sundials - David Salisbury "On Mars"

The shadows draw over in terrible lines - David Salisbury "On Mars"

No monoliths inscribed with ancient rites - David Salisbury "On Mars"

No relief from the unbearable thin light - David Salisbury "On Mars"

Nothing but waiting and watching the dust fall - David Salisbury "On Mars"


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Potential Titles: Krishnakumar Sankaran

A place you walk into backwards - Krishnakumar Sankaran "This Poem Is a Dead Zone"

One leg tense with the burden of earth - Krishnakumar Sankaran "This Poem Is a Dead Zone"

A jaunty angle sinking in the bioluminescent green - Krishnakumar Sankaran "This Poem Is a Dead Zone"

Measure your pulse by their dying breaths - Krishnakumar Sankaran "This Poem Is a Dead Zone"

Remember the practiced smile of the skull - Krishnakumar Sankaran "This Poem Is a Dead Zone"

Of nights when stars were falling dust - Krishnakumar Sankaran "This Poem Is a Dead Zone"


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Potential Titles: Siegfried Sassoon

Aware of silence heaped round him - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"

Unshaken as the steadfast walls - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"

Soaring and quivering in the wings of sleep - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"

The inward, moonless waves of death - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"

Dropped through crimson gloom to darkness - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"

The harsh rain that sweeps behind the thunder - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"

Groping dreams with grinding claws and fangs - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"

When cruel old campaigners win safe through - Siegfried Sassoon "The Death-Bed"

Drawing no dividend from time's tomorrows - Siegfried Sassoon "Dreamers"

Each with his feuds, and jealousies, and sorrows - Siegfried Sassoon "Dreamers"

Must win some flaming, fatal climax - Siegfried Sassoon "Dreamers"

And mocked by hopeless longing to regain - Siegfried Sassoon "Dreamers"

Deep-shadowed from the candle's guttering gold - Siegfried Sassoon "The Dug-Out"

Had a drink of rum and tea - Siegfried Sassoon "In the Pink"

And everything but wretchedness forgotten - Siegfried Sassoon "In the Pink"


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Unloved in the hourglass of dust - Nelly Sachs [Untitled] transl. by Ruth and Matthew Mead

Broken snail shells bearing emptiness on their back - Nelly Sachs [Untitled] transl. by Michael Roloff

Run from labyrinths of longing - Nelly Sachs [Untitled] transl. by Michael Roloff

Between the King and Queen of Swords - Sydney Sackett "After a Line from Bob Dylan's 'Changing of the Guards'"

Always willing to move one place along - Sydney Sackett "After a Line from Bob Dylan's 'Changing of the Guards'"

What did I owe a world that made no sense - Sydney Sackett "After a Line from Bob Dylan's 'Changing of the Guards'"

The looking glass burned beacon for me - Sydney Sackett "After a Line from Bob Dylan's 'Changing of the Guards'"

In the season of walnuts - Zohra Saed "Walnuts in Nangarhar"

Wind in the shadow of time - Gilbert Saenz "Dream Journey"

The next enchanted cross street - Gilbert Saenz "Mystic Avenues"

Searched among ghosts - Assotto Saint "The Geography of Poetry: For Ntozake Shange"

the land remembering its tragedies - Rachelle Saint Louis "Manman Ak Pitit"

the aftermath of failed coping mechanisms - Rachelle Saint Louis "Manman Ak Pitit"

the toxins of past memories - Rachelle Saint Louis "Manman Ak Pitit"

Thoughts ugly as clothespins - Leslie Sainz "Sonnet for Ochun"

Walked my plank of uncertainties - Leslie Sainz "Sonnet for Ochun"

In the wet air of the future - Leslie Sainz "Sonnet for Ochun"

In danger of forgetting the cranes - Marjorie Saiser "Crane Migration, Platte River"

Their black wavering lines in the sky - Marjorie Saiser "Crane Migration, Platte River"

The wind intermittent in our faces - Marjorie Saiser "Crane Migration, Platte River"

The distance between histories - Omar Sakr "Where I am Not"

Even my dreams of tenderness - Omar Sakr "Where I am Not"

Let life replace memory - Omar Sakr "Where I am Not"

Wearing her best crow feathers - Elly Luisa Salah "Wedding Party ... Featuring, My Mother"

Caught hunting mosquitoes - Abdulrazaq Salihu "Aurora Borealis and Aurora Australis"

Catch all the auroras before they fall - Abdulrazaq Salihu "Aurora Borealis and Aurora Australis"

The only thing whispering darkness into my mother's eyes - Abdulrazaq Salihu "Aurora Borealis and Aurora Australis"

Till all the rooms of warmth fill with smoke - Abdulrazaq Salihu "Aurora Borealis and Aurora Australis"

Laden with fruits of the earth - Edna K. Saloomey "My Lebanon"

Ablaze with myriad flowers - Edna K. Saloomey "My Lebanon"

Lovelier than gossamer dreams - Edna K. Saloomey "My Lebanon"

Anchors for kin to hold on to - Mona Lisa Saloy "God Was Willing Sis: I'm Home"

Where she curled in shadow - Mary Jo Salter "The Upper Story"

No trespass can erase - Mary Jo Salter "The Upper Story"

Not wholly fed by fear - Mary Jo Salter "The Upper Story"

A lower form of immortality - Mary Jo Salter "The Upper Story"

The queen of impossible tasks - Sofia Samatar "The Death of Araweilo"

Her manicured nails were of glass - Sofia Samatar "The Death of Araweilo"

Twin vortices in her black sunglasses - Sofia Samatar "The Death of Araweilo"

An act of deliberate volatility - Metta Same "Fish & Duck Skills"

And scandal was free - Metta Same "Fish & Duck Skills"

The deepest caverns of my soul - San Juan de la Cruz (translated by Roy Campbell) "Song of the soul in intimate communication and union with the love of God"

The sound of honeybees and monarchy - Cintia Santana "apocalyptic lyric"

Still he writes an encore - Cintia Santana "apocalyptic lyric"

The lyric a border wall - Cintia Santana "apocalyptic lyric"

Wretched stumps all charred and burned - George Santayana "Cape Cod"

Slant willows by the flooded bog - George Santayana "Cape Cod"

The bread of sorrow leaven - George Santayana "Sonnet XLIV [For Thee the Sun Doth Daily Rise, and Set]"

Is my proof of heaven - George Santayana "Sonnet XLIV [For Thee the Sun Doth Daily Rise, and Set]"

A fire that hollows me out - Chris Santiago "Insurrecto"

The openings of the obvious - Tomas Sanchez Santiago "The Arrival"

At the world’s invitation - Tomas Sanchez Santiago "The Arrival"

Words of quiet silver - Tomas Sanchez Santiago "The Arrival"

The small passion of your footsteps - Tomas Sanchez Santiago "The Arrival"

Snapped sun splinters - William Saphier "Childhood Memories"

Weak sparkling assertions - William Saphier "Etchings Not to Be Read Aloud: Lights in Fog"

In an opal, opaque atmosphere - William Saphier "Etchings Not to Be Read Aloud: Lights in Fog"

Without a hint of flower or fruit - William Saphier "Etchings Not to Be Read Aloud: The Old Prize Fighter"

Eagerly greets the shore - DJ Savarese "The Caseworker Speaks of a Good Fit"

The promise of pancakes - DJ Savarese "The Caseworker Speaks of a Good Fit"

Moves forward by glancing back - Ralph James Savarese "The Bearing Edge"

The sky sells cotton candy - Ralph James Savarese "The Bearing Edge"

The dead are breathing inside me - Maxine Scates "Look"

Slowing to the pace of the newt - Maxine Scates "Look"

Crossing the river of shorn paper - Natalie Scenters-Zapico "Paper Cuts"

Dull pink and out of stories - Philip Schaefer "Gradually Then Suddenly"

The belonging they beg for - Philip Schaefer "Gradually Then Suddenly"

Under our curtain of fire - Robert Haven Schauffler "The White Comrade"

Fingers of red-hot steel - Robert Haven Schauffler "The White Comrade"

No deluge of flame could surprise - Robert Haven Schauffler "The White Comrade"

An extinguished memory of flight - Adam Scheffler "Florence, Kentucky"

Count all the blackbirds - Adam Scheffler "Florence, Kentucky"

Unsentimental consequence of gravity - Robyn Schiff "Oak Gall Wasp"

With stories of mutual incrimination - Robyn Schiff "Oak Gall Wasp"

To break open the air with your grief - Ollie Schminkey "The First Rule of Buoyancy"

With nothing but the right pair of hands - Ollie Schminkey "The First Rule of Buoyancy"

Who fills the future with your own blood - Ollie Schminkey "The First Rule of Buoyancy"

The hummingbird loves you - Dorothea Auguste Gunhilde Schrage "Petunia Blossoms"

In a radiance of swords - Delmore Schwartz "The First Morning of the Second World"

When thought's abdication quickens - Delmore Schwartz "The First Morning of the Second World"

Dim gardens of fire - Evelyn Scott "From Brooklyn"

A hurricane of faces - Evelyn Scott "From Brooklyn"

Silence resumes her ancient reign - Owen Seaman "Of Baiting the Lion"

Drowned in electric lights - Marjorie Seiffert "The Picnic"

In the same wistful wonder - Marjorie Seiffert "The Picnic"

Sleeping peacefully in the starlight - Marjorie Seiffert "The Picnic"

Armies summoned from the grave - Don C. Seitz "Night at Gettysburg"

To exercise his virtue - Vijay Seshadri "Enlightenment"

The self's delicate apparatus crumpled - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"

Down the facing mirrors of future and past - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"

Our thinking's frozen violence - Vijay Seshadri "Goya's Mired Men Fighting with Cudgels"

Their sounds a frenzied symphony - Alafia Nicole Sessions "Fable with Cyst, Celestial Being & Sacrifice"

The panther felt compelled to know the path - Alafia Nicole Sessions "Fable with Cyst, Celestial Being & Sacrifice"

Stretched a long periscope toward the multiplying horizons - Alafia Nicole Sessions "Fable with Cyst, Celestial Being & Sacrifice"

Unzipped myself from lip to heel - Alafia Nicole Sessions "Fable with Cyst, Celestial Being & Sacrifice"

Endow with changeful splendors - E. Seton "Mary, Virgin and Mother"

Queens of the Dreams, and Kings of the Shadows - Adi K. Sett "Roshanara"

That Wisdom does not scorn - Anna Seward "Sonnet 92 [Behold that Tree, in Autumn's dim decay]"

Then changed from a beacon to a furnace - Wendy A. Shaffer "Icarus"

Did he blame Daedalus, his father? - Wendy A. Shaffer "Icarus"

The many failings of fathers and feathers - Wendy A. Shaffer "Icarus"

And laugh as we stride the storm - John Campbell Shairp "Cailleach Bein-y-Vreich"

No house but the waves - Don Share "The Last Thoughts of Jeff Buckley in Memphis"

Unripe morning cut open too soon - Betsy Sharp "Alarm"

Gushes sour light across the sheets - Betsy Sharp "Alarm"

To curdle dawns uneaten skin - Betsy Sharp "Alarm"

The culverts where night squats - Betsy Sharp "Alarm"

Risen high above the star - Thomas Hall Shastid "Christmas Night"

Spectres chasing joy and brightness - Thomas Hall Shastid "The Spectres"

With grief and care the orphan only knows - W. Wallace Shaw "Passed Away" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

My soul bowed down with grief and care - W. Wallace Shaw "Passed Away" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

That mingled with the roar of dashing waves - W. Wallace Shaw "Passed Away" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

While grazing on memory's lawn - Deema K. Shehabi "Vista"

Beating in the sky's eardrum - Deema K. Shehabi "Vista"

A fair table all of the beaten gold - Frederick Sheldon "Belted Will"

Well laden wi' the yellow gold - Frederick Sheldon "Belted Will"

Give ear to the march of Time - Gilbert Sheldon "St. Anthony's Township"

Heavy and slow in the streets of ruined cities - Gilbert Sheldon "St. Anthony's Township"

Wasting to rubble and lime - Gilbert Sheldon "St. Anthony's Township"

The hard shadow of the moon - Matthew Shenoda "Traces"

The grand gesture of a thing once known - Matthew Shenoda "Traces"

They are furnished with bees - William Shenstone "The Shepherd's Home"

With tendrils of woodbine is bound - William Shenstone "The Shepherd's Home"

My fields in the prime of the year - William Shenstone "The Shepherd's Home"

Glitters with fishes of gold - William Shenstone "The Shepherd's Home"

The liquid light of silver moons - Nathaniel G. Shepherd "A Summer Reminiscence"

Drowned in wells of bliss - Nathaniel G. Shepherd "A Summer Reminiscence"

The bird called tomorrow - Frank Sherlock "It's Time"

Extends into infinite presence - Frank Sherlock "It's Time"

Before this stoic mockery - W.M. Shields "Once More the Dream"

Restored are joys I counted lost - W.M. Shields "Once More the Dream"

Voice I loved beyond the storm - W.M. Shields "Once More the Dream"

From Memory's generous spring - W.M. Shields "Once More the Dream"

The kerosene of grief - Sun Yung Shin "A History of Domestication"

We dream of the castaway wind - Sun Yung Shin "A History of Domestication"

Sorrow in the cries of moor-fowls - Winfield Shiras "Sonnet"

When home won't let you stay - Warsan Shire "Home"

Something more than journey - Warsan Shire "Home"

Anywhere is safer than here - Warsan Shire "Home"

And mingle with forgotten ashes - James Shirley "Death's Final Conquest"

Our blood and state are shadows - James Shirley "The Same"

Lays his icy hand on kings - James Shirley "The Same"

And blossom in their dust - James Shirley "The Same"

Cats sneered at our pathetic need for feline love - Sarah Shirley "The Joy"

Committed their soft bodies to the salt - Sarah Shirley "The Joy"

With the energy seething at the heart of an atom - Sarah Shirley "The Joy"

Listening to the curious beauty of the sound of a million voices - Sarah Shirley "The Joy"

Whispers away the dying - Jacob Shores-Arguello "Workshop"

And maps the birds in his head - Jacob Shores-Arguello "Workshop"

The deep scars of love - David Shumate "Passing Through a Small Town"

One of the offices of the moon - David Shumate "Teaching a Child the Art of Confession"

From which memory slowly seeps - Iryna Shuvalova "a moving grove" transl. by Uilleam Blacker

Exposed throat of the sky - Iryna Shuvalova "a moving grove" transl. by Uilleam Blacker

The certain knot of peace - Sir Philip Sidney "Sonnet"

Are made diamonds by the sun - George Sigerson "Mo Cailin Donn"

Unveil your brilliant torches - George Sigerson "Mo Cailin Donn"

As at the bitter night of hell - Paulus Silentarius "241. ["Farewell" is on my tongue]" (translated by William Roger Paton)

Sweeter than the Sirens - Paulus Silentarius "241. ["Farewell" is on my tongue]" (translated by William Roger Paton)

On which all my soul's hopes hang - Paulus Silentarius "241. ["Farewell" is on my tongue]" (translated by William Roger Paton)

Read, written and erased - Jaime Siles "God in the Library"

The inertia of instinct - Jaime Siles "God in the Library"

Learn by asking all the questions - Desirae Simmons "What to Remember If I Lose My Way"

The wind steering me toward my destiny - Desirae Simmons "What to Remember If I Lose My Way"

Transmute to the juncture of perception - Margaret B. Simon "A Collective Invention Revisited"

Ensnared in the network by monetary necessity - Margaret B. Simon "A Collective Invention Revisited"

Maybe pain adds to the sea - Sandra Simonds "Lindos, Greece"

Who visited Magic Kingdom every summer - Leonora Simonovis "Little Bruja"

Who pulled my braids and boasted about meeting Mickey Mouse - Leonora Simonovis "Little Bruja"

Of its battlements of air - Helen Simpson "Aeroplane, June 6th"

When one's mind unfurls its wings - H. Simpson "'There Are Quantities of Things...'"

Sometimes raining out of spite - H. Simpson "'There Are Quantities of Things...'"

To give her July for breakfast - Marilyn Singer "Cooking for Mom"

Like the sound of the moon - Marilyn Singer "First Good Snap"

Noisy like a circus - Marilyn Singer "In the Theatre"

Cannot spare more hours - Marilyn Singer "Paint Me"

The hours of joy we now inherit - G.B. Singleton "Anacreontic"

Star of the morrow gray - John Skelton "In Praise of Isabel Pennell"

Globe perched on translucent needles - Emily Skillings "Tenant"

If you let those sleepy eyes stay closed - Mrs. L.L. Sloanaker "The Birds' Concert" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]

With my nickel in my hand - Leta V. Meyers Smart "On a Nickel"

This worse than idle habit - Leta V. Meyers Smart "A Young Man's Adventure with Opportunity"

With hands just as defiant and eager - Leta V. Meyers Smart "A Young Man's Adventure with Opportunity"

The trout in sun-warmed shallows - C. Fox Smith "Bullington"

Far from hastening Time - C. Fox Smith "Bullington"

At the storm aghast - Charlotte Smith from "Montalbert"

Cold as my Despair - Charlotte Smith from "Montalbert"

More with envy than with fear - Charlotte Smith "Sonnet LXX. (On Being Cautioned against Walking on Headland Overlooking the Sea, Because It Was Frequented by a Lunatic.)"

With too faithful art - Charlotte Smith "Sonnet XCI [I can in groups these mimic flowers compose]"

Strands pulled from the past, locked in the present - Claire Smith "Exhibits from Schneewittchen"

Ruby poppies embossed across the handle - Claire Smith "Exhibits from Schneewittchen"

Soaked with jealousy, vanity, pride - Claire Smith "Exhibits from Schneewittchen"

Flanked by all that is unfamiliar - Clint Smith "FaceTime"

That this distance was only temporary - Clint Smith "FaceTime"

Distance was only temporary - Clint Smith "FaceTime"

Dancing together soon - Clint Smith "FaceTime"

A bloody lance of heaven's displeasure - Emily Smith "Such Monstrous Births"

A sorry message on the sawdust floor - Emily Smith "Such Monstrous Births"

Twelve fingers stretching for the winter sky - Emily Smith "Such Monstrous Births"

Grow ulcers from eating loneliness - Evan Gill Smith "The Cow Speaks to the Child"

Her broken circle to restore - Lyman C. Smith "Canada to Columbia"

The sad tear may embitter the wine - R. Penn Smith "A Health to My Brother"

Plucked from the snow in spring - Richard Penn Smith "On the Death of a Young Lady"

Emblems of her sad hours - Richard Penn Smith "On the Death of a Young Lady"

Pure as a seraph's tear - Richard Penn Smith "On the Death of a Young Lady"

Liquid with the light of youth - Mrs. Seba Smith "To Fanny H***" [Graham's Magazine v.XXI no.3, Sept. 1842]

Stealing gladness from the skies - Mrs. Seba Smith "To Fanny H***" [Graham's Magazine v.XXI no.3, Sept. 1842]

Only known to souls of truth - Mrs. Seba Smith "To Fanny H***" [Graham's Magazine v.XXI no.3, Sept. 1842]

To bring the memory of the Nile - William Wye Smith "The Canadians on the Nile"

Where maple shadows sleep - William Wye Smith "The Canadians on the Nile"

Your shape behind a flame - Brian Sneeden "Memory is Blood Soluble"

Every name on the edge of being gone - Brian Sneeden "Memory is Blood Soluble"

A cloud of bees from the stone - Brian Sneeden "Memory is Blood Soluble"

Click like hail on a boulder - Gary Snyder "Why I Take Good Care of my Macintosh"

Identical seedpods strong on a vine - Gary Snyder "Why I Take Good Care of my Macintosh"

Dozens of pockets of gold - Gary Snyder "Why I Take Good Care of my Macintosh"

The years poured back from one cracked jar into a perfect basin - Cynthia So "The Unicorn's Question"

Without even kissing their ghosts in my dreams - Cynthia So "The Unicorn's Question"

Projecting the whole night sky of constellations - Cynthia So "The Unicorn's Question"

A swirl of stardust in pink, in purple, in blue - Cynthia So "The Unicorn's Question"

Gives us the keys to the kingdom of death - Edith Sodergran "Pain" transl. by Jaakko A. Ahokas

Our strange souls and curious desires - Edith Sodergran "Pain" transl. by Jaakko A. Ahokas

Neglecting the fracture on my soul - Niloufar-Lily Soltani "A Mountain on My Back"

The silent who and almighty why - Arthur Solway "What Is Not"

A knot in my most likely never - Arthur Solway "What Is Not"

Abandon our cruelties - Christopher Soto "Forgiveness"

As if earthquakes are in your hands - Christopher Soto "Forgiveness"

Hear all the rumors of the world - Carlos Soto-Roman "The Tell-Tale Heart"

In this wisdom of the Holly Tree - Robert Southey "The Holly Tree"

The smooth temper of my age - Robert Southey "The Holly Tree"

But grief is ever resurrected - Lisa Russ Spaar "Driving"

A lamp above the incorruptible table - Maria Luisa Spaziani transl. by Lynne Lawner

Beacon of my trusting heart - T.G. Spear "I Cling to Thee"

From out the chambers of my mind - T.G. Spear "I Cling to Thee"

Nor fell Misfortune's friendless sway - T.G. Spear "I Cling to Thee"

And light my worldly path no more - T.G. Spear "I Cling to Thee"

Arachne high did lift her cunning web - Edmund Spenser "The House of Richesse"

Overgrowne with dust and old decay - Edmund Spenser "The House of Richesse"

But a faint shadow of uncertain light - Edmund Spenser "The House of Richesse"

Panting hounds beguiled of their prey - Edmund Spenser "Sonnet"

And for my faith reaped tares - Capt. James Sprent "A Confession of Faith" [The Anzac Book: Written and Illustrated in Gallipoli by the Men of Anzac, 1916]

Columbus's doom-burdened caravels - J.C. Squire "Sonnet [There was an Indian]"

Dawn moon passing ruined forts - Ssu-k'ung Shu "The Rebellion Over, I See Off a Friend Who Is Returning North" transl. by Burton Watson

Under crowding stars to rest - Ssu-k'ung Shu "The Rebellion Over, I See Off a Friend Who Is Returning North" transl. by Burton Watson

Companion to your grieving eyes - Ssu-k'ung Shu "The Rebellion Over, I See Off a Friend Who Is Returning North" transl. by Burton Watson

Where the witch of winter walked - Ezra Hurlburt Stafford "Chinook"

My thoughts amid the golden spheres - Ezra Hurlburt Stafford "The Last Orison"

Bolted doors that lock the corridors of Time - Ezra Hurlburt Stafford "The Last Orison"

Bar the awful avenues of Space - Ezra Hurlburt Stafford "The Last Orison"

Following the wrong god home - William Stafford "A Ritual to Read to Each Other"

The parade of our mutual life - William Stafford "A Ritual to Read to Each Other"

Evidence to hang me - William Stafford "What's in My Journal"

Chasms in character - William Stafford "What's in My Journal"

On the shore beside the Lethe - Maura Stanton "Wander Indiana"

As the wood without deer - Catherine Staples "Vert"

Unconsidered in verse or in song - Clemens Starck "A Brief Lecture on Door Closers"

The spring remembers how it was - Clemens Starck "A Brief Lecture on Door Closers"

Concealed beneath the threshold - Clemens Starck "A Brief Lecture on Door Closers"

And ascends flower-crowned to her vernal throne - Mrs. E.C. Stedman "Flight of the Birds" [Graham's Magazine v.XIX no.5, Nov. 1841]

From the chilling blast of Misfortune's breath - Mrs. E.C. Stedman "Flight of the Birds" [Graham's Magazine v.XIX no.5, Nov. 1841]

Just a paper giant - Evaleen Stein "The Picture-Book Giant"

Spills from cuckoo-cups - Evaleen Stein "Up, Little Ones!"

Descend again in molten drops - Gertrude Stein "Golden Bough"

In masks outrageous and austere - Gertrude Stein "Let No Charitable Hope"

Of vicious infinite regression - Leigh Stein "Based on a Book of the Same Title"

Like ghosts that never slept - Riccardo Stephens "A Ballad"

Blazing behind the utmost star - Riccardo Stephens "A Ballad"

Some strange and wandering sound - Riccardo Stephens "A Ballad"

That trod on forks of flame - Riccardo Stephens "A Ballad"

Whispering her vespers to dolls - Meghan Sterling "Chickadee"

A revelation on a spring morning - Meghan Sterling "Chickadee"

One day nearer to the sea - Ruth Sterry "Salutation"

Great Achilles crumbling on his pyre - Phillips Stewart "De Profundis"

Without care or coaxing - Kate R. Stiles "Clover Blossoms"

The wild deer and the wolf - Kate R. Stiles "Lake Quinsigamond"

Our cup is upside down - Kate R. Stiles "Lines Written on a Stormy Night"

On borrowed pinions soar - Benjamin Stillingfleet "Sonnet"

Calls thy thread misspun - Benjamin Stillingfleet "Sonnet"

Above the reach of vulgar flight - Benjamin Stillingfleet "Sonnet"

The extremest skirts of glory sees - Benjamin Stillingfleet "Sonnet"

To number blue infinities of bliss - Francis G. Stokes "Blue Moonshine"

The passionate pleasure of motion - Alfonsina Storni "Running Water" (translated by Muna Lee)

Whose streams rise from eternity - Speer Strahan C.S.C. "The Promised Country"

Where Azrael reaps a full harvest - Barry Straton "Charity"

Wanted to be a sieve - Dao Strom "Instrument"

Of your own nervous blood - Dao Strom "Instrument"

A bird-wing desire - Dao Strom "Instrument"

Scarcely reached her gates of woe - Charles Strong "Thrasymene"

When candle-flames burn blue - G.B. Stuart "Haunted"

While death patiently paces the sky - SM Stubbs "Faith"

Mind was a prison - Melissa Studdard "Everyone in Me Is a Bird"

Trapped between papered walls - Melissa Studdard "Everyone in Me Is a Bird"

Levitated at the burning - Melissa Studdard "Everyone in Me Is a Bird"

A birdcage with wings - Melissa Studdard "Everyone in Me Is a Bird"

Never broken by doubt - General Su Wu "To His Wife" (translated by Arthur Waley)

Tethering at the edge of psychosis - Patricia Omozele Sukore "Where Did the Cockerel Story Start?"

Illumination leaves its shadow in our care - Patricia Omozele Sukore "Where Did the Cockerel Story Start?"

Bright throne in her sorrowing heart - J.T.S. Sullivan "Elizabeth"

Cannot bear the song of the cuckoo - Sun Yun-feng "The Trail Up Wu Gorge" transl. by Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung

Riding home on the back of an ox - Sun Yun-feng "The Trail Up Wu Gorge" transl. by Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung

Most of what I know is contagious - Joyce Sutphen "The Temptation to Invent"

Parts of my heart are missing - Joyce Sutphen "The Temptation to Invent"

My way of turning away from the past - Joyce Sutphen "The Temptation to Invent"

The future is strewn with the roses of hope - Miss Caroline E. Sutton "The Past" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

Peopled with phantoms too brilliant to last - Miss Caroline E. Sutton "The Past" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

A banner of gold to the summer wind cast - Miss Caroline E. Sutton "The Past" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

One touch of the present dissolves the light dream - Miss Caroline E. Sutton "The Past" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

Built for the sunlight and not for the storm - Charles Swain "The Ship 'Extravagance'" [International Weekly Miscellany v.1 no.2, July 1850]

As if fortune's rich tide never ebbed - Charles Swain "The Ship 'Extravagance'" [International Weekly Miscellany v.1 no.2, July 1850]

At night when her gold-light is spent - Charles Swain "The Ship 'Extravagance'" [International Weekly Miscellany v.1 no.2, July 1850]

Bounty of the grape-crowned year - Caroline D. Swan "Stars of Cheer"

Old as Lebanon cedars - Marguerite Swawite "I Am Woman"

Pink with the dawn of my promise - Marguerite Swawite "I Am Woman"

Soft with sweet cadence - Marguerite Swawite "I Am Woman"

Up and down the funnels of evolution - Chad Sweeney "Prophecy of a Monday"

Wake in a labyrinth called Monday - Chad Sweeney "Prophecy of a Monday"

Dissolving in ghost water - Chad Sweeney "Prophecy of a Monday"

Though the painting grows decayed - Jonathan Swift "Stella's Birthday. 1720"

Best charge and bravest retreat - Sir P. Sydney "A Kiss" [Mirror of Literature v.13 issue 358, Feb. 1829.]

Best charge and bravest retreat in Cupid's fight - Sir P. Sydney "A Kiss" [Mirror of Literature v.13 issue 358, Feb. 1829.]

A double key which opens to the heart - Sir P. Sydney "A Kiss" [Mirror of Literature v.13 issue 358, Feb. 1829.]

Petty death where each in other live - Sir P. Sydney "A Kiss" [Mirror of Literature v.13 issue 358, Feb. 1829.]

The countenance and gestures of Mercy - J. Sylvester "Mercy and Justice" [Mirror of Literature v.13 issue 358, Feb. 1829.]

Bears the sword of vengeance unrelenting - J. Sylvester "Mercy and Justice" [Mirror of Literature v.13 issue 358, Feb. 1829.]

Brings pardon for the true repenting - J. Sylvester "Mercy and Justice" [Mirror of Literature v.13 issue 358, Feb. 1829.]

Who would come out of my cocoons - Wislawa Szymborska [Untitled] transl. by Czeslaw Milosz

Who possessed the grace of disappearing - Wislawa Szymborska [Untitled] transl. by Czeslaw Milosz

Full of swarming pins - Wislawa Szymborska [Untitled] transl. by Czeslaw Milosz

Their houses carved into his lungs - Milo K. Szyszka "A Tale of Moths and Home (of Bones and Breathing) (of Extrinsic Restrictive Lung Disease)"

Filled with the eyes of their wings - Milo K. Szyszka "A Tale of Moths and Home (of Bones and Breathing) (of Extrinsic Restrictive Lung Disease)"

A night when dusk never comes - Milo K. Szyszka "A Tale of Moths and Home (of Bones and Breathing) (of Extrinsic Restrictive Lung Disease)"


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Potential Titles: Martin Sorescu

Old acacias that suffer from insomnia - Marin Sorescu "Carbon Paper" transl. by Michael Hamburger

That perpetually slides away from me - Marin Sorescu "Carbon Paper" transl. by Michael Hamburger

I write on the face of earthquakes - Marin Sorescu "Creation" transl. by W.D. Snodgrass with Dona Rosu and Luciana Costea

My words keep slithering away from me - Marin Sorescu "Creation" transl. by W.D. Snodgrass with Dona Rosu and Luciana Costea

You can sign your name right on cinders - Marin Sorescu "Creation" transl. by W.D. Snodgrass with Dona Rosu and Luciana Costea

Assessed in buckets of grain - Marin Sorescu "Destiny" transl. by D.J. Enright

Cunning life keeps asking for more - Marin Sorescu "Fountains in the sea" transl. by Seamus Heaney

Divining the heart of the geyser - Marin Sorescu "Fountains in the sea" transl. by Seamus Heaney

Dance out a round on the dreamt eye of water - Marin Sorescu "Fountains in the sea" transl. by Seamus Heaney

Under the tall sky of hope - Marin Sorescu "Fountains in the sea" transl. by Seamus Heaney

Each one the other's phantom limb - Marin Sorescu "Fountains in the sea" transl. by Seamus Heaney

All the museums are afraid of me - Marin Sorescu "Paintings" transl. by Gabriela Dragnea

Closed eyes in dark cellars - Marin Sorescu "Paintings" transl. by Gabriela Dragnea

Holding a cheap imitation in my hands - Marin Sorescu "Paintings" transl. by Gabriela Dragnea

Chasms form inside me and fog - Marin Sorescu "Poisons" transl. by Michael Hamburger

It was Tuesday all last year - Marin Sorescu "Question" transl. by Michael Hamburger

I have hidden in a sea shell - Marin Sorescu "The Sea Shell" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Filtering the sea through my fingers - Marin Sorescu "The Sea Shell" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Repelled by millions of sea shells - Marin Sorescu "The Sea Shell" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Shall I tell philosophy's fortune? - Marin Sorescu "Seneca" transl. by Michael Hamburger

The sun that will not go down again - Marin Sorescu "Seneca" transl. by Michael Hamburger

The mountains and the ravines of the soul - Marin Sorescu "Shakespeare" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Gave to the clowns a free hand - Marin Sorescu "Shakespeare" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Allowed them to turn somersaults - Marin Sorescu "Shakespeare" transl. by Michael Hamburger

And taught King Lear how to wear a crown of straw - Marin Sorescu "Shakespeare" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Plastered the whole world with their playbills - Marin Sorescu "Shakespeare" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Solemnly, crowned as Nero was - Marin Sorescu "Solemnly" transl. by W.D. Snodgrass with Dona Rosu and Luciana Costea

Who vowed to give them good care - Marin Sorescu "Thieves" transl. by W.D. Snodgrass with Dona Rosu and Luciana Costea

Another friend that you could trust with a secret - Marin Sorescu "Thieves" transl. by W.D. Snodgrass with Dona Rosu and Luciana Costea

Ancient boundary stone on the edge - Marin Sorescu "To the Sea" transl. by Michael Hamburger

And gave to the wind to carry - Marin Sorescu "To the Sea" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Those fields where the dust is sweet - Marin Sorescu "To the Sea" transl. by Michael Hamburger

This wind is troubling me again - Marin Sorescu "To the Sea" transl. by Michael Hamburger


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Potential Titles: Friedrich Schiller

Nothing I've found for Schiller on Project Gutenberg credits a translator, so it's possibly self-translated, possibly not. Or maybe he, for some reason, composed in English? Which seems deeply unlikely to me based on his Wikipedia page, but what do I know? I suspect that readers were just supposed to know.


No ether-bath can wash the stigma out - Friedrich Schiller "Actaeon"

Deserted on life's barren strand - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

And left a prey to hazard wild - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

In easy riddles taught the secret - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

Before a Solon had devised the laws - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

Who wears a glory of Orions twined around her brow - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

When each immortal turned his face away - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

Took up her dwelling in that house of clay - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

Whom she ordained to feed her holy fire - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

Immortal song on victor's deeds attended - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

When the dark hand of destiny failed - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

Your circle of creation now expand - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

The barriers upon knowledge are o'erthrown - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

Where thousand terrors on him glare - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

That Chance with brazen sceptre rules him not - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited

Sprigs of fashion by the dozen - Friedrich Schiller "Bacchus in the Pillory"

Many a head that's filled with smoke - Friedrich Schiller "Bacchus in the Pillory"

To the devil gone at last - Friedrich Schiller "Bacchus in the Pillory"

Gifted nature with divinity to lift and link - Friedrich Schiller "The Gods of Greece" transl. not credited

All things betrayed to the initiate eye - Friedrich Schiller "The Gods of Greece" transl. not credited

Mad with rapture, to the portal - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited

Where the unknown has his dwelling - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited

All of joy imbibe the dew - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited

When the wheel of time goes round - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited

From the bud she lures the flower - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited

Suns from out their orbs of light - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited

Distant spheres obey her power - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited

From truth's own glass of fire - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited

Whom the stars praise as they roll - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited

Faith to keep each promise spoken - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited

The sullen mayor who reigns in hell - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"

All pleasure lost in cursing once - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"

Boiled down all his blood to brine - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"

Drank full many a draught of Phlegethon's black flood - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"

The road is long, and hell is deep - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"

Dons his cap of mists and furs - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"

Stood before hell's mighty czar - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"

Where all they of Prometheus' stem must come - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"

Make haste to bring your wares to light - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"

The doom of worlds in those dark sails - Friedrich Schiller "The Invincible Armada" transl. not credited

A thunder heavy in its cloud - Friedrich Schiller "The Invincible Armada" transl. not credited

Dug from law its deep foundations - Friedrich Schiller "The Invincible Armada" transl. not credited

Behold the hidden and the giant fires - Friedrich Schiller "The Invincible Armada" transl. not credited

And the Armada went to every wind - Friedrich Schiller "The Invincible Armada" transl. not credited

Catch crabs in Lethe's flood - Friedrich Schiller "The Journalists and Minos"

Engaged with anxious care in pumping Lethe out - Friedrich Schiller "The Journalists and Minos"

When I have crossed dark Lethe's river - Friedrich Schiller "Klopstock and Wieland"

Had I wings to lift me upward - Friedrich Schiller "Longing [Ach, aus Thales Gründen]"

A bark all lonely tosses without steersman - Friedrich Schiller "Longing [Ach, aus Thales Gründen]"

Sure some fate its sails will guide - Friedrich Schiller "Longing [Ach, aus Thales Gründen]"

For the gods will lend no hand - Friedrich Schiller "Longing [Ach, aus Thales Gründen]"

My talisman all tyrants hates - Friedrich Schiller "Man's Dignity"

Through life's gates to where the dead are found - Friedrich Schiller "Man's Dignity"

Squandered the tokens of their fame - Friedrich Schiller "Man's Dignity"

Night's gloomy jaws veil him darkly - Friedrich Schiller "Monument of Moor the Robber"

Let a Fury borrow lyre, notes, and dress - Friedrich Schiller "The Muses' Revenge"

As kites a pigeon follow, they attacked - Friedrich Schiller "The Muses' Revenge"

By eating stolen bread her living gets - Friedrich Schiller "The Parallel"

Doomsday-storms rage round about - Friedrich Schiller "The Peasants"

Stumbling over stock and stone - Friedrich Schiller "The Peasants"

Plague's contagious murderous breath - Friedrich Schiller "The Plague"

Fortune's juggling wheel to view - Friedrich Schiller "Reproach-To Laura"

On the iron plain of glory dance - Friedrich Schiller "Reproach-To Laura"

That Orion might receive my fame - Friedrich Schiller "Reproach-To Laura"

On the time-flood's heaving waves my name - Friedrich Schiller "Reproach-To Laura"

Rocked in glory in the mighty tide - Friedrich Schiller "Reproach-To Laura"

That Kronos' dreaded scythe was shivered - Friedrich Schiller "Reproach-To Laura"

Viewed in the hollow mirror of remorse - Friedrich Schiller "Resignation" transl. not credited

And hell has traversed with whole hide - Friedrich Schiller "The Simple Peasant"

May tell us how our flax and wheat arise - Friedrich Schiller "The Simple Peasant"

A mighty oak here ruined lies - Friedrich Schiller "Spinosa"

To revenge themselves on winter's north wind cold - Friedrich Schiller "Thoughts on the 1st October, 1781"

Wit with wondrous splendor flares - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"

Where the world's eye is hid by cheating night - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"

And glowing flames the hearts assail - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"

Life's nervous thread with care to twist - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"

Full often thorns upon the thread - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"

For thorns and roses there outspread - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"

Threat to break the thread by force - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"

I'll take whatever prize sage Clotho gives - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"

My spirit from its shell breaks free - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"

Let to infinity the thread extend - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"


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Potential Titles: Robert Alden Sanborn

The dim edge of sleep - Robert Alden Sanborn "To a Child Falling Asleep"

Where waking eyes may follow - Robert Alden Sanborn "To a Child Falling Asleep"

That drinks the river of my love - Robert Alden Sanborn "To a Child Falling Asleep"

Before the temple of the Night - Robert Alden Sanborn "To a Child Falling Asleep"

Received the rose-leaf soul - Robert Alden Sanborn "To a Child Falling Asleep"

The soul of fire fell - Robert Alden Sanborn "To a Child Falling Asleep"


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Potential Titles: Simon Shieh

In the life we do not lead - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"

A cold jail cell flooded with light - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"

Through a cherry blossom orchard at night - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"

Loud as the ghosts of prisoners long-forgotten - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"

The hour hand of a broken clock - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"

Bathing your shadow in ice water - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"

The rains have undone the river - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"

A braid of water and cement - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"

Wade in your silence - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"

An ocean raging within a stone - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"

Two images returning to the same darkness - Simon Shieh "Poem Addressed to You"


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Potential Titles: Erika L. Sanchez

Not the men nor the jackals - Erika L. Sanchez "All of Us"

Inscribed by those who came before - Erika L. Sanchez "All of Us"

Under a violence of stars - Erika L. Sanchez "All of Us"

What their eyes cannot - Erika L. Sanchez "All of Us"

Ate the bones of her enemies - Erika L. Sanchez "All of Us"

The lovely hooves and mangled pianos - Erika L. Sanchez "Baptism"

My worthless shards of longing - Erika L. Sanchez "Capital"

The tiny blades of the cricket song - Erika L. Sanchez "Capital"

In the vespers' milky hush - Erika L. Sanchez "Capital"

Endless shriek of purple cloud - Erika L. Sanchez "Capital"

A rusted trumpet plays itself - Erika L. Sanchez "Capital"

A body licked by stars - Erika L. Sanchez "Departure"

Bless these burnt wings - Erika L. Sanchez "Departure"

Forever confused by the mysteries of light - Erika L. Sanchez "Hyacinth"

Memorizes the music of machines - Erika L. Sanchez "Juarez"

Glass scattered like confetti - Erika L. Sanchez "Kindness"

Beelzebub flaps his frozen wings - Erika L. Sanchez "The Loop"

Your silence is a sealed jar of water - Erika L. Sanchez "The Loop"

In a field of broken antlers - Erika L. Sanchez "Love Story"

The pleasure of tangled violins - Erika L. Sanchez "Love Story"

Every night I dream of scissors - Erika L. Sanchez "On the Eve of the Tepehuan Revolt"

And like those jubilant saplings - Erika L. Sanchez "Poems of My Humiliations"

The sun whisking your deepest marrow - Erika L. Sanchez "Portrait of a Wetback"

A spirit so riddled with leeches - Erika L. Sanchez "Quincenera"

Always tearing at the hollyhocks - Erika L. Sanchez "Self-Portrait"

Feed the birds of my failures - Erika L. Sanchez "Self-Portrait"

An umbrella opens inside me - Erika L. Sanchez "Self-Portrait"

Holding a suitcase full of feathers - Erika L. Sanchez "Self-Portrait 2"

Under the torched gown of sky - Erika L. Sanchez "Self-
Portrait 2"

Ate scorpions with your naked fingers - Erika L. Sanchez "Six Months after Contemplating Suicide"

Some days you knelt on coins - Erika L. Sanchez "Six Months after Contemplating Suicide"

A stranger to my own ruin - Erika L. Sanchez "A Woman Runs on the First Day of Spring"

Give alms to my best sins - Erika L. Sanchez "A Woman Runs on the First Day of Spring"

Follow the sound of thawing snow - Erika L. Sanchez "A Woman Runs on the First Day of Spring"


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Potential Titles: Sonia Sanchez

Sailing on glass - Sonia Sanchez "5 Haiku"

To escape my persistent air - Sonia Sanchez "Haiku 4"

A voice stained like iron - Sonia Sanchez "A Love Song for Spelman"

Sisters of silver creators of light - Sonia Sanchez "A Love Song for Spelman"

Itinerant eyes in expatriate hearts - Sonia Sanchez "A Love Song for Spelman"

Betrothed to dreams - Sonia Sanchez "A Love Song for Spelman"

Walking in precise memory - Sonia Sanchez "A Love Song for Spelman"

Planting our songs among the stars and on the waters - Sonia Sanchez "A Love Song for Spelman"

The dew laughing in the trees - Sonia Sanchez "A Love Song for Spelman"

Their voices echo the dew - Sonia Sanchez "A Love Song for Spelman"

Unafraid of ashes - Sonia Sanchez "9 haiku (for Freedom's Sisters)"

Reborn in stone in wind in water - Sonia Sanchez "On the Occasion of Essence's Twenty-fifth Anniversary"

Against this mad vibration of death - Sonia Sanchez "On the Occasion of Essence's Twenty-fifth Anniversary"

To write our names in history - Sonia Sanchez "Poem"

A long ride to the deep - Sonia Sanchez "Sonku"

Remembering your sound - Sonia Sanchez "10 Haiku (for Max Roach)"

Return to earth in prayer - Sonia Sanchez "10 Haiku (for Max Roach)"

Pause with rainbows - Sonia Sanchez "10 Haiku (for Philadelphia Murals)"

Hear our bones singing - Sonia Sanchez "10 Haiku (for Philadelphia Murals)"

Out of their river mouths - Sonia Sanchez "This Is Not a Small Voice"

The bones of the alphabet - Sonia Sanchez "This Is Not a Small Voice"

I shall become a collector of me - Sonia Sanchez "Wounded in the House of a Friend: Set No. 1"

The unspoken word is born - Sonia Sanchez "Wounded in the House of a Friend: Set No. 1"


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Potential Titles: Crystal Sidell

Saw-edged teeth in my peripheral vision - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Advertise a propensity for dark-red - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Window-perched cats and foraging chipmunks - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Save pomegranate seeds in glass jars - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Line their pantry shelves with the antioxidant beads - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Still water as their mirror - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Their seamless smiles, their measured words - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Ensorcelling as their unearthly clear eyes - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

To empty the contents of your (un)troubled heart - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Where nature swings its wettest, coldest fist - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

The one thing they cannot make their own - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Thorned whispers well below a human's capacity to hear - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Honeyed whispers composed millennia ago - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Clothespinned across a buzzing canvas of vermillion - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Carried on the inhalation of ill-preparation and innocence - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Cast mirror-fogged webs into the center - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

A cold curiosity regarding the husk they've left - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Navigate among charmers unscathed - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"


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Potential Titles: E.F. Schraeder

Spilling blue words like soft rain - E.F. Schraeder "Procrastination (A Lullaby)"

Guide you from the edge of hard things - E.F. Schraeder "Procrastination (A Lullaby)"

Ignore snapping mouths of decision - E.F. Schraeder "Procrastination (A Lullaby)"

Unlock yourself into a stagnant life - E.F. Schraeder "Procrastination (A Lullaby)"

Hide from the biting hum of time - E.F. Schraeder "Procrastination (A Lullaby)"

Where mind weaves absence and regret - E.F. Schraeder "Procrastination (A Lullaby)"

Into cramped stillness whispering, Wait - E.F. Schraeder "Procrastination (A Lullaby)"


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Potential Titles: Carl Sandburg

Searches far sometimes into the red dust - Carl Sandburg "The Answer"

In the republic of the winking stars and spent cataclysms - Carl Sandburg "The Answer"

Crawl into a dusk of velvet - Carl Sandburg "The Answer"

People so near nothing - Carl Sandburg "Anywhere and Everywhere People"

Everywhere without being seen - Carl Sandburg "Anywhere and Everywhere People"

Your shabbiest, weariest hunger - Carl Sandburg "At a Window"

Leave me a little love - Carl Sandburg "At a Window"

Breaking the long loneliness - Carl Sandburg "At a Window"

The changing shores of shadow - Carl Sandburg "At a Window"

That sit and give the world its orders - Carl Sandburg "At a Window"

Thrust out from the changing shores of shadow - Carl Sandburg "At a Window"

Goes down to eat ashes - Carl Sandburg "At the Gates of Tombs"

At the gates of tombs silence is a gift - Carl Sandburg "At the Gates of Tombs"

Lost among the used-up cinders - Carl Sandburg "Aztec Mask"

Laid on bones taken from the ribs of the earth - Carl Sandburg "Aztec Mask"

Ready for the hammers of changing - Carl Sandburg "Aztec Mask"

Ready for the dust and fire and wind - Carl Sandburg "Aztec Mask"

A cry out of storm and dark - Carl Sandburg "Aztec Mask"

A red yell and a purple prayer - Carl Sandburg "Aztec Mask"

A smut on every human blossom - Carl Sandburg "Billy Sunday"

A bughouse peddler of second-hand gospel - Carl Sandburg "Billy Sunday"

So many stars and so few hours to dream - Carl Sandburg "Black Horizons"

A name is a cheap thing - Carl Sandburg "Blacklisted"

No Hamlet hold my jaws and speak - Carl Sandburg "Bones"

Down on the floors of salt and wet - Carl Sandburg "Bones"

In dusk and dust and dreams - Carl Sandburg "Bringers"

Into the hooves and guns of the storm - Carl Sandburg "Bronzes"

Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil - Carl Sandburg "Chicago"

Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth - Carl Sandburg "Chicago"

Under the terrible burden of destiny - Carl Sandburg "Chicago"

The cut glass vases standing slender - Carl Sandburg "Child of the Romans"

The play of fountains at night - Carl Sandburg "Choices"

Water sparkling a drowsy monotone - Carl Sandburg "Choices"

A remembering of regrets - Carl Sandburg "Choices"

Go by and come back - Carl Sandburg "Clouds"

Partners in the mist - Carl Sandburg "A Coin"

The two that fade away together - Carl Sandburg "A Coin"

Stronger than all proud men - Carl Sandburg "Death Snips Proud Men"

Here is dust remembers it was a rose - Carl Sandburg "Dust"

Listen for what comes - Carl Sandburg "Ears"

When the mazy stars neither point nor beckon - Carl Sandburg "Experience"

Open when you wake - Carl Sandburg "Eyes"

Out of the sea a song - Carl Sandburg "Far Rockaway Night Till Morn"

Mix the high howls of your dancing - Carl Sandburg "Fins"

Shoot your laugh of rainbow foam - Carl Sandburg "Fins"

Rust and gold on the roofs of the sea - Carl Sandburg "Fins"

All broken hearts, empty hands, sleeping soldiers - Carl Sandburg "Fire Dreams"

And down in a garden old with years - Carl Sandburg "Follies"

Broken walls of ruin and story - Carl Sandburg "Follies"

Roses rise with red rain-memories - Carl Sandburg "Follies"

Tomorrow sits with a hairpin in her teeth - Carl Sandburg "Four Preludes on Playthings of the Wind"

The doors are twisted on broken hinges - Carl Sandburg "Four Preludes on Playthings of the Wind"

Slippery frozen places of the earth - Carl Sandburg "Four Steichen Prints"

Threw you into a pot of thorns - Carl Sandburg "Four Steichen Prints"

Rippled and twisted in sliding rising scales - Carl Sandburg "Four Steichen Prints"

Fifty with aching hearts - Carl Sandburg "Gone"

Over the graves of the thousand - Carl Sandburg "Graves"

Your great way of forgetting - Carl Sandburg "Graves"

Today I worship the hammer - Carl Sandburg "The Hammer"

Fought in the dust for a song - Carl Sandburg "Hits and Runs"

The way the wind measures the weather - Carl Sandburg "How Much?"

A few red drops for history to remember - Carl Sandburg "I Am the People, the Mob"

The audience that witnesses history - Carl Sandburg "I am the People, the Mob"

Spatter a few red drops for history to remember - Carl Sandburg "I am the People, the Mob"

Use the lessons of yesterday - Carl Sandburg "I am the People, the Mob"

And no longer forget who robbed me last year - Carl Sandburg "I am the People, the Mob"

But only the moon remembers - Carl Sandburg "I Sang"

Catching play of sun-fire - Carl Sandburg "In a Breath"

Singing arch of my skull - Carl Sandburg "In Tall Grass"

The drone of dreams of honey - Carl Sandburg "In Tall Grass"

The shovel is brother to the gun - Carl Sandburg "Iron"

With their hands on the jaws of death - Carl Sandburg "Jaws"

Wrapped in the smoke of memories - Carl Sandburg "Knucks"

Broken to shape of thought - Carl Sandburg "Languages"

Colored with bitter wrongs - Carl Sandburg "Lawyers"

Mingled with monumental patience - Carl Sandburg "Lawyers"

Know a dead man's thoughts too well - Carl Sandburg "The Lawyers Know Too Much"

Too many doors to go in and out - Carl Sandburg "The Lawyers Know Too Much"

The knack of a mason outlasts a moon - Carl Sandburg "The Lawyers Know Too Much"

Build a house no wind blows over - Carl Sandburg "The Lawyers Know Too Much"

The law of stars held together - Carl Sandburg "Long Guns"

To conquer the insults of the moon - Carl Sandburg "Long Guns"

Where fog trails and mist creeps - Carl Sandburg "Lost"

Some lost child in tears and trouble - Carl Sandburg "Lost"

Voices reaching for the hear of the world - Carl Sandburg "Mask"

The sudden rise and slow relapse - Carl Sandburg "Monotone"

Of the long multitudinous rain - Carl Sandburg "Monotone"

Bannered with fire and gold - Carl Sandburg "Monotone"

The peace of long warm rain - Carl Sandburg "Monotone"

Got lost in the sky - Carl Sandburg "The Moon"

Among stars shattered in spray - Carl Sandburg "Night Stuff"

Twisted the roots under my heart - Carl Sandburg "Night Stuff"

Nobody is yourself - Carl Sandburg "Nobody"

On a six-foot stage of dust - Carl Sandburg "Old Osawatomie"

Singing rhythms in silence - Carl Sandburg "On the Breakwater"

Out of your many faces flash memories - Carl Sandburg "Passers-by"

Throats in the clutch of a hope - Carl Sandburg "Passers-by"

Dark as a stack of black cats - Carl Sandburg "Picnic Boat"

When you ask what is my desire - Carl Sandburg "Poems Done on a Late Night Car"

To cry only softly at the ashes of my mysteries - Carl Sandburg "Poems Done on a Late Night Car"

You that so flung your crimson to the sun - Carl Sandburg "Poems Done on a Late Night Car"

A man sunken to less than cinders - Carl Sandburg "Pool"

A tea-cup of ashes or so - Carl Sandburg "Pool"

Slides by on a high wind calling - Carl Sandburg "Potomac Town in February"

I know what the rainbow writes - Carl Sandburg "Prairie"

Through blue nights into white stars - Carl Sandburg "Prayers of Steel"

Let me lift and loosen old foundations - Carl Sandburg "Prayers of Steel"

The great nail holding a skyscraper - Carl Sandburg "Prayers of Steel"

Take your fill of intimate remorse, perfume sorrow - Carl Sandburg "The Right to Grief"

Swimming in midnights of coal mines - Carl Sandburg "River Roads"

Let the woodpecker drum and drum - Carl Sandburg "River Roads"

Hold the birds in a looking-glass - Carl Sandburg "River Roads"

Shiver to the blur of many wings - Carl Sandburg "River Roads"

Talking to a spread of white stars - Carl Sandburg "Shirt"

Broken answers of remembrance - Carl Sandburg "Shirt"

Somewhere in the city's push and fury - Carl Sandburg "Shirt"

An arm of sand in the span of salt - Carl Sandburg "Sketch"

Lucid and endless wrinkles draw in - Carl Sandburg "Sketch"

A soul of dreams and thoughts and memories - Carl Sandburg "Skyscraper"

And the press of time running into centuries - Carl Sandburg "Skyscraper"

Smoke of the finished steel - Carl Sandburg "Smoke and Steel"

By the oath of work - Carl Sandburg "Smoke and Steel"

In the secret of our numbers - Carl Sandburg "Smoke and Steel"

For a hidden and glimpsing moon - Carl Sandburg "Smoke and Steel"

The smoke changes its shadow - Carl Sandburg "Smoke and Steel"

Lost in the sieves of yesterday - Carl Sandburg "Smoke and Steel"

Shadow-dance and laugh at the cost - Carl Sandburg "Smoke and Steel"

Spools of fire wind - Carl Sandburg "Smoke and Steel"

On a dark night when lovers pass whispering - Carl Sandburg "Still Life"

Ghost songs and love to the harvest moon - Carl Sandburg "Theme in Yellow"

With a dust gagging the heart - Carl Sandburg "They All Want to Play Hamlet"

The fine cloth of your love - Carl Sandburg "They Buy with an Eye to Looks"

Could answer the metronomes of blood - Carl Sandburg "They Met Young"

A slouching, foolish moon - Carl Sandburg "They Met Young"

Your blinking wonderful eyes - Carl Sandburg "Think About Wheels"

Heard three red words - Carl Sandburg "Threes"

Slow from deep lungs - Carl Sandburg "Threes"

Whether love talks and roses grow - Carl Sandburg "To a Dead Man"

Handle dust going to a long country - Carl Sandburg "To Certain Journeymen"

A music for lonely hearts - Carl Sandburg "To Know Silence Perfectly"

Painted over haggard bones - Carl Sandburg "Trafficker"

And they cover you - Carl Sandburg "Two"

Unless the rain is willing - Carl Sandburg "Two Nocturns"

A million miles of white snowstorms - Carl Sandburg "Two Strangers Breakfast"

On the horn of an Arctic moon - Carl Sandburg "Two Strangers Breakfast"

The hum and the hurry of passing footfalls - Carl Sandburg "Under a Hat Rim"

Out of the look on a face - Carl Sandburg "Under a Hat Rim"

Comes and touches you with a thousand memories - Carl Sandburg "Under the Harvest Moon"

Touches you with a thousand memories - Carl Sandburg "Under the Harvest Moon"

And the red wrongs she has done - Carl Sandburg "Washerwoman"

Because the wilderness gave it to me - Carl Sandburg "Wilderness"

Circle and loop and double-cross - Carl Sandburg "Wilderness"

Flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams - Carl Sandburg "Wilderness"

Over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes - Carl Sandburg "Wilderness"

Broken across with slashes of light - Carl Sandburg "Window"

Dust and a bitter wind - Carl Sandburg "The Windy City"

Whistling ragtime against the sunsets - Carl Sandburg "The Windy City"

Stone and steel of your sleeping numbers - Carl Sandburg "The Windy City"

Count out cities and forget the numbers - Carl Sandburg "The Windy City"

The hungry hunting storms - Carl Sandburg "The Windy City"

Come along on the tearing blizzard tails - Carl Sandburg "The Windy City"

The snouts of the hungry hunting storms - Carl Sandburg "The Windy City"

The wind of the lake shore waits and wanders - Carl Sandburg "The Windy City"

Regrets fly kites in your eyes - Carl Sandburg "Wistful"

Stuff their pipes with dreams - Carl Sandburg "Work Gangs"

Where the hammers and shovels sleep in corners - Carl Sandburg "Work Gangs"

The night watchmen stuff their pipes with dreams - Carl Sandburg "Work Gangs"

Search their heads for meanings, stories, stars - Carl Sandburg "Work Gangs"

Even if we forget our names and houses in the finish - Carl Sandburg "Work Gangs"

Sleep is the first and last and best of all - Carl Sandburg "Work Gangs"

Song mouths connecting with song hearts - Carl Sandburg "Work Gangs"


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Potential Titles: R.B. Simon

Inhalation and exhalation paused - R.B. Simon "The Galaxy that Swallowed Me from the Inside Out"

Stretching its spiral arms up the curve of my backbone - R.B. Simon "The Galaxy that Swallowed Me from the Inside Out"

Burgeoned by the gravity of blue stars and red dwarfs - R.B. Simon "The Galaxy that Swallowed Me from the Inside Out"

The orbits of universes pinging against my skeleton - R.B. Simon "The Galaxy that Swallowed Me from the Inside Out"

Whose body is being endlessly expanded - R.B. Simon "The Galaxy that Swallowed Me from the Inside Out"

Witness to this dread and wonder - R.B. Simon "The Galaxy that Swallowed Me from the Inside Out"

Into the black-hole heart of the galaxy - R.B. Simon "The Galaxy that Swallowed Me from the Inside Out"

Filled with circumgalactic stardust and the void - R.B. Simon "The Galaxy that Swallowed Me from the Inside Out"


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Potential Titles: Margaret E. Sangster

To challenge the waking skies - Margaret E. Sangster "At Dawn: I. The Caveman"

Akin to the waking world - Margaret E. Sangster "At Dawn: I. The Caveman"

Above the wind's low laughter - Margaret E. Sangster "At Dawn: II. The Pioneer"

Sent from earth to kiss the sky - Margaret E. Sangster "At Dawn: III. The Farmer"

Temptation came to me today - Margaret E. Sangster "'Be of Good Cheer!'"

As dreams across an endless night - Margaret E. Sangster "'Be of Good Cheer!'"

Memories on noiseless feet - Margaret E. Sangster "'Be of Good Cheer!'"

And half-hidden melody - Margaret E. Sangster "Colors"

With silver throated mirth - Margaret E. Sangster "Five Sonnets: I. The Coming"

A part of some vague yesterday - Margaret E. Sangster "Five Sonnets: V. Moon-Glow"

Swift shadows on the wall - Margaret E. Sangster "From My Room"

From hearts that stay unmended - Margaret E. Sangster "From Paris to Chateau Thierry"

Against the troubled fever of the earth - Margaret E. Sangster "I Dreamed Your Face"

Rose despondent in the morning - Margaret E. Sangster "I Dreamed Your Face"

Until you turn to star-shine - Margaret E. Sangster "Intangible"

A moonbeam thrown across my heart - Margaret E. Sangster "Intangible"

Where even joy has a minor strain - Margaret E. Sangster "Music of the Slums: I. The Violin-Maker"

Joy that touches pain - Margaret E. Sangster "Music of the Slums: II. The Park Band"

Young love and broken life - Margaret E. Sangster "Music of the Slums: II. The Park Band"

With shattered stones of life - Margaret E. Sangster "The Phoenix"

Cutting a path of promise - Margaret E. Sangster "Preface"

A silence that is kin to sleep - Margaret E. Sangster "Preface"

Roads reach to strife - Margaret E. Sangster "Preface"

Laughing in your shallows - Margaret E. Sangster "The River and the Tree"

Somber in your deeps - Margaret E. Sangster "The River and the Tree"

Not ghosts, perhaps, but dreams - Margaret E. Sangster "To an Old Schoolhouse"

Sweet as a pale, courageous star - Margaret E. Sangster "To an Old Schoolhouse"

And their dreams dew kissed - Margaret E. Sangster "To an Old Schoolhouse"

My heart wanders with you - Margaret E. Sangster "Two Lullabies: II. Poppy Land"

We timed our vagrant feet - Margaret E. Sangster "Wood Magic"

Underneath a wall of mottled stone - Margaret E. Sangster "Wood Magic"


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Potential Titles: Jane Johnston Schoolcraft

Have dared with black envy - Jane Johnston Schoolcraft "Invocation"

In thy dark house of clay - Jane Johnston Schoolcraft "Invocation"

Till valor and love be no more - Jane Johnston Schoolcraft "Invocation"

Gather a store of sweet delight - Jane Johnston Schoolcraft "Lines Written at Castle Island, Lake Superior" (transl. from the Anishinaabemowin either by the poet or by her husband)

Lone island of the saltless sea - Jane Johnston Schoolcraft "Lines Written at Castle Island, Lake Superior" (transl. from the Anishinaabemowin either by the poet or by her husband)

A song's sweet strains to tell - Jane Johnston Schoolcraft "Lines Written at Castle Island, Lake Superior" (transl. from the Anishinaabemowin either by the poet or by her husband)

Half so sweet to memory's eye - Jane Johnston Schoolcraft "To the Pine Tree" transl. either by the poet or by her husband


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Potential Titles: William Bell Scott

Our hair with marigolds was wound - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

Our bodices with love-knots laced - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

Our merchandise with tansy bound - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

And down each stair they thronged - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

The line that I had drawn with bleeding thumb - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

And drew them by the left hand in - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

With cantrip kisses seven - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

Three times round with kisses seven - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

Warped and woven there spun we - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

Laughed as long as they had breath - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

Imps keeping time with skip and hop - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

Of bell and whip and horse's tail - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"

And taught me art and glamourie - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"


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Potential Titles: Elizabeth Shvarts

Savored every second sickly sweet - Elizabeth Shvarts "Nothing More to Say"

The welcome weight of hands holding - Elizabeth Shvarts "Nothing More to Say"

The plums could have been less bitter - Elizabeth Shvarts "Nothing More to Say"

The pomegranates were out of season - Elizabeth Shvarts "Nothing More to Say"

Clog my arteries with sweet nothings - Elizabeth Shvarts "Nothing More to Say"

Let the static swallow me whole - Elizabeth Shvarts "Nothing More to Say"


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Potential Titles: Sappho

Paler than dry grass - Sappho (transl. by Mary Barnard)

Has put a torch to your heart - Sappho (transl. by Mary Barnard)

Mother of beauty, mother of joy - Sappho "XII" (translated by Bliss Carman)

A wound in beauty's side - Sappho "XII" (translated by Bliss Carman)

Be quelled for an hour - Sappho "XII" (translated by Bliss Carman)

Before all else was desire - Sappho "XII" (translated by Bliss Carman)


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Potential Titles: Alexandra Seidel

broke my eyes into lighthouse shards - Alexandra Seidel "Cerberus, Seeking Lethe"

my skin is a mirror of past lives - Alexandra Seidel "Cerberus, Seeking Lethe"

the river for me never quenched - Alexandra Seidel "Cerberus, Seeking Lethe"

Lethe I dream your forgetting - Alexandra Seidel "Cerberus, Seeking Lethe"

the wolf in a guise of three heads - Alexandra Seidel "Cerberus, Seeking Lethe"

the wolf in a skin of bare steel - Alexandra Seidel "Cerberus, Seeking Lethe"

The sunlight in your swollen belly of mist - Alexandra Seidel "The City that Wasn't There"

Never really left the Forbidden City of your heart - Alexandra Seidel "The City that Wasn't There"

The realm you built to your own grandeur - Alexandra Seidel "The City that Wasn't There"

The northern center of the jade polished realm - Alexandra Seidel "The City that Wasn't There"

A land of ice and fire beneath ether shores - Alexandra Seidel "Give Me Pluto"

Flowing down like lingering light - Alexandra Seidel "The Honey Man"

The science of stars caught in these spheres - Alexandra Seidel "Kepler's Music"

Cosmic mysteries trapped in Platonic shells - Alexandra Seidel "Kepler's Music"

Knew their movement like black on white - Alexandra Seidel "Kepler's Music"

Bright syntax on neck-twisting black - Alexandra Seidel "Kepler's Music"

Sighing melodies to a strange giant - Alexandra Seidel "Kepler's Music"

His eyes blinded shut with night and stars - Alexandra Seidel "Kepler's Music"

Bodies like bells ringing through nothing - Alexandra Seidel "Kepler's Music"

Arrested masses in space, in time - Alexandra Seidel "Kepler's Music"

Before I lie down in bed with my coins and shroud - Alexandra Seidel "Seven Truths and the In-Between"

That really walks the long roads with me - Alexandra Seidel "Seven Truths and the In-Between"

I collect photos to collect my life - Alexandra Seidel "Seven Truths and the In-Between"

Almost enough for a voodoo doll - Alexandra Seidel "Seven Truths and the In-Between"

Hidden behind simple truth - Alexandra Seidel "Three Visions Seen from Upside-Down"

The relentless abacus of fate - Alexandra Seidel "Three Visions Seen from Upside-Down"


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Potential Titles: May Sarton

After the long enduring - May Sarton "After the Long Enduring"

Or less than your own - May Sarton "Best Friend"

The rudder sometimes wobbly - May Sarton "Coming Into Eighty"

Greet us at landfall - May Sarton "Coming Into Eighty"

The last mysterious voyage - May Sarton "Coming Into Eighty"

Can't stay anchored - May Sarton "Coming Into Eighty"

On the snow-locked ground - May Sarton "December Moon"

Present in your absence - May Sarton "Elegy"

To share the wind - May Sarton "Friendship and Illness"

Beside my own mystery - May Sarton "A Handful of Thyme"

The eloquence of his sleep - May Sarton "Luxury"

Embroider the air - May Sarton "Luxury"

But only the crows - May Sarton "The O's of November"

Pulled down to earth - May Sarton "The O's of November"

Joy leaps to my throat - May Sarton "Renascence"

An explosion of memory - May Sarton "Rinsing the Eye"

Spoke such a tender word - May Sarton "Small Joys: New Year 1990"

Memory is merciless - May Sarton "The Teacher"

Never answer another letter - May Sarton "Wanting to Die"


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Potential Titles: Frederick George Scott

Like the lost behind hell's gate - Frederick George Scott "The Abbot"

Will live when Death is dead - Frederick George Scott "Andante"

The veil of night withdrawn - Frederick George Scott "At Lauds"

Bowed with the burden of emptiness - Frederick George Scott "Calvary"

Blackened with passion and woe - Frederick George Scott "Calvary"

A meteor of hope in the darkness - Frederick George Scott "Calvary"

Roll over the city of doom - Frederick George Scott "Calvary"

The weights of the winds and the rains - Frederick George Scott "Calvary"

Love at the core of the universe - Frederick George Scott "Calvary"

Grounded in depths of eternity - Frederick George Scott "Calvary"

Rolls from the face of the dawn - Frederick George Scott "Calvary"

Hurled on heedless eastern coasts - Frederick George Scott "Columbus"

Like a star behind the polar lights - Frederick George Scott "Columbus"

That will quarrel for a coin - Frederick George Scott "Dion"

Under the heel of tyrants - Frederick George Scott "Dion"

Upon the pebbles of her streets - Frederick George Scott "Dion"

Murderous snares around his path - Frederick George Scott "Dion"

With eyes that cursed her very stones - Frederick George Scott "Dion"

Into the citadel deserted by the tyrant - Frederick George Scott "Dion"

Which has braved a thousand storms - Frederick George Scott "Dion"

In the surf of the furthest star's sea - Frederick George Scott "A Dream of the Prehistoric"

Who speaks in the thunders of space - Frederick George Scott "A Dream of the Prehistoric"

Held above the gulfs of chaos - Frederick George Scott "The Everlasting Father"

On the blinded eyes that weep - Frederick George Scott "The Everlasting Father"

Make the universe a mirror - Frederick George Scott "The Everlasting Father"

With lightning in a jagged fret - Frederick George Scott "The Feud"

Beats its noontide harmonies - Frederick George Scott "The Frenzy of Prometheus"

Topple and reel upon my burning blood - Frederick George Scott "The Frenzy of Prometheus"

The wind-swept harp of earth - Frederick George Scott "The Frenzy of Prometheus"

Fills my veins with rivers of excess - Frederick George Scott "The Frenzy of Prometheus"

The arrow-screams of frightened gulls - Frederick George Scott "The Frenzy of Prometheus"

Pluck up mountains by the roots - Frederick George Scott "The Frenzy of Prometheus"

A wild tempest blows the daylight out - Frederick George Scott "The Frenzy of Prometheus"

Crush down continents of powdered bones - Frederick George Scott "The Frenzy of Prometheus"

That out-top the adoring spheres - Frederick George Scott "The Frenzy of Prometheus"

The spent stars from their orbits reel - Frederick George Scott "The Frenzy of Prometheus"

In each man's heart a secret temple - Frederick George Scott "Idols"

Her moon-candle burns till dawn - Frederick George Scott "In the Woods"

Dominion in your iron hands - Frederick George Scott "In Via Mortis"

A heart of steel to conquer - Frederick George Scott "In Via Mortis"

True homage to his Queen - Frederick George Scott "Love Slighted"

My soul unfurls its sails - Frederick George Scott "My Lattice"

Sail beyond the solar light - Frederick George Scott "My Lattice"

Pass great worlds of silent stone - Frederick George Scott "My Lattice"

Meet with spheres of fiery mist - Frederick George Scott "My Lattice"

And hear the sparrows calling - Frederick George Scott "My Lattice"

Wearing helmets of eternal snows - Frederick George Scott "Natura Victrix"

On the poppy slopes of hell - Frederick George Scott "Natura Victrix"

From the lines of faded ink - Frederick George Scott "Old Letters"

As brown as an ancient scroll - Frederick George Scott "On an Old Venetian Portrait"

Beyond the empire of the will - Frederick George Scott "A Reverie"

Teeth of brass that gnaw - Frederick George Scott "Samson"

A wind of scattered straws - Frederick George Scott "Samson"

Drained earth's pleasures to the lees - Frederick George Scott "Solomon"

Sought to borrow sleep from sorrow - Frederick George Scott "Sorrow's Waking"

Slakes desire with liquid fire - Frederick George Scott "The Sting of Death"

To thy heart's dungeons deep - Frederick George Scott "Te Judice"

Till their ghosts are unmasked - Frederick George Scott "Te Judice"

Sun-widowed and veiled with thin air - Frederick George Scott "Thor"

Above life's troubled currents shine - Frederick George Scott "To My Wife"

Harbours wrought by love - Frederick George Scott "To My Wife"


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Potential Titles: Edwin Davies Schoonmaker

Poured out on thy granite shore - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"

Towers half hung in the sun - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"

Comes down as a bride to the sea - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"

Fled with a roar through the rock - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"

Filled with faces divine - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"

Ghosts on the midnight skies - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"

Old Babylon etched on the night - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"

The wealth of the world in her hair - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"

Till the new day quenches the lamps - Edwin Davies Schoonmaker "New York"


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Potential Titles: Sir Walter Scott

Nor thou the crimson sheen - Sir Walter Scott "Alice Brand"

As warm, we'll say, is the russet grey - Sir Walter Scott "Alice Brand"

And the oak's brown side - Sir Walter Scott "Alice Brand"

The Fairies' fatal green - Sir Walter Scott "Alice Brand"

Heaven shield the brave Gallant - Sir Walter Scott "Cavalier Song"

From the rain-drops shall borrow - Sir Walter Scott "Coronach"

Prolonged the sway of timeless darkness - Sir Walter Scott "The Dance of Death"

Wizard, witch, and fiend have power - Sir Walter Scott "The Dance of Death"

Drinks whispers strange of fate and fear - Sir Walter Scott "The Dance of Death"

Wild as a marsh-borne meteor's glance - Sir Walter Scott "The Dance of Death"

Lingering on the morning wind - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

Plies the hooked staff and the shortened scythe - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

Placed close within destruction's scope - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

That which peasant's scythe demands - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

Heroes before each fatal sweep fell thick - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

Through rolling smoke the Demon's eye - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

The deadly tug of war at length must limits find - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

For ten long hours of doubt and dread - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

Confront the battery's jaws of flame - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

The mandate which sent out their bravest and their best - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

And fresher thunders wake the war - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

Ambition's dizzy paths essayed - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

Though twice ten thousand men have died - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

Displayed the wrecks of its impetuous course - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

Down the dread current hurled - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

To raise ambition from the ground - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

The owl from the steeple sing - Sir Walter Scott "Proud Maisie"

The owl from the steeple sing welcome - Sir Walter Scott "Proud Maisie"

And hallow the goblet that flows to his name - Sir Walter Scott "Song"

And their jubilee-shout shall be softened - Sir Walter Scott "Song"

The perils his wisdom foresaw - Sir Walter Scott "Song"

For her glory's rich harvest - Sir Walter Scott "Song"

Deaf to the tale of our victories won - Sir Walter Scott "Song"

And the zeal that obeyed - Sir Walter Scott "Song"

Sweet the linnet sing repose - Sir Walter Scott "Song from 'The Lady of the Lake'"

The bracken curtain for my head - Sir Walter Scott "Song from 'The Lady of the Lake'"

My lullaby the warder's tread - Sir Walter Scott "Song from 'The Lady of the Lake'"

And press the rue for wine - Sir Walter Scott "A Weary Lot Is Thine"

But she shall bloom in winter snow - Sir Walter Scott "A Weary Lot Is Thine"


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Potential Titles: Nicole Sealey

Commanding candlelight and quicksand - Nicole Sealey "and"

Sandalwood and mandrake - Nicole Sealey "and"

Resembling the beginning of a miracle - Nicole Sealey "cento for the night i said, 'i love you'"

Allowing the night to have the last word - Nicole Sealey "cento for the night i said, 'i love you'"

Like an angel spread across the horizon - Nicole Sealey "cento for the night i said, 'i love you'"

Dreadful prophecy refusing to be contained - Nicole Sealey "cento for the night i said, 'i love you'"

To have a sky that stays there - Nicole Sealey "cento for the night i said, 'i love you'"

Questions as old as light - Nicole Sealey "cento for the night i said, 'i love you'"

Your covetous pulse for chaos - Nicole Sealey "even the gods"

Birds disappeared by rain - Nicole Sealey "the first person who will live to be one hundred and fifty years old has already been born"

How lucky am I to go unnoticed - Nicole Sealey "heretofore unuttered"

The moonlight does not convince sunrise - Nicole Sealey "imagine sisyphus happy"

A role played on occasion - Nicole Sealey "legendary"

Like dawn indebted to light - Nicole Sealey "object permanence"

How we entertain the angels - Nicole Sealey "object permanence"

Spare me gloved hands - Nicole Sealey "unframed"

The sounds empty makes inside a vacant house - Nicole Sealey "unfurnished"


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Potential Titles: Laura Redden Searing

Your proud heart disowned - Laura Redden Searing "Corinna Confesses"

Hindered your seeing the heights - Laura Redden Searing "Corinna Confesses"

In spite of denial - Laura Redden Searing "Corinna Confesses"

Loved me at arms' length - Laura Redden Searing "Corinna Confesses"

Too strong for my breaking - Laura Redden Searing "Corinna Confesses"


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Potential Titles: Alfred B. Street

That throw a network glow - Alfred B. Street "At Rest"

The hemlock spread my fragrant bed - Alfred B. Street "At Rest"

The black mountain eagle drinking the sun - Alfred B. Street "At Rest"

From my fount of shadowy glass - Alfred B. Street "The Ausable"

The lean wolf laps my flow - Alfred B. Street "The Ausable"

In my jagged cradle heard - Alfred B. Street "The Ausable"

And laugh in the open blue - Alfred B. Street "The Ausable"

Where our sharp, sworded lightning cut sudden - Alfred B. Street "Averill's Raid" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.3, Sept. 1864]

Homestead and harvest had vanished in fire - Alfred B. Street "Averill's Raid" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.3, Sept. 1864]

Launched forth their fleet legions to capture and kill - Alfred B. Street "Averill's Raid" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.3, Sept. 1864]

The red torch of the day - Alfred B. Street "The Bell Owl"

When the bark of the black fox is heard - Alfred B. Street "The Bell Owl"

And the black cat seeks prey - Alfred B. Street "The Bell Owl"

In the delicate snow of the moon - Alfred B. Street "The Bell Owl"

Shouts to the hovering eagle - Alfred B. Street "Buttermilk Falls: Racket River"

On his ear a low rumble - Alfred B. Street "Buttermilk Falls: Racket River"

The bold shout of the torrent - Alfred B. Street "Buttermilk Falls: Racket River"

Sky-pictures of silver and sapphire - Alfred B. Street "Buttermilk Falls: Racket River"

In chaos of frantic wrath - Alfred B. Street "The Cataract"

The grand roar of thy anthem - Alfred B. Street "The Cataract"

Throne for the thunder - Alfred B. Street "The Devil's Pulpit: Tupper's Lake"

Cleft in each century's shock - Alfred B. Street "The Devil's Pulpit: Tupper's Lake"

Blacker the great crag's scowl - Alfred B. Street "The Devil's Pulpit: Tupper's Lake"

The fierce storm-lion's distant growl - Alfred B. Street "The Devil's Pulpit: Tupper's Lake"

Wild crag and wild storm - Alfred B. Street "The Devil's Pulpit: Tupper's Lake"

When the wave rolls black with storm - Alfred B. Street "The Loon: Tupper's Lake"

With eye of wild and flashing crimson - Alfred B. Street "The Loon: Tupper's Lake"

Thus sailed the brindled loon - Alfred B. Street "The Loon: Tupper's Lake"

Before the eagle furls his pinion - Alfred B. Street "The Loon: Tupper's Lake"

Blots the shoal with golden apples - Alfred B. Street "The Loon: Tupper's Lake"

Long after bitter chills - Alfred B. Street "The Loon: Tupper's Lake"

Russet dons the deer - Alfred B. Street "The Loon: Tupper's Lake"

Through the elm's cathedral - Alfred B. Street "The Lower Saranac"

Deaden the might of the gale - Alfred B. Street "My Canoe"

Steals on the deer in his grazing - Alfred B. Street "My Canoe"

The pine-tree's soft melody - Alfred B. Street "My Canoe"

The lute of the deep - Alfred B. Street "My Canoe"

When Summer wakens the forest depths - Alfred B. Street "One of the 'Southern Tier of Counties'" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]

With his deep bassoon chimes in the frog - Alfred B. Street "One of the 'Southern Tier of Counties'" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]

Sunlight drops its gold upon the moss - Alfred B. Street "One of the 'Southern Tier of Counties'" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]

Where the starving crow would pass - Alfred B. Street "One of the 'Southern Tier of Counties'" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]

Disdaining to arrest his flight - Alfred B. Street "One of the 'Southern Tier of Counties'" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]

Plunging headlong in some hollow's lap - Alfred B. Street "One of the 'Southern Tier of Counties'" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]

Sweeps the forest fragments on its roaring path - Alfred B. Street "One of the 'Southern Tier of Counties'" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]

The gnomes in thy bordering gloom - Alfred B. Street "Racket River"

The spell of tree, wave, and dell - Alfred B. Street "Racket River"

First of the village sounds was heard - Alfred B. Street "The Smithy" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

With anvil, chain, and iron bar - Alfred B. Street "The Smithy" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Horse-shoes on the ceiling-rafters hung - Alfred B. Street "The Smithy" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

In the sable depths of the mine - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

Like barnacles to a ship - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

That fierce and merciless forge - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

Made me turn liquid with sorrow - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

The welcome shape of the axe - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

For the axe was made for slaughter - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

Keen, clear, flashing teeth of steel - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

Amidst onions, and turnips, and tape - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

Danced in the liquid wind - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

The strong arm of the oak - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

Bargain for a keg of apple-sauce - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

The blood of my father the oak - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

From the knotted feet of the pine-trees - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

Awaiting his summons to go - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

The bright land of his hopes - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

Whose feet seemed shod with wind - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

In the deepest nook of my heart - Alfred B. Street "The Song of the Axe"

Frowns black to the battling storm - Alfred B. Street "The Storm Mountain"

The lily lifts its creamy cup - Alfred B. Street "The Upper Saranac"

Steep crags with thunders rimmed - Alfred B. Street "The Upper Saranac"

When the fir-tree dreams - Alfred B. Street "The Waterfall"

Of the motionless August hour - Alfred B. Street "The Waterfall"

The bridge of the spanning pine-tree - Alfred B. Street "The Waterfall"


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Potential Titles: Brandon Som

In naves of a deconsecrated church - Brandon Som "Resistors"

Train piston for hock & hoof - Brandon Som "Resistors"

An angel in assembly-line armor - Brandon Som "Resistors"

Rotaries strung up to starlight & empire - Brandon Som "Resistors"

Tread wheels tall as vault doors - Brandon Som "Resistors"

The land the wall wants to eat - Brandon Som "Resistors"

Remember the ram's horn baritone - Brandon Som "Resistors"


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Potential Titles: P. Seshadri

Withdrawn in silence from the raging sea - P. Seshadri "An Evening on the Lagoon"

The burden of our rapturous psalm - P. Seshadri "An Evening on the Lagoon"

Breathe the balm of Nature's stillness - P. Seshadri "An Evening on the Lagoon"

To dream in soft ethereal realms of bliss - P. Seshadri "An Evening on the Lagoon"

Plighted faith renewed with every kiss - P. Seshadri "An Evening on the Lagoon"

Fervent gratitude for all our share - P. Seshadri "An Evening on the Lagoon"

When the lands are bathed in welcome rain - P. Seshadri "Raksha Bandhan"

In ghostly solitude before a flame - P. Seshadri "Thoughts"

To view the city wrapped in silence deep - P. Seshadri "Thoughts"

And rend the calm with strides of Time - P. Seshadri "Thoughts"

When wizard clocks ring out - P. Seshadri "Thoughts"


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Potential Titles: William Shakespeare

Shakespeare (Allusion).


No enemy but winter and rough weather - Shakespeare "As You Like It: Under the Greenwood Tree"

A garment out of fashion - William Shakespeare Cymbeline

The reed is as the oak - William Shakespeare "Dirge"

Confusion now hath made his masterpiece - Shakespeare Macbeth

And destroy your sight with a new Gorgon - Shakespeare Macbeth

Mere lees is left this vault to brag of - Shakespeare Macbeth

This fortress build by Nature - William Shakespeare Richard II

Beauty's rose might never die - William Shakespeare "Sonnet I"

Light's flame with self-substantial fuel - William Shakespeare "Sonnet I"

A famine where abundance lies - William Shakespeare "Sonnet I"

Herald to the gaudy spring - William Shakespeare "Sonnet I"

Proving his beauty by succession - William Shakespeare "Sonnet II"

Nature's bequest gives nothing - William Shakespeare "Sonnet IV"

That with gentle work did frame - William Shakespeare "Sonnet V"

Never-resting time leads summer on - William Shakespeare "Sonnet V"

Sap checked with frost - William Shakespeare "Sonnet V"

A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass - William Shakespeare "Sonnet V"

Though they were with winter meet - William Shakespeare "Sonnet V"

Their substance still lives sweet - William Shakespeare "Sonnet V"

Let not winter's ragged hand deface - William Shakespeare "Sonnet VI"

Those that pay the willing loan - William Shakespeare "Sonnet VI"

And make worms thine heir - William Shakespeare "Sonnet VI"

The gracious light lifts up his burning head - William Shakespeare "Sonnet VII"

Homage to his new-appearing sight - William Shakespeare "Sonnet VII"

Attending on his golden pilgrimage - William Shakespeare "Sonnet VII"

Sweets with sweets war not - William Shakespeare "Sonnet VIII"

The true concord of well-tuned sounds - William Shakespeare "Sonnet VIII"

Whose speechless song being many - William Shakespeare "Sonnet VIII"

For fear to wet a widow's eye - William Shakespeare "Sonnet IX"

Folly, age, and cold decay - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XI"

Behold the violet past prime - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XII"

Among the wastes of time must go - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XII"

Against this coming end you should prepare - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XIII"

So fair a house fall to decay - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XIII"

Fortune to brief minutes tell - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XIV"

The stars in secret influence comment - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XV"

And wear their brave state out of memory - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XV"

The conceit of this inconstant stay - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XV"

And fortify your self in your decay - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVI"

On the top of happy hours - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVI"

Drawn by your own sweet skill - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVI"

Old men of less truth than tongue - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVII"

Too hot the eye of heaven shines - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVIII"

Nature's changing course untrimm'd - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVIII"

Eternal summer shall not fade - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVIII"

Keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XIX"

The wide world and all her fading sweets - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XIX"

With nature's own hand painted - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XX"

Not acquainted with shifting change - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XX"

By adding one thing to my purpose - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XX"

Heaven itself for ornament - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXI"

With earth and sea's rich gems - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXI"

Gold candles fix'd in heaven's air - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXI"

An unperfect actor on the stage - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXIII"

Replete with too much rage - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXIII"

The perfect ceremony of love's rite - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXIII"

Who are in favour with their stars - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXV"

The marigold at the sun's eye - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXV"

Whatsoever star that guides my moving - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXVI"

Puts apparel on my tatter'd loving - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXVI"

Intend a zealous pilgrimage - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXVII"

When day's oppression is not eas'd by night - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXVIII"

Though enemies to either's reign - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXVIII"

Daily draw my sorrows longer - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXVIII"

Make grief's length seem stronger - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXVIII"

When in disgrace with fortune - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXIX"

To one more rich in hope - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXIX"

Sessions of sweet silent thought - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXX"

Hid in death's dateless night - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXX"

Exceeded by the height of happier men - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXII"

Grown with this growing age - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXII"

To march in ranks of better equipage - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXII"

Full many a glorious morning - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXIII"

Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXIII"

Permit the basest clouds to ride - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXIII"

And cures not the disgrace - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXIV"

Yet I have still the loss - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXIV"

And ransom all ill deeds - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXIV"

Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXV"

Such civil war is in my love and hate - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXV"

In our lives a separable spite - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXVI"

Steal sweet hours from love's delight - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXVI"

By Fortune's dearest spite - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXVII"

Sour leisure gave sweet leave - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXIX"

Entertain the time with thoughts of love - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXIX"

Pretty wrongs that liberty commits - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLI"

For still temptation follows - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLI"

Forced to break a twofold truth - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLI"

From limits far remote - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLIV"

Nimble thought can jump both sea and land - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLIV"

The first my thought, the other my desire - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLV"

When these quicker elements are gone - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLV"

In tender embassy of love - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLV"

By those swift messengers return'd - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLV"

A closet never pierc'd with crystal eyes - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLVI"

All tenants to the heart - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLVI"

To the painted banquet bids my heart - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLVII"

Not farther than my thoughts - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLVII"

Each trifle under truest bars to thrust - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLVIII"

The prey of every vulgar thief - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLVIII"

Proves thievish for a prize so dear - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLVIII"

Frown on my defects - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLIX"

Shall reasons find of settled gravity - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLIX"

To guard the lawful reasons - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XLIX"

How heavy do I journey on - William Shakespeare "Sonnet L"

Thus far the miles are measured - William Shakespeare "Sonnet L"

The bloody spur cannot provoke him - William Shakespeare "Sonnet L"

Though mounted on the wind - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LI"

No horse with my desire keep pace - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LI"

Stones of worth they thinly placed - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LII"

Whose worthiness gives scope - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LII"

Millions of strange shadows on you - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LIII"

And you in every blessed shape - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LIII"

Canker blooms have full as deep a dye - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LIV"

The gilded monuments of princes - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LV"

The living record of your memory - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LV"

Without accusing you of injury - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LVIII"

For invention bear amiss - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LIX"

Your image in some antique book - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LIX"

This composed wonder of your frame - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LIX"

Whether revolution be the same - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LIX"

As the waves make towards the pebbled shore - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LX"

Our minutes hasten to their end - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LX"

The parallels in beauty's brow - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LX"

To play the watchman ever - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXI"

For this sin there is no remedy - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXII"

Grounded inward in my heart - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXII"

Stealing away the treasure of his spring - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXIII"

Shall never cut from memory - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXIII"

By Time's fell hand defac'd - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXIV"

Eternal slave to mortal rage - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXIV"

Which cannot choose but weep - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXIV"

How with this rage - William Shakespeare "Sonnet 65"

Siege of battering days - William Shakespeare "Sonnet 65"

Time's best jewel - William Shakespeare "Sonnet 65"

Strength by limping sway disabled - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXVI"

That the thought of hearts can mend - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXIX"

Slander's mar, was ever yet the fair - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXX"

A crow that flies in heaven's sweetest air - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXX"

No longer mourn for me - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXI"

The surly sullen bell give warning - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXI"

In your sweet thoughts would be forgot - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXI"

Devise some virtuous lie - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXII"

Those boughs which shake against the cold - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXIII"

The coward conquest of a wretch's knife - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXIV"

'Twixt a miser and his wealth is found - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXV"

Full with feasting on your sight - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXV"

So barren of new pride - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXVI"

Keep invention in a noted weed - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXVI"

Time's thievish progress to eternity - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXVII"

Heavy ignorance aloft to fly - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXVIII"

Added feathers to the learned's wing - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXVIII"

Given grace a double majesty - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXVIII"

Every hymn that able spirit affords - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXXV"

By spirits taught to write - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXXVI"

As victors of my silence - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXXVI"

Too dear for my possessing - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXXVII"

Merit in the eye of scorn - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXXVIII"

A story of faults conceal'd - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXXVIII"

Myself will bear all wrong - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXXVIII"

To set a form upon desired change - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXXIX"

Join with the spite of fortune - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XC"

The very worst of fortune's might - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XC"

The false heart's history - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XCIII"

A mansion have those vices got - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XCV"

The hardest knife ill-us'd doth lose his edge - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XCV"

What freezing have I felt - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XCVII"

For summer and his pleasures wait - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XCVII"

And buds of marjoram had stol'n - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XCIX"

Roses fearfully on thorns did stand - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XCIX"

Mournful hymns did hush the night - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CII"

In this change is my invention spent - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CV"

All their praises are but prophecies - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CVI"

In the chronicle of wasted time - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CVI"

Making beautiful old time - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CVI"

Had eyes to wonder - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CVI"

But lack tongues to praise - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CVI"

Dreaming on things to come - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CVII"

Proclaims olives of endless age - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CVII"

Tyrants' crests and tombs of brass - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CVII"

Never say that I was false - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CIX"

The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXI"

No form delivers to the heart - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXIII"

Drink up the monarch's plague - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXIV"

My judgment knew no reason why - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXV"

Fearing of Time's tyranny - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXV"

Looks on tempests and is never shaken - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXVI"

The star to every wandering bark - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXVI"

Within his bending sickle's compass come - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXVI"

Even to the edge of doom - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXVI"

Hoisted sail to all the winds - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXVII"

Learn and find the lesson true - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXVIII"

What potions have I drunk of Siren tears - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXIX"

Distill'd from limbecks foul - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXIX"

Under my transgression bow - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXX"

How hard true sorrow hits - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXX"

Full character'd with lasting memory - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXII"

To import forgetfulness in me - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXII"

Pyramids built up with newer might - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXIII"

Builded far from accident - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXIV"

Under the blow of thralled discontent - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXIV"

On leases of short-number'd hours - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXIV"

Laid great bases for eternity - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXV"

Too much rent for compound sweet - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXV"

Hold Time's fickle glass - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXVI"

Slander'd with a bastard shame - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXVII"

With Art's false borrowed face - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXVII"

Sland'ring creation with a false esteem - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXVII"

Expense of spirit - William Shakespeare "Sonnet 129"

Hated as a swallowed bait - William Shakespeare "Sonnet 129"

Whose beauties proudly make them cruel - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXXI"

Put on black and loving mourners be - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXXII"

For that deep wound it gives - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXXIII"

A torment thrice three-fold - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXXIII"

Use rigour in my jail - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXXIII"

Corrupt by over-partial looks - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXXVII"

Swears that she is made of truth - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXXVIII"

Unlearned in the world's false subtleties - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXXVIII"

Call not me to justify the wrong - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXXIX"

Do not press my tongue-tied patience - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXL"

Mad slanderers by mad ears believed - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXL"

A thousand errors note - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXLI"

Have profan'd their scarlet ornaments - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXLII"

To win me soon to hell - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXLIV"

Would corrupt my saint to be a devil - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXLIV"

One angel in another's hell - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXLIV"

Fooled by these rebel powers - William Shakespeare "Sonnet 146"

Inheritors of this excess - William Shakespeare "Sonnet 146"

In selling hours of dross - William Shakespeare "Sonnet 146"

Which have no correspondence with true sight - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXLVIII"

Vexed with watching and with tears - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXLVIII"

Spend revenge upon myself - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXLIX"

No want of conscience hold - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CLI"

For I have sworn deep oaths - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CLII"

Cupid laid by his brand - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CLIII"

Against strange maladies a sovereign cure - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CLIII"

Where Cupid got new fire - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CLIII"

That weave their thread with bones - Shakespeare Twelfth Night

And pleased with what he gets - William Shakespeare "Under the Greenwood Tree"


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Potential Titles: Charif Shanahan

Unavoidable assertion of a self she refused - Charif Shanahan "If I Am Alive To"

Made useful by her choosing - Charif Shanahan "If I Am Alive To"

Free to inhabit my life - Charif Shanahan "If I Am Alive To"

In pain without knowing why - Charif Shanahan "If I Am Alive To"

Crossed an ocean to find - Charif Shanahan "If I Am Alive To"

Wrong to think that we need saving - Charif Shanahan "If I Am Alive To"

The cog in the eye - Charif Shanahan "Indeterminacy"

Nothing left to discern - Charif Shanahan "Indeterminacy"

From my veins the pull of one long pulse - Charif Shanahan "Passing"


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Potential Titles: Anne Sexton

A possessed witch, haunting the black air - Anne Sexton "Her Kind"

Fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves - Anne Sexton "Her Kind"

Learning the last bright routs - Anne Sexton "Her Kind"

This year's jinx rides us apart - Anne Sexton "All My Pretty Ones"

A second shock boiling its stone to your heart - Anne Sexton "All My Pretty Ones"

Only in this hoarded span will love persevere - Anne Sexton "All My Pretty Ones"

Where the sun gutters from the sky - Anne Sexton "The Truth the Dead Know"

Where the sea swings in like an iron gate - Anne Sexton "The Truth the Dead Know"


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Potential Titles: Prageeta Sharma

Hostile elegies in solitary settings - Prageeta Sharma "Glacier National Park and the Elegy"

Foraged for my marginalized hungers - Prageeta Sharma "Glacier National Park and the Elegy"

Importunate feelings of abandonment - Prageeta Sharma "Glacier National Park and the Elegy"

Saw beauty in a scrap of its light - Prageeta Sharma "Glacier National Park and the Elegy"

Squinting to see into a camera's moon - Prageeta Sharma "Glacier National Park and the Elegy"

That evades the duress of our current reality - Prageeta Sharma "I Am Learning to Find the Horizons of Peace"

A worded freedoms in a clarity the horizon affords - Prageeta Sharma "I Am Learning to Find the Horizons of Peace"

How to make time an unmediated horizon - Prageeta Sharma "I Am Learning to Find the Horizons of Peace"

Holding all my breath inside - Prageeta Sharma "The Imperishable and Perishable Family"

To ask for a crystalline idiom - Prageeta Sharma "The Imperishable and Perishable Family"

Granted tyranny for all the lost occasions - Prageeta Sharma "The Imperishable and Perishable Family"

Glittering in green fermentation - Prageeta Sharma "Lateral Violence"

The vascular trauma of hurt in my blood - Prageeta Sharma "Lateral Violence"

Became a wound in my particles - Prageeta Sharma "Lateral Violence"

Doing the scholarly work of facing the empire - Prageeta Sharma "Lateral Violence"

What loyalty requires - Prageeta Sharma "My Poem for My Stepdaughter"

As carrions of need - Prageeta Sharma "My Poem for My Stepdaughter"

Formed from plunges and positions - Prageeta Sharma "My Poem for My Stepdaughter"

Depicting a wayward sense - Prageeta Sharma "My Poem for My Stepdaughter"

Where my impulses reach across - Prageeta Sharma "My Poem for My Stepdaughter"

Still bewilderment set between - Prageeta Sharma "My Poem for My Stepdaughter"

Before the truth of a portent - Prageeta Sharma "My Poem for My Stepdaughter"

Taken to mean a warning - Prageeta Sharma "My Poem for My Stepdaughter"

Undertake the hijacking of language - Prageeta Sharma "Poetry Anonymous"

Finding brightness where there is none - Prageeta Sharma "Seattle Sun"

The aerodynamics of emotions - Prageeta Sharma "Seattle Sun"

Is there still an I and no You - Prageeta Sharma "Seattle Sun"

Whatever score I have to settle with sorrow - Prageeta Sharma "Seattle Sun"

Trying to salvage the bitter roots - Prageeta Sharma "What Happened at the Service?"


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Potential Titles: Julie Shiel

Flit jewel bright and beautiful - Julie Shiel "Cinderella"

Dancing barefoot in the courtyard - Julie Shiel "Cinderella"

When the obsidian sky trembles at crystal starlight - Julie Shiel "Cinderella"

Darkness that will tear the sky down - Julie Shiel "Cinderella"

Savage and mesmerized by my siren's call - Julie Shiel "Cinderella"

My siren's call to the vast and aching wild - Julie Shiel "Cinderella"


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Potential Titles: Evalyn Callahan Shaw

All woven with midsummer dreams - Evalyn Callahan Shaw "October"

And wakes the gossip in the trees - Evalyn Callahan Shaw "October"

Before their pathway shall be lost - Evalyn Callahan Shaw "October"

Beneath the gossamer of frost - Evalyn Callahan Shaw "October"

Keep for us remembrance fast - Evalyn Callahan Shaw "October"


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Potential Titles: Edward Shanks

Shadowy vessels floating out of sight - Edward Shanks "Boats at Night"

Beyond the harbour lantern's broken glare - Edward Shanks "Boats at Night"

With the whisper of the unseen shores - Edward Shanks "Boats at Night"

In the immenser hearts of dreaming men - Edward Shanks "Clouds"

Sheltered by sharp-speared gorse and the berried junipers - Edward Shanks "The Glow-Worm"

Small shadows standing lost in the huge night - Edward Shanks "The Glow-Worm"

Out of the distance a faint, keen breath - Edward Shanks "The Halt"

The last few drops of light drain silently - Edward Shanks "A Night-Piece"

Full of the dark-stooping night - Edward Shanks "A Night-Piece"

Hardly now we see the flowers - Edward Shanks "A Night-Piece"

Into hearts long empty of the sun - Edward Shanks "The Return"

Comes triumphant in his pomp and power - Edward Shanks "The Return"

To mark the sweetness of the sudden hour - Edward Shanks "The Return"

Where the deadened nerves so soon forget - Edward Shanks "The Return"

With false shades to conceal the emptiness - Edward Shanks "The Return"

Where creeping doubts and dumb, dull sorrows press - Edward Shanks "The Return"

All raptures known before were vain - Edward Shanks "The Return"

Loss which bared the utmost shivering nerve - Edward Shanks "The Return"

In these uneven walls a wave lies prisoned - Edward Shanks "The Rock Pool"

Dimly-glowing bells of sleeping sea-anemones - Edward Shanks "The Rock Pool"

Till on these rocks the waves returning break - Edward Shanks "The Rock Pool"


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Potential Titles: Percy Bysse Shelley

And crowns of starry ice - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

And the darkness of thy steps - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Made my bed in charnels - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

By forcing some lone ghost - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Woven hymns of night and day - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Charmed eddies of autumnal winds - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

A pyramid of mouldering leaves - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

In truth or fable consecrates - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Cold fireside and alienated home - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Strange truths in undiscovered lands - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Among the springs of fire and poison - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Inaccessible to avarice or pride - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Their starry domes of diamond and of gold - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

The varying roof of heaven - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

The fallen towers of Babylon - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

The Zodiac's brazen mystery - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Mute thoughts on the mute walls around - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Beneath the sinuous veil of woven wind - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

As ocean's moon looks on the moon in heaven - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

The wide pathless desert of dim sleep - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

The Spirit of wind with lightning eyes - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Would call him with false names - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

A wide and melancholy waste - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

That echoes not my thoughts - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Writhed beneath the tempest's scourge - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Black flood on whirlpool driven - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

With dark obliterating course - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Shifting domes of sheeted spray - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Pursued the windings of the cavern - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

One vast mass of mingling shade - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Clothed in rainbow and in fire - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Hung in the gloom of thought - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Rivals the pride of summer - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

The haunt of every gentle wind - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

And drank wan moonlight - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

The scaffold and the throne - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

The unheeded tribute of a broken heart - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Voiceless earth and vacant air - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

For Medea's wondrous alchemy - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Profuse of poisons - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

Raking the cinders of a crucible - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"

For the thirsting flowers - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Cloud"

In their noonday dreams - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Cloud"

With white fire laden - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Cloud"

The Sun's throne - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Cloud"

Respond in whispers from the shore - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

And fold their wings of braided air - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

With trains of bickering fire - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Marked the braided webs of gold - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

On the verge of that obscure abyss - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Through its adamantine gates - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

A wilderness of harmony - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Each with undeviating aim - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Brazen chariots stained with blood - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Upon his brow a threefold crown - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Charged with bloody coin - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

The depth of the unbounded universe - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Entwined those rooted hopes - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

With blasphemy for prayer - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

From the cradles of eternity - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Fragrant zephyrs there from spicy isles - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Wakened into echoes sweet - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Offering sweet incense to the sunrise - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

The gloom of the long polar night - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

The hardiest herb that braves the frost - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Scattered the seeds of pestilence - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

To his country's blood-stained dust - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Stands immortal upon earth - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Has lost his desolating privilege - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Wields the sceptre of a vast dominion - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Ivy-fingered winds - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

The death dirge of the melancholy wind - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

In darkness seize their prey - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Fades from our charmed sight - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Instinct with infinite life - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Destined an eternal war to wage - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Shadows with swift wings - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Some victor Knight of Faery - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

Bright spoils for her enchanted dome - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

Among the stars of mortal night - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

The clouds which wrap this world - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

One echo from a world of woes - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

The harsh and grating strife of tyrants - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

From forbidden mines of lore - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

Like weights of icy stone - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

The mortal chain of Custom - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

Trod the paths of high intent - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

Where solitude is like despair - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

The lyre on which my spirit lingers - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

May interpret to his silent years - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

A lamp of vestal fire burning - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Dedication of the Revolt of Islam to His Wife"

Blind in blood - Percy Bysshe Shelley "England in 1819"

That mocks the night - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Flower That Smiles Today"

Tempts and then flies - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Flower That Smiles Today"

Survive their joy - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Flower That Smiles Today"

In some brighter sphere - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Fragment: Questions"

See the future pass - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Fragment: Questions"

To patch up fragments of a dream - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Fragment: Questions"

The urn of bitter prophecy - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Hellas"

A spirit in my feet - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Indian Serenade"

Sweet thoughts in a dream - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Indian Serenade"

The nightingale's complaint - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Indian Serenade"

To the rough Year just awake - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Invitation, to Jane"

The brightest hour of unborn Spring - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Invitation, to Jane"

And bade the frozen streams be free - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Invitation, to Jane"

And waked to music all their fountains - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Invitation, to Jane"

And breathed upon the frozen mountains - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Invitation, to Jane"

Strewed flowers upon the barren way - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Invitation, to Jane"

Crown the pale year weak and new - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Invitation, to Jane"

Mingle with the river - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Love's Philosophy"

Kiss high heaven - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Love's Philosophy"

The fountains mingle with the river - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Love's Philosophy"

The winds of Heaven mix - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Love's Philosophy"

In one spirit meet and mingle - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Love's Philosophy"

The sunlight clasps the earth - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Love's Philosophy"

Profuse strains of unpremeditated art - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to a Skylark"

The golden lightning of the sunken sun - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to a Skylark"

The arrows of that silver sphere - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to a Skylark"

The moon rains out her beams - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to a Skylark"

Showers a rain of melody - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to a Skylark"

Hidden in the light of thought - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to a Skylark"

Soothing her love-laden soul - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to a Skylark"

A glowworm golden in a dell of dew - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to a Skylark"

These heavy-winged thieves - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to a Skylark"

All measures of delightful sound - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to a Skylark"

Like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

Azure sister of the spring - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

The steep sky's commotion - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

Angels of rain and lightning - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

From the head of some fierce Maenad - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

Saw in sleep old palaces and towers - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

Overgrown with azure moss and flowers - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

Cleave themselves to chasms - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

The trumpet of a prophecy - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

The thorns of life - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ode to the West Wind"

A shattered visage - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Ozymandius"

Than any wakened eyes behold - Shelley "The Question"

And all the forms of radiant frost - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Rarely, Rarely, Comest Thou"

The lightest wind was in its nest - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Recollections"

The whispering waves were half asleep - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Recollections"

Which scattered from above the sun - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Recollections"

Tortured by storms to shapes as rude - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Recollections"

Soothed by every azure breath - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Recollections"

To harmonies and hues beneath - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Recollections"

By such a chain was bound - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Recollections"

Vibrates in the memory - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Rose Leaves, When the Rose Is Dead"

Spirit of delight - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Song"

Like joy in memory - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Stanzas Written in Dejection"

Like light dissolved in star-showers - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Stanzas Written in Dejection Near Naples"

Whose waters of deep woe - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Time"

Wrecks on its inhospitable shore - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Time"

Like a cloud of fire - Percy Bysshe Shelley "To a Sky-Lark"

Pale for weariness - Percy Bysshe Shelley "To the Moon"

Weariness of climbing heaven - Percy Bysshe Shelley "To the Moon"

Stars that have a different birth - Percy Bysshe Shelley "To the Moon"

A liar's inspiration - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Verses Written on Receiving a Celandine in a Letter from England"

And dream the rest - Percy Bysshe Shelley "When Passion's Trance Is Overpast"

The secret food of fires - Percy Bysshe Shelley "When Passion's Trance Is Overpast"

The slumber of the year - Percy Bysshe Shelley "When Passion's Trance Is Overpast"

Light in the dust lies dead - Percy Bysshe Shelley "When the Lamp Is Shattered"

As the storm rocks the ravens on high - Percy Bysshe Shelley "When the Lamp Is Shattered"


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Potential Titles: Purvi Shah

Of a pilgrimage awaiting dawn - Purvi Shah "Mira pushes aside the mountain you are climbing"

Bring the mountain into your lips - Purvi Shah "Mira pushes aside the mountain you are climbing"

Heaven is too much a metaphor - Purvi Shah "Mira pushes aside the mountain you are climbing"

The divine longs for human proximity - Purvi Shah "Mira pushes aside the mountain you are climbing"

Unrequited love can make an avalanche - Purvi Shah "Mira pushes aside the mountain you are climbing"

The curve of a pilgrimage awaiting dawn - Purvi Shah "Mira pushes aside the mountain you are climbing"

They carry shards of their half-spoken dreams - Purvi Shah "Mira pushes aside the mountain you are climbing"

Wind which tenders astonishment - Purvi Shah "You believed only a girl born of dandelion can be ferocious--"

That beckons sojourn through skies - Purvi Shah "You believed only a girl born of dandelion can be ferocious--"

Convocations of indispensable sisterhoods - Purvi Shah "You believed only a girl born of dandelion can be ferocious--"

Aspirations too vast to be held in the hand - Purvi Shah "You believed only a girl born of dandelion can be ferocious--"

To be diagrammed as predictable science - Purvi Shah "You believed only a girl born of dandelion can be ferocious--"

To be shattered even when blown away - Purvi Shah "You believed only a girl born of dandelion can be ferocious--"


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Potential Titles: Mahtem Shiferraw

A name I do not recognize - Mahtem Shiferraw "Beginnings"

A language that contains us all - Mahtem Shiferraw "Beginnings"

Disassemble the sorrow of beginnings - Mahtem Shiferraw "Beginnings"

We begin in silence - Mahtem Shiferraw "Beginnings"

Ripe with longing - Mahtem Shiferraw "Beginnings"


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Potential Titles: Francis Sherman

Where of old our eyes were opened - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: I. In the North"

And her hands have loosed the tether - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: I. In the North"

The hills that guard the portal - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: I. In the North"

The distant beat of Spring's irrevocable feet - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: II. A Road Song in May"

Strange lights shall open as we pass - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: III. The Landsman"

And alien wakes traverse the sea - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: III. The Landsman"

The far-off hills cry a golden word of you - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: V. A Song in August"

For us the long shadows and the end of day - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: V. A Song in August"

A lone crane go over to its inland nest - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: V. A Song in August"

Sail overhead to the marshes of the west - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: V. A Song in August"

Separately go to our dreams of opened heaven - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: V. A Song in August"

Behold only the scarlet haze - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VI. To Autumn"

Those unborn hours that surely follow after - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VI. To Autumn"

Learn the strength and change of time - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VI. To Autumn"

Who am made one with grief - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VI. To Autumn"

Purpled with wild grapes crushed wantonly - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VI. To Autumn"

I had not learned all things must die - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VI. To Autumn"

Read the message writ across Earth's face - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VI. To Autumn"

In his heart divine unreason - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VI. To Autumn"

Seeing his fields lie barren in the sun - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VI. To Autumn"

Who has the fairest gifts of all the earth to give - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VII. Three Grey Days"

Ask some tremendous thing to prove her - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VII. Three Grey Days"

With the whine of saw-mills and whirr of hidden wings - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VII. Three Grey Days"

Among the sunset hills till the Hunter's Moon arise - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VII. Three Grey Days"

Of all old hours and places - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VII. Three Grey Days"

Hunt the dead leaves it cannot find - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: VIII. The Watch"

Scarlet banners on the hills - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: IX. The Seekers"

The twilight star hangs above the hidden hills - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: IX. The Seekers"

Were born in the dark hollows of the sky - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: X. Fellowship"

When the year stood still at June - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: X. Fellowship"

And so we lingered not for dawn - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: X. Fellowship"

Our feet should know fair ways to travel - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: X. Fellowship"

Unwound them where the Great Bear swung - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: X. Fellowship"

Across the darkness flung the ribbons of the Northern Light - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: X. Fellowship"

The gleam of the milestones you must pass - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: XI. The Lodger"

Wakes and quivers with the strength of newborn rivers - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: XII. March Wind"

When our pathways lay together - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: XII. March Wind"

That the ancient things I loved would comfort you - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: XII. March Wind"

Beckoned us beyond the shadows - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: XII. March Wind"

Earth's forgetfulness of sorrow - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: XII. March Wind"

Hark the rumour of ten thousand ancient Springs - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: XII. March Wind"

Far beyond our North's mad riot - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: XII. March Wind"

And orchards knew no mirth at Autumn time - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The Fourth Day"

The culmination of the harvest hour - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The Fourth Day"

And as each great mirror swings - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Beauty"

Violated tombs of shrunken kings - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Beauty"

Till the living wood became a devastated solitude - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Change"

And tell the ashes life is good - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Change"

How long ago I wonder if Time knows - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Content"

Swept at last the shadow from her brow - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Content"

That no God's heart is softened by our cries - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Doubt"

Dreamed in the House of Lies - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Doubt"

And led the soul along a way of tears - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Doubt"

The pangs of one who may no more return - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Earth"

Shall be weary of the myrrh and gold - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Earth"

Between dead suns must peer and grope - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Earth"

Nor any stars resume their ancient ways - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Night"

The dead, blundering planets raining past - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Night"

With the dawn my tireless feet were led - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Regret"

Know each ancient joy a cup for tears - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Regret"

Sad dreams of wasted summer days - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Regret"

The legend of a soul's refashioning - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Sin"

Where the old April wait, unfaltering - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Sin"

Some great meteor, kindred to the sun - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Wisdom"

Should haunt the undying stars ten million years - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The House of Wisdom"

Darkness keeps each corner of the town - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The Last Storm"

I shall not grieve for this night's hurricane - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The Last Storm"

A lean crow sits noisily impatient for the rain - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: The Last Storm"

Why should I strive with Time? - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: A Last Word"

I am but one of them his might betrays - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: A Last Word"

Yet one thing Time cannot wrest from me - Francis Sherman "The Deserted City: A Last Word"

The glad, first herald of triumphant dawn - Francis Sherman "In Memorabilia Mortis"

And the wind's strange way was their way - Francis Sherman "In Memorabilia Mortis"

Choose, of all the old dreams, one - Francis Sherman "In Memorabilia Mortis"

Still our feet trod the warm, even places - Francis Sherman "In Memorabilia Mortis"

Followed the close-heard beat of love's wide wings - Francis Sherman "In Memorabilia Mortis"

And only we should reach her mercy-seat - Francis Sherman "In Memorabilia Mortis"

For thee my sword was sharpened and my spear - Francis Sherman "In Memorabilia Mortis"

Who kissed the veil from Beauty's face - Francis Sherman "In Memorabilia Mortis"

My ancient way-fellows convene - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

With wounded feet we cease from wandering - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

And with vain hands beat idly at thy gate - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

And search across the shadows for my face - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Until the pines murmur of your despair - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Have won at last this little portion of content - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Yield all to be with you again undone - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Must I now hearken to your bitter cry? - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

With such harmonies only the giant hills can ever find - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Chime in silverly across the half-imagined wind - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

As one sings a welcome to the sun - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Though I have known the fellowship of kings - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Ashes and rust and food for moths - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Not one awakes to ask what gift she brings - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Has this House hoarded up its silences - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

And grow forgetful of its ancient fears - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

And the streets their dust resume - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

And how the shadow lies on it forever - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Until one forgets the color of the unseen skies - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Where with the wind the hollow reeds complain - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

The noiseless gleam of scattered stars - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Aware and unaware if Time be done - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Until at last Time's legions overthrow - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

Gleam of birches lost among the firs - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"


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Potential Titles: Brandon Shimoda

In the alcoves of their hearts - Brandon Shimoda "All Souls Procession"

On the moon's right brain - Brandon Shimoda "The Desert"

The strangulation of the self - Brandon Shimoda "The Desert"

Breathing to one's individuality - Brandon Shimoda "The Desert"

As a service to extinction - Brandon Shimoda "The Desert"

The consequence of enforcement - Brandon Shimoda "The Desert"

The prospectus of looking at oneself - Brandon Shimoda "The Desert"


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Potential Titles: Salik Shah

An infection of crumbling sights - Salik Shah "Field Notes"

Plague of old refurbished buildings - Salik Shah "Field Notes"

Shahjahan's drunk elephants are marching - Salik Shah "Field Notes"

The border is always sealed - Salik Shah "Field Notes"

More difficult than to break the time's wall - Salik Shah "The Last Scan"

Every single day till the end of your line - Salik Shah "The Last Scan"

A mirror reflects out of boredom - Salik Shah "Straw-Fitted Elephants"

Twenty-five centuries of space and time - Salik Shah "Straw-Fitted Elephants"

A time machine made out of zeroes and ones - Salik Shah "Straw-Fitted Elephants"

Summoned by strangers at their will - Salik Shah "Straw-Fitted Elephants"

Awakened by man's memory - Salik Shah "Straw-Fitted Elephants"


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Potential Titles: Ely Shipley

My hand holds stems of air - Ely Shipley "Hiatus"

My face only veil - Ely Shipley "Hiatus"

Grows me up into the green of trees - Ely Shipley "Hiatus"

Neighbors whose names I've lost - Ely Shipley "Hiatus"

Learn to be water in a garden - Ely Shipley "Hiatus"


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Potential Titles: Shepherd of Sharondale

Rising in glory from their winter graves - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Floral Resurrection" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

Weave a chaplet round the brow of Spring - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Floral Resurrection" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

Pale exile from the holy land - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Floral Resurrection" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

O'er the lattice creeps the Eglantine - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Floral Resurrection" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

The Jasmine clambers up the wall to twine her wreaths - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Floral Resurrection" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

Rejoicing all in summer's carnival - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Floral Resurrection" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

Stirred by Passion's stormy wave - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Infant's Burial" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

Dark fanes where truth has ceased to dwell - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Infant's Burial" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

Deep in the dust let all such pass away - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Infant's Burial" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

Bound down with fetters fast - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Infant's Burial" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

Whose life is but the dying ember's glow - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Infant's Burial" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

Charred by scathed hopes and Hate's undying brand - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Infant's Burial" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)


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Potential Titles: Evie Shockley

the darkness cradling the milky way - Evie Shockley "black love"

quick light flowing down the back of my throat - Evie Shockley "black love"

an absorbing array of colors - Evie Shockley "black love"

a shiny silver moon-coin to play - Evie Shockley "black love"

Carried the blues around - Evie Shockley "color bleeding"

With butterflies that never left me - Evie Shockley "color bleeding"

Through my hair like lightning - Evie Shockley "color bleeding"

Fell, heavy with sky - Evie Shockley "color bleeding"

Grow like shadows in the late sun - Evie Shockley "color bleeding"

as indestructible as your will - Evie Shockley "du bois in ghana"

we seed the world with blood - Evie Shockley "du bois in ghana"

seeing no potential for escape - Evie Shockley "du bois in ghana"

freedom is learning to walk - Evie Shockley "du bois in ghana"

tracking dirt all over the page - Evie Shockley "the fare-well letters [excerpt]"

inherited or acquired by other means - Evie Shockley "it: a user's guide"

Our efforts to diagnose the human heart - Evie Shockley "job prescription"

Create trail markers for those coming behind us - Evie Shockley "job prescription"

under conditions of sufficient pressure - Evie Shockley "playing with fire"

Through drought you survive - Evie Shockley "sonnet for the long second act"

just a plashless drop of mercury - Evie Shockley "women's voting rights at one hundred (but who's counting?)"


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Potential Titles: Margaret Sidney

Only the woods to echo his footsteps - Margaret Sidney "Ballad of the Lost Hare"

Or dancing along the waters pale - Margaret Sidney "Ballad of the Lost Hare"

That the winds forgot his very name - Margaret Sidney "Ballad of the Lost Hare"

Lost to memory, love, and fame - Margaret Sidney "Ballad of the Lost Hare"

To utter a word with meaning fraught - Margaret Sidney "Ballad of the Lost Hare"

Aroused an echo most stupendous - Margaret Sidney "Ballad of the Lost Hare"

Who put himself delightedly among the best of company - Margaret Sidney "Ballad of the Lost Hare"

Who acting soon a reckless part - Margaret Sidney "Ballad of the Lost Hare"

Forever he's compelled to roam - Margaret Sidney "Ballad of the Lost Hare"

Runs to the rhythm of a dismal tune - Margaret Sidney "Ballad of the Lost Hare"


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Potential Titles: Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen

Wading into the river of forgiveness - Joyce Sidman "The River of Forgiveness"

Sneeze at the wind - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Big Brown Moose"

The cold came creeping - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Dream of the Tundra Swan"

Our wings knew - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Dream of the Tundra Swan"

Dreamed the journey - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Dream of the Tundra Swan"

The crisp drink of clouds - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Dream of the Tundra Swan"

Flakes of autumn sun - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Snake's Lullaby"

Last few hours of gold - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Snake's Lullaby"

A pinwheel gathering glitter - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Snowflake Wakes"

Just as the bitter wind - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Vole in Winter"

Nothing on our own - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Winter Bees"

To reap the summer's glow - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Winter Bees"


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Potential Titles: Terisa Siagatonu

Throw in the backseat of my pride - Terisa Siagatonu "Deserving"

My breath held captive - Terisa Siagatonu "Deserving"

The remoteness of empire hidden in the harbor - Terisa Siagatonu "The Only Place in the U.S. with Zero COVID Deaths"

Praise the Ocean for teaching me - Terisa Siagatonu "Praise Poem in the Key of Diaspora"

Belonging where I am wanted - Terisa Siagatonu "Praise Poem in the Key of Diaspora"

Praise the heavenly scorch of heat - Terisa Siagatonu "Praise Poem in the Key of Diaspora"

Mulberry bark that was beaten enough to braid - Terisa Siagatonu "Praise Poem in the Key of Diaspora"


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Potential Titles: Avi Silver

the goblin queen hosts a feast of oil - Avi Silver "Passing Diamonds"

the night slips down my throat - Avi Silver "Passing Diamonds"

a question toward blood sweetened lips - Avi Silver "Passing Diamonds"

better to finish the hunger right - Avi Silver "Passing Diamonds"

smith my silence to an iron gate - Avi Silver "Passing Diamonds"

knows nothing of the work that sets you free - Avi Silver "Passing Diamonds"

into viscous fossil wine - Avi Silver "Passing Diamonds"


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Potential Titles: Cislyn Smith

dismantling the weapons array pointed at the city - Cislyn Smith "Borrower"

clearing the computers of all the citizen information - Cislyn Smith "Borrower"

freeing the minions from their mindcontrol helmets - Cislyn Smith "Borrower"

systematic thorough and effective - Cislyn Smith "Borrower"

she's got absolutely nothing to prove - Cislyn Smith "Borrower"

foster public rivalries with megalomaniacs and mad scientists - Cislyn Smith "Borrower"

the damage is always goldilocks style - Cislyn Smith "Borrower"

just enough tragedy to urge action - Cislyn Smith "Borrower"

The dragon orders an iced caramel mocha - Cislyn Smith "Hot"

Too many knights errant eager to err - Cislyn Smith "Hot"

For a double handful of dirty coins - Cislyn Smith "Hot"


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Potential Titles: Dora Sigerson Shorter / Dora Sigerson

When he came from unknown skies - Dora Sigerson "All-Souls' Night"

Decked my hall and spread my board - Dora Sigerson Shorter "At Christmas Time"

Down the black stairs of death - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Ballad of the Fairy Thorn-Tree"

A bed both wide and hollow - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Ballad of the Fairy Thorn-Tree"

Chained and frozen cold - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Ballad of the Fairy Thorn-Tree"

From the leash of wind and rain - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Ballad of the Little Black Hound"

And win with the devil's dice - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Banagher Rhue"

All this strange and noisy night - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Banagher Rhue"

Closed my hands upon a moth - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Beware"

From out the shadows wondering - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A Bird from the West"

Hard on the track of passion - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Blow Returned"

Crushing hoofs and tearing feet - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Cean Duv Deelish"

More wisdom than near tongues can make - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Distant Voices"

That wakes me in the darkness - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Fair Little Maiden"

Put in his place a changeling - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Fairy Changeling"

For the hour you promised me - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Fetch"

A breath of Heaven's faithfulness - Dora Sigerson Shorter "For Ever"

Who, breathing on the stars, blows out the sun - Dora Sigerson Shorter "I Am the World"

As the oxen go beneath the rod - Dora Sigerson Shorter "An Imperfect Revolution"

Lock with keys of Heaven - Dora Sigerson Shorter "An Imperfect Revolution"

The young goat's at mischief - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Kine of My Father"

Two hands clasped in anguish - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Kine of My Father"

The vultures shriek impatient - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Kine of My Father"

Cold within your clenching hand - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Kine of My Father"

Disturbed my trust in Heaven - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A Little Dog"

Into the sorrows of a weeping world - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A Little Dog"

In the moving depths of yellow wine - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Love"

Crouched within my cup - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Love"

All stern and robed in gloom - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Love"

The gentle gaze of fawn and deer - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Love"

Sweet green woods with heart of stone - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Lover"

The cuckoo from the distance cries - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Lover"

The lark a pilgrim in the skies - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Lover"

Autumn poppies bloom and die - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Lover"

A reaper on the roadway - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A Meadow Tragedy"

Here the grapes are bitter - Dora Sigerson Shorter "My Neighbour's Garden"

The nest that long was full of rain - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A New Year"

Faith may blossom green again - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A New Year"

On the path her feet have made - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Old Maid"

Glowed like the wheat in autumn - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Old Maid"

Burst through the gates of silence - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Old Maid"

All night did the Banshee weep - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Priest's Brother"

With beads of pain upon his face - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Priest's Brother"

Six wax candles still alight - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Priest's Brother"

With sweet long futures - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Scallop Shell"

And thrust the phantom from its place - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Skeleton in the Cupboard"

The death watch ticks within the walls - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Skeleton in the Cupboard"

Slipping pebbles shriek through their claws - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Suicide's Grave"

To mimic that far voice - Dora Sigerson "Unknown Ideal"

To bid my heart rejoice - Dora Sigerson "Unknown Ideal"

Beauty that tarries not, nor satisfies - Dora Sigerson "Unknown Ideal"

The shore that will gratify my quest - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Unknown Ideal"

We struggle on with Fate - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Unknown Ideal"

Echoing on unknown ways - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Unknown Ideal"

The hunger of the snow - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A Vagrant Heart"

The winds that blow you backward - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A Vagrant Heart"

Change my vagrant longings - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A Vagrant Heart"

Hands that meet to part - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Vale"

An arm of steel and a heart of gold - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A Weeping Cupid"

Pace with the serious hours - Dora Sigerson Shorter "When the Dark Comes"

Inherit the unrest of the wind - Dora Sigerson "The Wind on the Hills"

For some memory denied - Dora Sigerson "The Wind on the Hills"

To roam without sorrow or sigh - Dora Sigerson Shorter "Wishes"

Will come for the weak lambs' cry - Dora Sigerson Shorter "You Will Not Come Again"


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Potential Titles: Solmaz Sharif

As the dead are audience - Solmaz Sharif "The End of Exile"

The filigree of finite health - Solmaz Sharif "An Otherwise"

The wide hallways of a great endowment - Solmaz Sharif "An Otherwise"

Secret after beveled secret - Solmaz Sharif "An Otherwise"

The gravestones of our early curiosities - Solmaz Sharif "An Otherwise"

Upon that path without obvious company - Solmaz Sharif "An Otherwise"

Where the listening ends - Solmaz Sharif "An Otherwise"

The private gazebo of their youth - Solmaz Sharif "Patronage"

Smoky quartz in a steel bottle - Solmaz Sharif "Self-Care"

Stood to savor the seconds - Solmaz Sharif "Visa"

From shadow to shape to gait - Solmaz Sharif "Visa"


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Potential Titles: Langdon Smith

Through the depths of the Cambrian fen - Langdon Smith "Evolution"

The world turned on in the lathe of time - Langdon Smith "Evolution"

With never a spark in the empty dark - Langdon Smith "Evolution"

Flaked a flint to a cutting edge - Langdon Smith "Evolution"

Where the Mammoth came to drink - Langdon Smith "Evolution"

Wrought our souls from the Tremadoc beds - Langdon Smith "Evolution"

And furnished them wings to fly - Langdon Smith "Evolution"


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Potential Titles: Sue William Silverman

That flow from heaven to the sea - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Becomes an Assassin"

Blinded by bitter wind - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Dies, or Doesn't"

Embracing their forevers - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Dies, or Doesn't"

Her hydrogen heart exploding - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Doesn't Become an Assassin"

Flickers when the breeze disappears - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Envisions Death"

A hint of air seeping through glass - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Envisions Death"

Hiding kisses before they grieve - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Escapes a Bosch Painting"

Remorse under glass - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Goes to Hell in an Overnight Bag"

Combustible with desperation - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Goes to the Next Whisky Bar"

A badly translated constellation of extinct stars - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Has Irrepressible Memories"

Masquerading as sparrow wings - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Is Reborn as a Mummy"

Asleep at the bottom of a blind lake - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Is Slow to Love"

A moon heavy as loss - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Is Slow to Love"

And sun shatters the sky - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Never Learns to Cook or Sew"

While stars float away - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Never Learns to Cook or Sew"

The scent of yellow sapphires - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Never Learns What She Learned"

Memory dissolves across night - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Never Tells the Man"

Eats razors for breakfast - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Prepares to Feed a Cannibal in a Dark Alley"

The first right past Saturn - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Says the End Is Near"

Choose the same mistakes - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Says the End Is Near"

Arm sleeved in recklessness - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Stalks the Man"

Bright and wild as pollen - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Stalks the Man"

Rimmed with rust and regret - Sue William Silverman "If the Girl Wears an Artificial Eye"


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Potential Titles: Andrew Sinclair

More beautiful than starlit moonstone - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

Promise me the slipstream - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

With every breath of underground - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

Whispering terrific and sacred words - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

For the tulips to utter to hummingbirds - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

Stardust skimmed with a tin pail - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

Where space drips into our slipstream - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

Bramble bending backward for us - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

A buzzing bouquet of moon-winged butterflies - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

Of synapses snapping in your mind - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

Daydream a new reverie into the slipstream - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

So grand that a thousand rabbits could feast - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

That birds nest in the crooks of clouds - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

The chirp of foxes will wake us in the morning - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"


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Potential Titles: Oliver Smith

Foretold by signs written in the swirling leaves - Oliver Smith "Witch Trails"

Omens that raise their cloudy heads and roar - Oliver Smith "Witch Trails"

Some ghostly laughter in the shrubbery - Oliver Smith "Witch Trails"

When she swept Autumn from the hall - Oliver Smith "Witch Trails"

Among her other half-done projects - Oliver Smith "Witch Trails"

Some small magic to make onion soup - Oliver Smith "Witch Trails"

Buy wooden spoons to stir the spirits - Oliver Smith "Witch Trails"

Green glass jars to keep the demons in - Oliver Smith "Witch Trails"

As toads mourned beneath the hemlock - Oliver Smith "Witch Trails"

Lost the diamonds hidden in their heads - Oliver Smith "Witch Trails"


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Potential Titles: Charles Simic

An altar dignifying the god of chance - Charles Simic "The Altar"

The red stain on the ceiling - Charles Simic "At the Vacancy Sign"

Happiness in an imagined world - Charles Simic "At the Vacancy Sign"

And the hour fugitive - Charles Simic "At the Vacancy Sign"

Jealous of the present moment - Charles Simic "The Betrothal"

Bleeding in its branches - Charles Simic "A Book Full of Pictures"

Called for the evening to come - Charles Simic "The Book of Magic"

See better with eyes closed - Charles Simic "Caged Fortuneteller"

Whispering the glorious proofs - Charles Simic "The Chair"

Sleepwalkers dressed as soldiers - Charles Simic "Childhood Story"

The intricate Steps of pickpockets - Charles Simic "Classic Ballroom Dances"

Nights of an eternal November - Charles Simic "Classic Ballroom Dances"

Whispering to the spirits - Charles Simic "Early Morning in July"

Troubled like a strange dream - Charles Simic "Evening Talk"

Light of some other evening - Charles Simic "Evening Walk"

The night writing in its diary - Charles Simic "Factory"

Twisted in a peculiar way and fallen in an unlikely place - Charles Simic "First Thing in the Morning"

A black thread before the mystery - Charles Simic "First Thing in the Morning"

Favored by doomsday prophets - Charles Simic "Fourteenth Street Poem"

Crows circling over my head - Charles Simic "Heights of Folly"

Gracious invitation - Charles Simic "Heights of Folly"

Still in hiding, holding their breaths - Charles Simic "Hide and Seek"

Familiar faces in those of strangers - Charles Simic "Hide and Seek"

Met an army of gray days - Charles Simic "The Immortal"

Perfectly alone and anonymous - Charles Simic "The Immortal"

Huddled in dark unopened books - Charles Simic "In the Library"

As plentiful as species of flies - Charles Simic "In the Library"

The hour ruled by destiny - Charles Simic "The Infinite"

Auspicious to chance meetings - Charles Simic "The Infinite"

With love screaming - Charles Simic "The Infinite"

One of death's juggling red balls - Charles Simic "The Initiate"

Some unknown penitent guiding me - Charles Simic "The Initiate"

A soapbox famous for its speeches - Charles Simic "Le Beau Monde"

An infinity of tragic shapes - Charles Simic "A Letter"

A Sunday kind of quiet - Charles Simic "The Little Pins of Memory"

The wine of eternal ambiguities - Charles Simic "Makers of Labyrinths"

Our misfortunes are builders - Charles Simic "Makers of Labyrinths"

My heart's only burnt match - Charles Simic "Makers of Labyrinths"

Because memory makes you hungry - Charles Simic "Marina's Epic"

Before the shadows converge - Charles Simic "Matches"

Likes only abandoned games - Charles Simic "Matches"

Death's new ribbon in its hair - Charles Simic "Mrs. Digby's Picture Album"

Village of endless disappointments - Charles Simic "Mrs. Digby's Picture Album"

The traffic of crows - Charles Simic "My Quarrel with the Infinite"

Eternity eavesdropping on time - Charles Simic "The Old World"

A beggar claimed to be playing Nero's fiddle - Charles Simic "Paradise"

Wielded the scissors of fate - Charles Simic "Paradise"

Like meeting a couple of sphinxes - Charles Simic "Paradise"

Its secret in the slippery wheels - Charles Simic "The Pieces of the Clock Lie Scattered"

The place of vanishings - Charles Simic "Quick Eats"

Whisper your name alike - Charles Simic "Quick Eats"

Spreading its arms like a scarecrow - Charles Simic "The Scarecrow"

Poet of the dead leaves - Charles Simic "Shelley"

Of a desert peopled by storms - Charles Simic "Shelley"

Strewn with broken umbrellas - Charles Simic "Shelley"

My death already consummated - Charles Simic "Story of My Luck"

Love and fate crossed out - Charles Simic "Story of My Luck"

Surrounding your severe presence - Charles Simic "Stub of a Red Pencil"

Except for my long shadow - Charles Simic "The Tiger"

Clock talking to a clock - Charles Simic "The Wail"

Entering the crypts of kings - Charles Simic "Windy Evening"

Smart chickens, rickety world - Charles Simic "Windy Evening"

Eyes full of the sky's terror - Charles Simic "Winter Sunset"

The map of ancient Rome in your pocket - Charles Simic "A Word"


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Potential Titles: Courtney Skaggs

When the poison arrow photons have drowned - Courtney Skaggs "The Little Death After the Apocalypse"

Something spectral possesses the stalactites - Courtney Skaggs "The Little Death After the Apocalypse"

Fly out over the carrion scene and remember - Courtney Skaggs "The Little Death After the Apocalypse"

Hate them for the watery secrets they keep - Courtney Skaggs "The Little Death After the Apocalypse"

And in our eyes, we see empty mirrors - Courtney Skaggs "The Little Death After the Apocalypse"

That I chew on until my teeth rust - Courtney Skaggs "The Little Death After the Apocalypse"


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Potential Titles: Clark Ashton Smith

The weariness of dreams - Clark Ashton Smith "Alexandrines"

And desperate, brief delights - Clark Ashton Smith "Alexandrines"

So is the hope of sleep - Clark Ashton Smith "Anticipation"

And fret a moon of yellow ivory - Clark Ashton Smith "Arabesque"

High and moon-suspended fountains - Clark Ashton Smith "Artemis"

Shall have the veils of twilight - Clark Ashton Smith "Ashes of Sunset"

In foam and purple lost - Clark Ashton Smith "Ashes of Sunset"

Is grown a dimmer gold - Clark Ashton Smith "Autumnal"

Where fallen roses stir - Clark Ashton Smith "Autumnal"

The pale and sorrowful desire - Clark Ashton Smith "Ave Atque Vale"

Whose eyes have looked on Lethe - Clark Ashton Smith "Ave Atque Vale"

Deep in the sliding ebon tide - Clark Ashton Smith "Ave Atque Vale"

Winds that wrangle through the vast - Clark Ashton Smith "The Balance"

With kisses keen as snow - Clark Ashton Smith "Beauty Implacable"

The ashen dawn of Autumn - Clark Ashton Smith "Belated Love"

To stars of undiscovered gold - Clark Ashton Smith "Beyond the Great Wall"

On fiery wings to worlds unknown - Clark Ashton Smith "Beyond the Great Wall"

From out the web of former lives - Clark Ashton Smith "The Butterfly"

And follow through the maze of Fate - Clark Ashton Smith "The Butterfly"

On wings of lyric fire - Clark Ashton Smith "The Butterfly"

With peril and with wonder zoned - Clark Ashton Smith "The Butterfly"

The voice of a golden star - Clark Ashton Smith "Chant of Autumn"

Like the song of a silver wind - Clark Ashton Smith "Chant of Autumn"

Waning rose by ungathered rose - Clark Ashton Smith "Chant of Autumn"

Fairer the petals that fall - Clark Ashton Smith "Chant of Autumn"

Till the links of the universe are unfastened - Clark Ashton Smith "Chant to Sirius"

Dissevered by suns no longer - Clark Ashton Smith "Chant to Sirius"

With light in the night of infinitude - Clark Ashton Smith "Chant to Sirius"

Whose floor is the lower void - Clark Ashton Smith "Chant to Sirius"

Gorged with the dust of thrones - Clark Ashton Smith "The Chimaera"

Opals aglow in saffron seas - Clark Ashton Smith "The Cloud-Islands"

A hueless warp of light - Clark Ashton Smith "Crepuscle"

Because thy wilful heart will not believe - Clark Ashton Smith "The Crucifixion of Eros"

And mute the mouth of our eternal need - Clark Ashton Smith "The Crucifixion of Eros"

Reigns above the fallen noon - Clark Ashton Smith "A Dead City"

Mute, unsentried walls and turrets climb - Clark Ashton Smith "A Dead City"

Where a city's bones are strewn - Clark Ashton Smith "A Dead City"

Cries like a prophet's ghost - Clark Ashton Smith "A Dead City"

Lifted past the level years - Clark Ashton Smith "Desire of Vastness"

Iron rays of dawn relentless - Clark Ashton Smith "Desolation"

The harsh, brief sob of broken horns - Clark Ashton Smith "Dissonance"

Within the rain's grey monotone - Clark Ashton Smith "The Dream-Bridge"

Its ears of quivering stars - Clark Ashton Smith "Echo of Memnon"

The one whom suns had sought - Clark Ashton Smith "Echo of Memnon"

Desert years in one deep kiss - Clark Ashton Smith "Ecstasy"

Passion in our secret veins - Clark Ashton Smith "Ecstasy"

That weep with tears of ice and crystal - Clark Ashton Smith "Eidolon"

A wizard wind goes crying - Clark Ashton Smith "The Eldritch Dark"

Beneath a greater shadow's wings - Clark Ashton Smith "The Eldritch Dark"

Your heart is closed - Clark Ashton Smith "The Exile"

Dead moons that wander - Clark Ashton Smith "The Exile"

The skies of steel and gold - Clark Ashton Smith "The Exile"

The elves upon their midnight way - Clark Ashton Smith "Fairy Lanterns"

Eating the dead blue sky - Clark Ashton Smith "Finis"

That blackens with the passing of the fire - Clark Ashton Smith "Finis"

Less than any broken glass - Clark Ashton Smith "Forgetfulness"

The grey flowers and the fallen grass - Clark Ashton Smith "Forgetfulness"

One with dust and wind - Clark Ashton Smith "A Fragment"

Where fall the snows of silence - Clark Ashton Smith "The Fugitives"

Sun of secret worlds incredible - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Usurp the skies with thunder - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Runes of ever-twisting flame - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Songs from silver fragrance wrought - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

On the shifting walls of time - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

That hide a hueless poison - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

The prophecy of wars renewed - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Even to the brink of time - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

To isles of timeless summer - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

And cures the wound of wisdom - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

The names of his conniving stars - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

A universe of shrouded stars - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Make a brief and broken wind - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Like sapphires that have lain in hell - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Turned the unprinted snow to flame - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

The outwearied wings of time - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

And turn the skies to perfume - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Usurp the shadowy interval - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

A throne of flowering ebony - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

And sweep the sands to fury - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Towers of night and fire - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Shaking the riper trees to dust - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

When the gloom of crimson lifts - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

The ruin of all the wars of time - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Like a stream of broken stars - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

Far-flown in black occlusion - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

The lamplike thought of you - Clark Ashton Smith "Haunting"

Pours out the moon's white mercy - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hope of the Infinite"

In the grim serenity of stone - Clark Ashton Smith "Image"

Mirrors made of lucid stone - Clark Ashton Smith "Impression"

To answering tides of spears - Clark Ashton Smith "In Lemuria"

The weary, grey, forgetful heavens - Clark Ashton Smith "In November"

The golden shore allured me - Clark Ashton Smith "In Saturn"

As one whom spells restrain - Clark Ashton Smith "In Saturn"

And harbors never known - Clark Ashton Smith "In Saturn"

Formed of fire and brass - Clark Ashton Smith "In Saturn"

White hells of light and clamour - Clark Ashton Smith "Inferno"

The jealous flame of sad, infernal suns - Clark Ashton Smith "Inferno"

Lands no dream may name - Clark Ashton Smith "The Infinite Quest"

With fealty to the stars - Clark Ashton Smith "The Infinite Quest"

Splendours that inform the light - Clark Ashton Smith "Inheritance"

Mouth of starry proud desire - Clark Ashton Smith "Inheritance"

By exultation of the flying dance - Clark Ashton Smith "Lament of the Stars"

Flung through the void's expanse - Clark Ashton Smith "Lament of the Stars"

Shade nor lightening of her flame - Clark Ashton Smith "Lament of the Stars"

Of sleep beyond forsaking - Clark Ashton Smith "Lament of the Stars"

Enigma past and mystery foreseen - Clark Ashton Smith "Lament of the Stars"

Strength obtained from light that failed - Clark Ashton Smith "Lament of the Stars"

Power lent by the stronger night - Clark Ashton Smith "Lament of the Stars"

Perplex us with new mystery - Clark Ashton Smith "Lament of the Stars"

The depth and eminence of years - Clark Ashton Smith "Lament of the Stars"

Flaming shields of dawns between - Clark Ashton Smith "The Land of Evil Stars"

A mountain's utmost eminence of snow - Clark Ashton Smith "The Last Night"

Impended for a breath on wings of doom - Clark Ashton Smith "The Last Night"

A fugitive uncapturable fire - Clark Ashton Smith "Laus Mortis"

The spell of waves intense with night - Clark Ashton Smith "Lethe"

Earth's denied and cheated sons - Clark Ashton Smith "Lethe"

Till being's wine is low - Clark Ashton Smith "Lethe"

Drink at one draught a universe - Clark Ashton Smith "Lethe"

Fragment of a god's array - Clark Ashton Smith "A Live-Oak Leaf"

After the frail and perished moon - Clark Ashton Smith "Love Is Not Yours, Love Is Not Mine"

Fed with poison-honey - Clark Ashton Smith "Love Malevolent"

Across the upturned faces of the stars - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

The dead shell of a frozen world - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

With penetrating of successive masks - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

Claim the pantheon of dream - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

Phantoms of some old storm's death-driven Titans - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

The last echoes of a thunder spent - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

The magic circle which the moon draws - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

Now I have but the wind alone - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

Echo forgets my music not - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

Where trampling years have stood - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

Forgotten then of Time's desire - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

Which Pygmalion made and loved - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

Alone of all Time's hierarchy - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

Whose names are blotted from the lists of Time - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

The blank and universal Sphinx - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

Fresh altars in a distant sphere - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

While all the flames of dream expire - Clark Ashton Smith "The Masque of Forsaken Gods"

The colored clue of dreams - Clark Ashton Smith "The Maze of Sleep"

A windless land of livid dreams - Clark Ashton Smith "Medusa"

The fleshless earth's outjutting ribs - Clark Ashton Smith "Medusa"

Twisting like a serpent's track - Clark Ashton Smith "Medusa"

Caught in meshes of Eternity - Clark Ashton Smith "Medusa"

In the changing webs of cloud - Clark Ashton Smith "Medusa"

Unseen spiders of bewildered winds - Clark Ashton Smith "Medusa"

As candle-flames that near the socket - Clark Ashton Smith "Medusa"

Throned in Medusa's eyes - Clark Ashton Smith "Medusa"

The corroded moon a dust upon the gulfs - Clark Ashton Smith "Medusa"

Livid as the stealthy hands of doom - Clark Ashton Smith "The Medusa of the Skies"

To mark the tired stars - Clark Ashton Smith "The Melancholy Pool"

With the suns upon their road of awe - Clark Ashton Smith "The Ministers of Law"

Mirrors of steel or silver - Clark Ashton Smith "Mirrors"

With the reflex of infinity - Clark Ashton Smith "The Mirrors of Beauty"

Profounder for the twilight - Clark Ashton Smith "The Mirrors of Beauty"

Phantoms of the pale-white stars - Clark Ashton Smith "The Morning Pool"

What prophecies are on the wind? - Clark Ashton Smith "The Mystic Meaning"

And cry in vain upon the strand - Clark Ashton Smith "The Mystic Meaning"

What tidings do the billows bring - Clark Ashton Smith "The Mystic Meaning"

Webs of radiance spun - Clark Ashton Smith "The Nemesis of Suns"

Grasped within the hollow hand of Night - Clark Ashton Smith "The Nemesis of Suns"

All suns are grasped within the hollow hand - Clark Ashton Smith "The Nemesis of Suns"

The sinking stars desire - Clark Ashton Smith "The Nereid"

Shadow of errant winds - Clark Ashton Smith "The Nereid"

The white curse of clearer day - Clark Ashton Smith "The Nereid"

Soul of the sea's vast emerald - Clark Ashton Smith "The Nereid"

Fulfilment's crown to visions - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

The wide desire of kings - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

Brief embodiment of wandering will - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

Music forced by hands of fire - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

More quick to cry its agony - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

Less than the measure of desire - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

Overlord of many kings - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

To guide their dust of destiny - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

That rots the stone of fundamental spheres - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

Above a chaos of extinguished suns - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

What darker web or dimension of dream - Clark Ashton Smith "The Night Forest"

The rapture of moonlight past - Clark Ashton Smith "The Night Forest"

Between the boundary marks of finite years - Clark Ashton Smith "Nirvana"

Those unvaried darks that veil Eternity - Clark Ashton Smith "Nirvana"

Confusion as of dust with sparks - Clark Ashton Smith "Nirvana"

Disunited orbs that late were atoms - Clark Ashton Smith "Nirvana"

Drawn outward by the vampire-lips of Sleep - Clark Ashton Smith "Nirvana"

From autumn's grey, forgotten roses - Clark Ashton Smith "November Twilight"

Adown the clefts of under-space - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode on Imagination"

Threat of sightless anarchs vast - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode on Imagination"

Blossoms stirred by wings of eidolons - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode on Imagination"

Through the walls of hollow cloud - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode on Imagination"

Broken constellations strewn like coals - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode on Imagination"

Upon the noon of their lost worlds - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode on Imagination"

In icy deserts of the sky - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode on Imagination"

From the beginning of the spheres - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode on Imagination"

Broken dreams of higher worlds unfound - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to Music"

To thy realm all hidden things belong - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to Music"

Some echo of her voice's mystery - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to Music"

As sunset storms the sight - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to Music"

Each dim atom of the system manifest - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to Music"

Thy threads of wonder deep-entangled - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to Music"

In vaster silence rendered mute - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to the Abyss"

The tangled tissues of the universe - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to the Abyss"

Reaps the flame of mightiest stars - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to the Abyss"

Suns and worlds have been thy prey - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to the Abyss"

That fell to huge and ultimate eclipse - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to the Abyss"

Thunder of the meeting stars - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to the Abyss"

Crash of orbits that diverged - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to the Abyss"

Sung in the Romes of ruined spheres - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to the Abyss"

Pluck out the light of stars - Clark Ashton Smith "Ode to the Abyss"

The fire and dust of perished sphere - Clark Ashton Smith "The Orchid"

Whose roots are in Eternity - Clark Ashton Smith "The Orchid"

Your points against the sapphire day - Clark Ashton Smith "Pine Needles"

No shining words of stone - Clark Ashton Smith "A Precept"

Would carve the mask of Mystery - Clark Ashton Smith "A Precept"

The inconsolable crying of an evil wind - Clark Ashton Smith "Psalm"

Cities of the wide mirage - Clark Ashton Smith "Psalm"

And clad with icy azures - Clark Ashton Smith "Psalm"

All the gardens of lost romance - Clark Ashton Smith "Psalm"

Where the ruining roses go - Clark Ashton Smith "Quest"

That harvest none shall glean - Clark Ashton Smith "Quest"

All the crownless, ruined years - Clark Ashton Smith "Recompense"

Of the sun's half-dreamt decay - Clark Ashton Smith "The Refuge of Beauty"

At portals dark and desperate - Clark Ashton Smith "The Refuge of Beauty"

The snows of forgetfulness - Clark Ashton Smith "Remembered Light"

In one swifter hour of flame - Clark Ashton Smith "Remembered Light"

Full of an umber twilight - Clark Ashton Smith "Remembered Light"

Shivered with outcry of eldritch voices - Clark Ashton Smith "Remembered Light"

Echo hath taken the song - Clark Ashton Smith "Requiescat"

In autumns lost of memory - Clark Ashton Smith "Requiescat in Pace"

The golden queens of planets long forgot - Clark Ashton Smith "Requiescat in Pace"

Came on my dream in thunder - Clark Ashton Smith "The Retribution"

Ghouls that batten on the past - Clark Ashton Smith "Retrospect and Forecast"

Loveliness find root within decay - Clark Ashton Smith "Retrospect and Forecast"

And night devour its flaming hues - Clark Ashton Smith "Retrospect and Forecast"

The dungeon-clefts of Tartarus - Clark Ashton Smith "The Return of Hyperion"

Closes the soul in a crypt of dread - Clark Ashton Smith "The Return of Hyperion"

Fluctuates between the mountains and the stars - Clark Ashton Smith "The Return of Hyperion"

Set as guards above the prison - Clark Ashton Smith "The Return of Hyperion"

Above the prison of the captive Titan-god - Clark Ashton Smith "The Return of Hyperion"

Hyperion divides the pillared vault of dark - Clark Ashton Smith "The Return of Hyperion"

The sentinel stars are dead - Clark Ashton Smith "The Return of Hyperion"

Some vast cacophony of dragons - Clark Ashton Smith "Satan Unrepentant"

My autumn heart confesses - Clark Ashton Smith "Satiety"

The Titans gathered round their king - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Beneath the bright scorn of the stars - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Of threatened worlds and trembling firmaments - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

A trumpet-voice of phantom hosts - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Through the sky like severing swords - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Sharp levin leaping in the north - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

The crumbling coasts of Matter - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Black desert gripped in iron silences - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Startled the haughty stars - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Their will as reins upon the sun - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Cuts the strained knot of destiny - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

None venturing to risk comparison - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Whereon the shadows lay like rust - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Red upon the forefront of the north - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Arcturus was a beacon to the winds - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

That was the nurse of infant Death - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

The eldritch laughters of the wind - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Stood in silent ranks expectant - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Their storms and thunders spent - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

March with the diminished stars - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Yield rose-dust and ivy-leaf - Clark Ashton Smith "Sepulture"

Hieroglyphics of abhorrent doom - Clark Ashton Smith "Shadow of Nightmare"

That bleeds in cloud and darkness - Clark Ashton Smith "Solution"

Bitter dreams I bring - Clark Ashton Smith "Song"

The sun's uncharted orbits bind - Clark Ashton Smith "The Song of a Comet"

Close to the zones of solar fire - Clark Ashton Smith "The Song of a Comet"

Beneath the star's unheeding eyes - Clark Ashton Smith "The Song of a Comet"

Gold from the mines of the past - Clark Ashton Smith "A Song of Dreams"

Find sustenance in shadows - Clark Ashton Smith "A Song of Dreams"

Protection against the swords of the world - Clark Ashton Smith "A Song of Dreams"

Of my dreams have I builded an inn - Clark Ashton Smith "A Song of Dreams"

The hollowness of the unharvestable wind - Clark Ashton Smith "A Song of Dreams"

Who harvest with the scythe of thought - Clark Ashton Smith "A Song of Dreams"

The spirits of years unborn - Clark Ashton Smith "A Song of Dreams"

A choral chant of flame - Clark Ashton Smith "The Song of the Stars"

The voices of comet and asteroid - Clark Ashton Smith "The Song of the Stars"

Where the silent maelstroms lurk and hide - Clark Ashton Smith "The Song of the Stars"

Rises and ebbs in a tide of fire - Clark Ashton Smith "The Song of the Stars"

Bestowed by fruitful Time's magnificence - Clark Ashton Smith "Song to Oblivion"

The crystal of unquestioned sleep - Clark Ashton Smith "The Sorrow of the Winds"

Cried to me in a dawn of dreams - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

All the threads of earth wear to the breaking - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Tread unharmed the blaze of stars - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Strikes off the chains of Time - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Swings back the door of years - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

The thread and weaving of his way - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Swept beyond the brink of Sense - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Caught me from the clasping world - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Chained and hurled with solar lightning - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Rays that leap from severed suns - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Twisting of the threads of years - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Weavings wrought of noon and night - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Watched the dream unroll - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

That form the raiment of the soul - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Enkindling dawns of memory - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Alien ciphers shown and lit - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Loose all burden of old woes - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

The central music of the Pleiades - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

A revenant in worlds Edenic - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Diverse as Hell's mad antiphone - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

To render strong Antares blind - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Brows that starry Grief had crowned - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Hot from the furnace of the suns - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Where Rigel sends no word of might - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

And dwindled to the sun's extent - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"

Like woven amber, finely spun - Clark Ashton Smith "Strangeness"

Fleeing moons a traveller sees - Clark Ashton Smith "Strangeness"

The tears of mist and fire - Clark Ashton Smith "The Tears of Lilith"

Upon the wind's oblivious woe - Clark Ashton Smith "To Nora May French"

Starward incense of the waning rose - Clark Ashton Smith "To Omar Khayyam"

The glad and golden death of spring - Clark Ashton Smith "To Omar Khayyam"

Weeps with frozen tears - Clark Ashton Smith "To Omar Khayyam"

With time's inexorable mystery - Clark Ashton Smith "To Omar Khayyam"

The bleak and bitter spell - Clark Ashton Smith "To Omar Khayyam"

The empty truth of tears - Clark Ashton Smith "To Omar Khayyam"

Golden stem of roses of illusion - Clark Ashton Smith "To the Beloved"

As eagles' wings in the quest of Truth - Clark Ashton Smith "To the Darkness"

That hands may not rend - Clark Ashton Smith "To the Darkness"

A roof with many beams and pillars - Clark Ashton Smith "To the Sun"

By the reins of invisible lightnings - Clark Ashton Smith "To the Sun"

Fall into the furnace of Arcturus - Clark Ashton Smith "To the Sun"

Fail not upon the road of space - Clark Ashton Smith "To the Sun"

That bloom but to an azure sun - Clark Ashton Smith "Triple Aspect"

Ancient lips to silence vowed - Clark Ashton Smith "Twilight on the Snow"

And the climber slips down gulfs of fear - Clark Ashton Smith "The Unrevealed"

Clear flame in lands extreme - Clark Ashton Smith "A Vision of Lucifer"

Bound with final frost - Clark Ashton Smith "White Death"

Unshadowed flame of phantom suns - Clark Ashton Smith "White Death"

Phantom suns in self-irradiance drowned - Clark Ashton Smith "White Death"

Wherewith the suns and worlds were dyed - Clark Ashton Smith "White Death"

All darkness rendered shelterless - Clark Ashton Smith "White Death"

And its burden of vain desire - Clark Ashton Smith "The Wind and the Moon"

On the wings of the hastening wind - Clark Ashton Smith "The Wind and the Moon"

Lies unstirred at summer's heart - Clark Ashton Smith "The Winds"

Pale as with eternal sleep - Clark Ashton Smith "Winter Moonlight"


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Potential Titles: Danez Smith

dreaming of soap suds & milk - Danez Smith "& even the black guy's profile reads 'sorry, no black guys'"

Nothing radical in being the enemy - Danez Smith "anti poetica"

Find our laughter between the horror - Danez Smith "anti poetica"

Lived long in a low solstice - Danez Smith "anti poetica"

green horned lord of my waking forest - Danez Smith "C.R.E.A.M."

prison made of emerald & pennies - Danez Smith "C.R.E.A.M."

sometimes is a synonym for often - Danez Smith "C.R.E.A.M."

Prison is a plantation made of stone & steel - Danez Smith "C.R.E.A.M."

Our kin you swallowed - Danez Smith "dream where every black person is standing by the ocean"

A June's worth of moons - Danez Smith "in lieu of a poem, i'd like to say"

The miracle of other people's lives - Danez Smith "in lieu of a poem, i'd like to say"

Until light outweighs us - Danez Smith "it won't be a bullet"

Telling me to go toward myself - Danez Smith "it won't be a bullet"

trying to find a warmth to call home - Danez Smith "juxtaposing the black boy & the bullet"

Everything you do is a miracle - Danez Smith "a note on the body"

Of breath after breath - Danez Smith "say it with your whole black mouth"

Dress me in guilt - Danez Smith "say it with your whole black mouth"

The crime of their imaginations - Danez Smith "say it with your whole black mouth"

That is not the hunted's duty - Danez Smith "say it with your whole black mouth"

Instead of something sharper - Danez Smith "say it with your whole black mouth"

where does the map end? - Danez Smith "three Black poems from August"

where is freedom's home? - Danez Smith "three Black poems from August"

bless the bottle eight times smashed - Danez Smith "three Black poems from August"

They know us as the drums in their dirt sky - Danez Smith "Two Deer in a Southside Cemetery"

We might put a song on your head - Danez Smith "Two Deer in a Southside Cemetery"

We lie to the sun, but the sun doesn't notice - Danez Smith "Two Deer in a Southside Cemetery"


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Potential Titles: Jayson P. Smith

to strip sunlight from our temples - Jayson P. Smith "on fathers & swords"

in the beginning was the gold rush - Jayson P. Smith "on fathers & swords"

for the sake of resemblance & record - Jayson P. Smith "on fathers & swords"

manifest then sob in the sand - Jayson P. Smith "on fathers & swords"

an industry of inertia in their shoulder blades - Jayson P. Smith "on fathers & swords"

wrench cardamom from between my teeth - Jayson P. Smith "on fathers & swords"

amble towards intention - Jayson P. Smith "on fathers & swords"


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Potential Titles: Effie [Waller] Smith

The relics of the dying year - Effie Smith "December Snow"

The darkest tragedies of time - Effie Smith "Historic Ground"

Though unnamed in human records - Effie Smith "Historic Ground"

In paths of duty - Effie Smith "If Christ Should Come"

The test of eternity - Effie Smith "If Christ Should Come"

To no mortal eye revealed - Effie Smith "If Christ Should Come"

Grief's long protest and despair - Effie Smith "A Mountain Graveyard"

To drifts of glowing death - Effie Smith "October"

Some starlike aspiration to attain - Effie Smith "The Recompense"

As if death were the hardest battle - Effie Smith "The Test"

Were planted not in vain - Effie Smith "Thanksgiving"

Where love shall be complete - Effie Smith "Thanksgiving"

Awaits us at the end - Effie Smith "Thanksgiving"

Facing the looked-for dawn - Effie Smith "Toward Sunrise"

All our faithless fear - Effie Smith "Under Roofs"

And from human hearts erased - Effie Smith "When a Hundred Years Have Passed"

Give strength to hearts unborn - Effie Smith "When a Hundred Years Have Passed"

With trembling light - Effie Waller Smith "At the Grave of the Forgotten"

Had traveled darksome ways - Effie Waller Smith "At the Grave of the Forgotten"

As a friend long desired - Effie Waller Smith "At the Grave of the Forgotten"

Lights earth's tears - Effie Waller Smith "The Rainbow"

Truth's rich and deathless blue - Effie Waller Smith "The Rainbow"


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Potential Titles: Hope Anita Smith

After the first disappointment - Hope Anita Smith "Give Me an 'M'"

A puzzle that no longer has a map - Hope Anita Smith "Instructions on How to Lose a Mother"

Wade through your tears - Hope Anita Smith "Instructions on How to Lose a Mother"

My heart rumbles like thunder - Hope Anita Smith "Memory"

Like I'm some kind of present - Hope Anita Smith "Momma"

In the library of her head - Hope Anita Smith "My Mother's Rule Book"

Like a small stone against her back - Hope Anita Smith "Sleepover"

Over the walls of my heart - Hope Anita Smith "Sleuthing"

Who lifts me out of sorrow - Hope Anita Smith "Superheroes"

A sea of loving phrases - Hope Anita Smith "Words"

Wrap each word and hold it - Hope Anita Smith "Words"


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Potential Titles: Lyz Soto

Even your limbs become invention - Lyz Soto "Today I Am Full of Birds"

Diminished to a hush of keratin and collagen - Lyz Soto "Today I Am Full of Birds"

This bird once shook the forest - Lyz Soto "Today I Am Full of Birds"

With no new skin to shelter - Lyz Soto "Today I Am Full of Birds"

Quiet these too loud bones - Lyz Soto "Today I Am Full of Birds"

Know the song struggling in your throat - Lyz Soto "Today I Am Full of Birds"

Before we severed our own wings - Lyz Soto "Today I Am Full of Birds"


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Potential Titles: Saadi

Many fleet horses perish on the road - Saadi "A Certain Man" transl. by Coleman Barks

Sick with struggles against fate - Saadi "Guardians" transl. by E.B. Eastwick

At the approach of destiny's decree - Saadi "Guardians" transl. by E.B. Eastwick

Be humble like the dust - Saadi "In Connection with Humility" transl. by Mirza Aqil-Husain

That even Satan was ashamed - Saadi "Jesus and the Sinner" transl. by W.C. Mackinnon

A crow in the cage with a parrot - Saadi "They Put a Crow in the Cage" transl. by Coleman Barks


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Potential Titles: Patricia Smith

A machine's steel tear - Patricia Smith "Boy Dies, Girlfriend Gets His Heart"

Reluctant hosannas - Patricia Smith "Building Nicole's Mama"

Numb to our bloodied histories - Patricia Smith "Building Nicole's Mama"

Questions in the swirled sky - Patricia Smith "The Dawn of Luther B's Best Day"

Blunt slivers of larger promises - Patricia Smith "8 a.m., Sunday. August 28, 2005"

Toward separate songs - Patricia Smith "The End of a Marriage"

How dare the water belittle my thirst - Patricia Smith "5 p.m., Tuesday, August 23, 2005"

A crime behind my teeth - Patricia Smith "5 p.m., Tuesday, August 23, 2005"

Console myself with small furies - Patricia Smith "5 p.m., Tuesday, August 23, 2005"

Unravel the world for no reason - Patricia Smith "5 p.m., Thursday, August 25, 2005"

Croon in every screeching hue - Patricia Smith "5 p.m., Thursday, August 25, 2005"

Shadow in everyone's throat - Patricia Smith "Gettin' His Twang On"

Dripping the repeated roses - Patricia Smith "Giving Birth to Soldiers"

Scrubbed clean of war - Patricia Smith "Giving Birth to Soldiers"

Toward rumored sun - Patricia Smith "Inconvenient"

First generation brick - Patricia Smith "It Had the Beat Inevitable"

A reason to crave shelter - Patricia Smith "Katrina"

Could shine above hurting - Patricia Smith "Listening at the Door"

Something worse than rain - Patricia Smith "Man on the TV Say"

Irritated by the moon - Patricia Smith "Mississippi's Legs"

Grateful for the sleeping sun - Patricia Smith "Mississippi's Legs"

Of heat and no stars - Patricia Smith "Mississippi's Legs"

Long cool wisps of glimmer - Patricia Smith "Mississippi's Legs"

Patched with prayer and dust - Patricia Smith "Now He's an Etching"

Dawn tangled with my dust - Patricia Smith "Only Everything I Own"

Any sentence the sun chants - Patricia Smith "Prologue-- And Then She Owns You"

The color stunning your tongue - Patricia Smith "Prologue-- And Then She Owns You"

Pretends to remember to be listening - Patricia Smith "Prologue-- And Then She Owns You"

And makes you drink rain - Patricia Smith "Prologue-- And Then She Owns You"

Thick with lying - Patricia Smith "Remembering to Sing"

Earthquakes that grew pliant - Patricia Smith "Sacrifice"

The poet's slow remembering hands - Patricia Smith "Sacrifice"

Into a thousand skins - Patricia Smith "Siblings"

Against a city's flat face - Patricia Smith "Siblings"

Flailing on a wronged ocean - Patricia Smith "Siblings"

Aware of the weight again - Patricia Smith "Speak Now, Or Forever, Hold Your Peace"

And blood-frosted cake - Patricia Smith "Speak Now, Or Forever, Hold Your Peace"

Hallows your blind obsession - Patricia Smith "Speak Now, Or Forever, Hold Your Peace"

Bewaring that gate again - Patricia Smith "Speak Now, Or Forever, Hold Your Peace"

Blue enough to rouse ancestors - Patricia Smith "Speak Now, Or Forever, Hold Your Peace"

When the sacrament cools - Patricia Smith "Speak Now, Or Forever, Hold Your Peace"

Cling to the potential in the dark - Patricia Smith "The Sun, Mad Envious, Just Wants the Moon"

Streets so bare they grow voices - Patricia Smith "The Sun, Mad Envious, Just Wants the Moon"

Beguiled by the moon's lunatic luster - Patricia Smith "The Sun, Mad Envious, Just Wants the Moon"

Its most mapless lost cause - Patricia Smith "The Sun, Mad Envious, Just Wants the Moon"

Besieges me with bright - Patricia Smith "The Sun, Mad Envious, Just Wants the Moon"

Harbingers of hard wisdoms - Patricia Smith "10 Ways to Get Ray Charles and Ronald Reagan into the Same Poem"

The dim wattage of time - Patricia Smith "10 Ways to Get Ray Charles and Ronald Reagan into the Same Poem"

But the heart can't see - Patricia Smith "10 Ways to Get Ray Charles and Ronald Reagan into the Same Poem"

The roots of thirst - Patricia Smith "10 Ways to Get Ray Charles and Ronald Reagan into the Same Poem"

Thanks to the loud religion of wind - Patricia Smith "To Little Black Girls, Risking Flower"

Risk lurks in every inch of soil - Patricia Smith "To Little Black Girls, Risking Flower"

To unfurl, terrify, sparkle with damage - Patricia Smith "To Little Black Girls, Risking Flower"

Merely a million angels - Patricia Smith "To 3, No One in the Place"

A steady tongue and half a dream - Patricia Smith "To 3, No One in the Place"

The lie I've decided to hear - Patricia Smith "To 3, No One in the Place"

Turn your beseeching to vapor - Patricia Smith "Up on the Roof"

Too thin to hold tomorrow back - Patricia Smith "Voodoo II: Money"

The insistent perfume of plain water - Patricia Smith "Voodoo VIII: Spiritual Cleansing & Blessing"

Threaded with lightning and hurt - Patricia Smith "Voodoo VIII: Spiritual Cleansing & Blessing"

Scared barren at your very notion - Patricia Smith "What Betsy Has to Say"

To feed your ravenous eye - Patricia Smith "What Betsy Has to Say"

But secure in bone - Patricia Smith "What Was the First Sound"

Wind found its color - Patricia Smith "What Was the First Sound"

Of fevers unleashed - Patricia Smith "The World Won't Wait"


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Potential Titles: Nwuguru Chidiebere Sullivan

Where skyscrapers are just inches away from the ground - Nwuguru Chidiebere Sullivan "Gosh, It's Too Beautiful to Exist Briefly in a Parallel Planet"

Curtailed by the ever-growing Christmas trees - Nwuguru Chidiebere Sullivan "Gosh, It's Too Beautiful to Exist Briefly in a Parallel Planet"

The ruin in telling the truth - Nwuguru Chidiebere Sullivan "Gosh, It's Too Beautiful to Exist Briefly in a Parallel Planet"

Our cosmos is growing into a bright castle - Nwuguru Chidiebere Sullivan "Gosh, It's Too Beautiful to Exist Briefly in a Parallel Planet"

Must not always beautify wreckage - Nwuguru Chidiebere Sullivan "Gosh, It's Too Beautiful to Exist Briefly in a Parallel Planet"


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Potential Titles: Karen Solie

Songs that gave us bad idea - Karen Solie "The Trees in Riverdale Park"

The seeds of a mythology - Karen Solie "The Trees in Riverdale Park"

And the gift of the periphery - Karen Solie "The Trees in Riverdale Park"

Cast no discernible light - Karen Solie "The Trees in Riverdale Park"

How the outlines of loss might gradually alter - Karen Solie "The Trees in Riverdale Park"


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Potential Titles: Sanai

A crown made of this visible sky - Sanai "Energetic Work" transl. by Coleman Barks

To grow a garden on the ruins - Sanai "The Time Needed" transl. by Coleman Barks

Error begins with duality - Sanai "The Walled Garden of Truth" [selections] transl. by D. Pendleton

Unity knows no error - Sanai "The Walled Garden of Truth" [selections] transl. by D. Pendleton

Polishing the mirror of your heart - Sanai "The Walled Garden of Truth" [selections] transl. by D. Pendleton

Polished free of the rust of hypocrisy - Sanai "The Walled Garden of Truth" [selections] transl. by D. Pendleton

Drink a cup of wine in this ruined house - Sanai "The Walled Garden of Truth" [selections] transl. by D. Pendleton

Leave this house of vagabonds - Sanai "The Walled Garden of Truth" [selections] transl. by D. Pendleton

Until you throw your sword away - Sanai "The Walled Garden of Truth" [selections] transl. by D. Pendleton

Never stand still on the path - Sanai "The Walled Garden of Truth" [selections] transl. by D. Pendleton

Brought nothing back but foam - Sanai "The Walled Garden of Truth" [selections] transl. by D. Pendleton


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Potential Titles: Blaize Kelly Strothers

For desperados and bleached bones - Blaize Kelly Strothers "The West Is Dead"

Hawk-eyed hunters of solace - Blaize Kelly Strothers "The West Is Dead"

Decades of dry winds that whisper once - Blaize Kelly Strothers "The West Is Dead"

Whisper once into the heart of the agave - Blaize Kelly Strothers "The West Is Dead"

The sun that still rises and the dead that stay dead - Blaize Kelly Strothers "The West Is Dead"

Do we not bloom after lying in wait - Blaize Kelly Strothers "The West Is Dead"

Life and death and the brave who walk between - Blaize Kelly Strothers "The West Is Dead"

Who shake off our fates to grasp again at life - Blaize Kelly Strothers "The West Is Dead"


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Potential Titles: Gary Soto

Champions of their own dreams - Gary Soto "Australia Backwoods"

The strawberry of a good-bye kiss - Gary Soto "California Geography"

Lift their heads to rumor - Gary Soto "Falling in the Presence of Ants"

Rested to view the ruins - Gary Soto "How I Got to Walk Down Six Thousand Feet Barefoot"

Our shadows struggling to keep up - Gary Soto "Itching to Travel"

Could sell my smile - Gary Soto "The Mona Lisa"

The stars squeezing their icy light - Gary Soto "Professional Goals"

When our roads converged - Gary Soto "The Road Not Taken... in Peru"

Wiser from traveling both roads - Gary Soto "The Road Not Taken... in Peru"

A sweet lie in the cold, cold air - Gary Soto "San Francisco Fog"


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Potential Titles: Diane Seuss

Bogs churning with bullfrogs - Diane Seuss "Curl"

Outside the old pickle shop - Diane Seuss "Curl"

Turned into carnations for parade floats - Diane Seuss "Folk Song"

Caskets filled with black feathers - Diane Seuss "Folk Song"

Let me resurrect beyond the bracken - Diane Seuss "Folk Song"

From the mouth of a wax museum troubadour - Diane Seuss "Folk Song"

Maybe all arrive in their own time - Diane Seuss "Gertrude Stein"

The milkweeds splitting at the seams - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

The wings and hollow bones of a damp bird - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

Fugitive cows known for escaping - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

Known for escaping their borders - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

Fields of needles arranged into flowers - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

Their sharp ends meeting at the center - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

Fluttering skirts of opium poppies - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

Nests in the crooks of their granite limbs - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

And rabbits that are mystics - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

And moons never stay put - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

The ones that scream to announce themselves - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

Until their black feathers are edged in gold - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

Little gods and devils trying out their wings - Diane Seuss "I Have Lived My Whole Life in a Painting Called Paradise"

A paradise of vagaries - Diane Seuss "I Look Up from My Book and Out at the World through Reading Glasses"

Leashed with a measure of anchor rope - Diane Seuss "Jesus, with his cup"

An exile in a self-made skiff - Diane Seuss "Nature, Which Cannot Be Driven To"

In the middle of a tortured sea - Diane Seuss "Nature, Which Cannot Be Driven To"

Nature is what you have done to it - Diane Seuss "Nature, Which Cannot Be Driven To"

Stripping the pods from garden peas in the suburbs - Diane Seuss "Nature, Which Cannot Be Driven To"

A number of which will legitimize their presence - Diane Seuss "Nature, Which Cannot Be Driven To"

Rabbits leap in patterns across boulevards - Diane Seuss "Nature, Which Cannot Be Driven To"

That has evolved toward wickedness - Diane Seuss "Nature, Which Cannot Be Driven To"

As they disappear through the tunnel of flowers - Diane Seuss "Nature, Which Cannot Be Driven To"

Telling you my particular troubles - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

Value in comparing notes - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

I have no prescriptions for you - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

The particular nature and tenor of the energy - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

The energy of our trouble - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

I'm capable of hallucination - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

Teetering into platitudes - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

Truth is the raw material of wisdom - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

A shot of whiskey without embellishment - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

Truth lays bare the broken bone - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

Dangerous to approach such a question - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

Invent new mechanisms of caring - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

A degree of seeing through time - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

Male poets of the lavishly grotesque - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

Those content with stale orthodoxies - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

The bedside of the dying world - Diane Seuss "Poetry"

An arrow without a target - Diane Seuss "Silence Is So Accurate, Rothko Wrote"

Silence has its own roar - Diane Seuss "Silence Is So Accurate, Rothko Wrote"

Alert to what silence has to offer - Diane Seuss "Silence Is So Accurate, Rothko Wrote"

Sadness shapes the landscape - Diane Seuss "Silence Is So Accurate, Rothko Wrote"

Some sweet but dangerous morsel - Diane Seuss "Silence Is So Accurate, Rothko Wrote"

Remember the black cherries' gleam - Diane Seuss "Six Unrhymed Sonnets"

Respond only to the absolute present tense - Diane Seuss "Six Unrhymed Sonnets"

The barn swallows' sharp flight and cry - Diane Seuss "Six Unrhymed Sonnets"

The luxury of emptiness or peace - Diane Seuss "Six Unrhymed Sonnets"

The mind like a jackrabbit bounding - Diane Seuss "Six Unrhymed Sonnets"

Hair tonics by color like a spectrum - Diane Seuss "Six Unrhymed Sonnets"

Mountains of oyster shells gleaming silver - Diane Seuss "Six Unrhymed Sonnets"

Opened milkweed with no agenda - Diane Seuss "Six Unrhymed Sonnets"

Using the Black Sea as a mirror - Diane Seuss "Song in My Heart"

Unexceptional as a rain gauge - Diane Seuss "There is a force that breaks the body"

Joy, which is also a dishsoap - Diane Seuss "There is a force that breaks the body"

Irony being the flip side of sentimentality - Diane Seuss "There is a force that breaks the body"

Ironing out the kinks in despair - Diane Seuss "There is a force that breaks the body"

The beauty of a mass of chrysanthemums - Diane Seuss "[Things feel partial. My love for things is partial. Mikel on his last legs, covered]"

Even the molecule I allowed myself to feel - Diane Seuss "[Things feel partial. My love for things is partial. Mikel on his last legs, covered]"

The yarrow-edged side roads we walked barefoot - Diane Seuss "Toad"

Part of the road's story - Diane Seuss "Toad"

Wanting a transfusion of the reader's life blood - Diane Seuss "Toad"

The seam of its mouth glued shut - Diane Seuss "Toad"

Respite risks entrapment - Diane Seuss "Weeds"

The sweet smell of weeds - Diane Seuss "Weeds"


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Potential Titles: Leonora Speyer

Mixed with wild-rose and honeysuckle - Leonora Speyer "Abrigada"

The silver magic in the trees - Leonora Speyer "Abrigada"

Spinning her wild white thread - Leonora Speyer "Abrigada"

Their brief victories of dusk and dawn - Leonora Speyer "Abrigada"

And stumble toward the stars - Leonora Speyer "Abrigada"

Where all may pass who pay their toll - Leonora Speyer "Ballad of a Lost House"

Leave the chicory where it stands - Leonora Speyer "Bavarian Roadside"

If your hunger crave for blue - Leonora Speyer "Bavarian Roadside"

Then strap my wings to your feet - Leonora Speyer "Cantares"

Suffer the moths to singe their wings - Leonora Speyer "Cantares"

Lurking shapes that give no sign of rising - Leonora Speyer "Deep Sea Fishing"

Breaks the line along the failing tide - Leonora Speyer "Deep Sea Fishing"

Out of my sorrow I'll build a stair - Leonora Speyer "Duet (I sing with myself)"

Carry my pack of aches and stings - Leonora Speyer "Duet (I sing with myself)"

The music of your cruelties - Leonora Speyer "Enigma"

To sound the silent skies - Leonora Speyer "Enigma"

With pain’s leaping ember - Leonora Speyer "Enigma"

Roistering down the centuries - Leonora Speyer "Fiddler's Farewell"

Yet deep enough to drown - Leonora Speyer "Fiddler's Farewell"

Tattered music trailing on the ground - Leonora Speyer "Fiddler's Farewell"

Choirs of taut tuned strings - Leonora Speyer "Fiddler's Farewell"

This unbarred stronghold of sweet gold - Leonora Speyer "Fiddler's Farewell"

Kindle their numb and awful apathy - Leonora Speyer "Fiddler's Farewell"

Measured wisdom of wide symphonies - Leonora Speyer "Fiddler's Farewell"

In your bleak eyes is the memory - Leonora Speyer "Gulls"

In the sea's ebbing cradles - Leonora Speyer "Gulls"

The mocking echo of woman's weeping - Leonora Speyer "Gulls"

Along the ledges of sun-lacquered hours - Leonora Speyer "King's Garden"

Hidden, as are the hands of gods - Leonora Speyer "King's Garden"

Stole his eyes because they shone - Leonora Speyer "Kleptomaniac"

Stole the journeys of his heart - Leonora Speyer "Kleptomaniac"

Stole his anger and his scorn - Leonora Speyer "Kleptomaniac"

Glad of such plunder to be rid - Leonora Speyer "Kleptomaniac"

A small, pointed flame of sound - Leonora Speyer "The Locust"

On the ecstatic edge of sunbeams - Leonora Speyer "The Locust"

A horse-shoe rusts above the door - Leonora Speyer "New England Cottage"

That guard their dreams like sentinels - Leonora Speyer "New England Cottage"

Slow-withering stick and stone - Leonora Speyer "New England Cottage"

Oak flesh that fades on iron bone - Leonora Speyer "New England Cottage"

Plucked a flame from off a tree - Leonora Speyer "October Trees"

An unanswered crying turned to stone - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Granite beneath the glare of hostile spaces - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Reckons the rhythm of centuries - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Recounts these careless wonders - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Sea-weed on the surface of the air - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Under the iron wheels that lift us - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Scatters flowers from an ample garden - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Along the black cliffs of the sky - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

That wears this hour like a crown - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Making a prison of the world - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Because of mountains in my heart - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Although he fall a thousand times - Leonora Speyer "Of Mountains"

Pause upon the threshold's rust - Leonora Speyer "Protest in Passing"

Bleak winter in their frosty eyes - Leonora Speyer "Sand-Pipings: For a Spring Day"

Along the rim of an exhausted sea - Leonora Speyer "Sand-Pipings: Storm's End"

Strange winds directed my poor aim - Leonora Speyer "Saul! Saul!"

And taught the adolescent Serpent how to hiss - Leonora Speyer "The Story as I Understand It"

How the apple-boughs are twisted in their pain - Leonora Speyer "The Story as I Understand It"

Weighed down with many a red-cheeked little Cain - Leonora Speyer "The Story as I Understand It"

To make their surer paradise of tears - Leonora Speyer "The Story as I Understand It"

In the Garden is a hallowed emptiness of laws - Leonora Speyer "The Story as I Understand It"

That none shall ever bless or break - Leonora Speyer "The Story as I Understand It"

Through a divine monotony of Spring on spring - Leonora Speyer "The Story as I Understand It"

Bruised from battered jetty and sea-wall - Leonora Speyer "This City Wind"

Drowning in dreams as bitter and as deep - Leonora Speyer "This City Wind"

Jonah wept within the whale - Leonora Speyer "To a Song of Sappho discovered in Egypt"

Under the brown banks of the Nile - Leonora Speyer "To a Song of Sappho discovered in Egypt"

From the seven strands of the small harp - Leonora Speyer "To a Song of Sappho discovered in Egypt"

Along strange winds your petals blew - Leonora Speyer "To a Song of Sappho discovered in Egypt"

Love has a hundred gentle ends - Leonora Speyer "Two Passionate Ones Part"


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Potential Titles: A.E. Stallings

A curtain near a candle - A.E. Stallings "Accident Waiting to Happen"

Nothing is more permanent than the temporary - A.E. Stallings "After a Greek Proverb"

Nostalgia and tear gas have the same acrid smack - A.E. Stallings "After a Greek Proverb"

We stash bones in the closet when we don't have time - A.E. Stallings "After a Greek Proverb"

Coming to terms with the night - A.E. Stallings "Another Bedtime Story"

Divided by their eloquence - A.E. Stallings "The Argument"

A patient art, knapped from a core of flint - A.E. Stallings "Arrowhead Hunting"

At the frontier of his music - A.E. Stallings "Blackbird Etude"

The blackbird sings at the frontier of his music - A.E. Stallings "Blackbird Etude"

Marks the brink of doubt - A.E. Stallings "Blackbird Etude"

Glad here at the border - A.E. Stallings "Blackbird Etude"

Found out by gravity - A.E. Stallings "The Boatman to Psyche, on the River Styx"

The river of wrath - A.E. Stallings "The Boatman to Psyche, on the River Styx"

Only stopped clocks and no reflections - A.E. Stallings "The Boatman to Psyche, on the River Styx"

Smoke's reputation - A.E. Stallings "Burned"

Fetched up from the weeds of the drowned - A.E. Stallings "The Catch"

Our fashioning that will have no brother - A.E. Stallings "The Catch"

The rude democracy of bone - A.E. Stallings "The Cenotaph"

The barrow of the buried year - A.E. Stallings "The Compost Heap"

The hour of broken luck - A.E. Stallings "Country Song"

Through my tributary veins - A.E. Stallings "Country Song"

Takes a twisted mind, a puzzled art - A.E. Stallings "Daedal"

A fractal branching of mistakes - A.E. Stallings "Daedal"

The spirit level, sacred chart - A.E. Stallings "Daedal"

That snakes and ladders to its shaky start - A.E. Stallings "Daedal"

An average mazing of mistakes - A.E. Stallings "Daedal"

Dead ends that seem like lucky breaks - A.E. Stallings "Daedal"

Through limestone caverns of mistakes - A.E. Stallings "Daedal"

Orpheus struck dumb with hindsight - A.E. Stallings "Dead Language Lesson"

An agony past all correction - A.E. Stallings "Dead Language Lesson"

Always losing the scent when it crosses the Styx - A.E. Stallings "The Dogdom of the Dead"

Wind skinning itself in the trees - A.E. Stallings "The Dogdom of the Dead"

Ungrateful creatures with their own lives - A.E. Stallings "The Dogdom of the Dead"

Stray back into the moonlight and other kitchens - A.E. Stallings "The Dogdom of the Dead"

In the attic of forgotten shapes - A.E. Stallings "The Doll House"

Amongst the smells of mothballs and cigars - A.E. Stallings "The Doll House"

Out of the body's loom - A.E. Stallings "The Dress of One Occasion"

Drinks it down with a glass of gin - A.E. Stallings "Drinking Song"

The haunted rooms obey - A.E. Stallings "The Eldest Sister to Psyche"

Hears nothing but the white vowels of the wind - A.E. Stallings "Epic Simile"

Wind brushing through stands of spears - A.E. Stallings "Epic Simile"

Leaps away like luck, over rapid water - A.E. Stallings "Epic Simile"

Always was a matter of revision - A.E. Stallings "Eurydice's Footnote"

The first rough draft of history or legend - A.E. Stallings "Eurydice's Footnote"

Refracts discreet components of a beauty - A.E. Stallings "Eurydice's Footnote"

Fix them in some still more perfect order - A.E. Stallings "Eurydice's Footnote"

Where things can be reinvented no longer - A.E. Stallings "Eurydice's Footnote"

A red eye at the telescope's far tapering - A.E. Stallings "Eurydice's Footnote"

Speaking with 100 iron tongues - A.E. Stallings "Eurydice's Footnote"

A dim nimbus on my head - A.E. Stallings "Evil Eye"

Forget the failed rehearsals of a mirth - A.E. Stallings "Evil Eye"

We walk out like shadows of a doubt - A.E. Stallings "Evil Eye"

Into the changed look of the afternoon - A.E. Stallings "Evil Eye"

Vanished at the sound of voices - A.E. Stallings "Extinction of Silence"

The circular argument of time - A.E. Stallings "Failure"

Who's always promising and walking out - A.E. Stallings "Failure"

Nothing in your pockets but your fists - A.E. Stallings "Failure"

From a row of identical masks - A.E. Stallings "Fairy-Tale Logic"

Select the prince from a row of identical masks - A.E. Stallings "Fairy-tale Logic"

Gather the chin hairs of a man-eating goat - A.E. Stallings "Fairy-tale Logic"

Cross a sulphuric lake in a leaky boat - A.E. Stallings "Fairy-tale Logic"

Count dust specks, mote by mote - A.E. Stallings "Fairy-tale Logic"

Something impossible up your sleeve - A.E. Stallings "Fairy-tale Logic"

Breaks the spell of the ancient, numbered hours - A.E. Stallings "First Miracle"

In the Museum of Sorrow stand - A.E. Stallings "Funereal Stelae: Kerameikos, Athens"

Travels by dead reckoning - A.E. Stallings "The Ghost Ship"

For the sound of insomnia - A.E. Stallings "Handbook of the Foley Artist"

The sound of a broken heart - A.E. Stallings "Handbook of the Foley Artist"

Nudging towards the brinks - A.E. Stallings "Hangup"

Assemble the lost borders - A.E. Stallings "Jigsaw Puzzles"

Restore the fractured world - A.E. Stallings "Jigsaw Puzzles"

Zither of chromatic scale - A.E. Stallings "Momentary"

I only recognize her going - A.E. Stallings "Momentary"

Your forebear was the sack of winds - A.E. Stallings "The Mother's Loathing of Balloons"

The boon that gives and then rescinds - A.E. Stallings "The Mother's Loathing of Balloons"

The force that blows everyone off course - A.E. Stallings "The Mother's Loathing of Balloons"

Marooning all you've left behind - A.E. Stallings "The Mother's Loathing of Balloons"

Pickled in a vat of tears - A.E. Stallings "Olives"

The slow chromatics of a bruise - A.E. Stallings "Olives"

In treasuries of oil - A.E. Stallings "Olives"

Full of the golden past - A.E. Stallings "Olives"

The sun's great warship - A.E. Stallings "On Visiting a Borrowed Country House in Arcadia"

Opening the blank future like a letter - A.E. Stallings "Prelude"

The vertigo of possibility - A.E. Stallings "Prelude"

As the oboe lights the pure torch - A.E. Stallings "Prelude"

Torn ticket in my hand - A.E. Stallings "Prelude"

And corners of the room go prismed - A.E. Stallings "Prelude"

Must discharge a freighted heart - A.E. Stallings "Prelude"

When cellos shoulder the tune - A.E. Stallings "Prelude"

The ambered afternoon slanting through motes of dust - A.E. Stallings "Prelude"

The coal fire cherished by the bellows - A.E. Stallings "The Rosehead Nail"

And crowns utility with rose - A.E. Stallings "The Rosehead Nail"

Likewise props up scarecrow silences - A.E. Stallings "Sestina: Like"

Not just buying time on credit - A.E. Stallings "Sestina: Like"

Exertion draws the mind from hope - A.E. Stallings "Sisyphus"

The quirk of hope in recurrent nightmares - A.E. Stallings "Sisyphus"

The luck of all the draws is the weight of stone - A.E. Stallings "Sisyphus"

Real as a bitter orange - A.E. Stallings "Sublunary"

Some shy, unbidden happiness - A.E. Stallings "Telephonophobia"

Or sing them for spite - A.E. Stallings "Triolet on a Line Apocryphally Ascribed to Martin Luther"

Wearing decay like diadems - A.E. Stallings "Tulips"

A sorrow you call teeth - A.E. Stallings "Two Nursery Rhymes: Lullaby and Rebuttal"

The warm, white oblivion of sleep - A.E. Stallings "Two Nursery Rhymes: Lullaby and Rebuttal"

Light as an exile's suitcase - A.E. Stallings "Two Violins"

Choices that we didn't make and never wanted - A.E. Stallings "Whethering"


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Potential Titles: Edward S. Steele

Would turn the eyes of Nero green - Edward S. Steele "Armenia Immolata"

Your feuds shall suffer no abate - Edward S. Steele "Armenia Immolata"

Accords of jealous interest - Edward S. Steele "Armenia Immolata"

That for a warrior sends a scribe - Edward S. Steele "Armenia Immolata"

Where common justice rules the mind - Edward S. Steele "Armenia Immolata"

The stars out of their courses went - Edward S. Steele "Armenia Immolata"

Or take the curse from off thy soul - Edward S. Steele "Armenia Immolata"

And love offended lights a fire - Edward S. Steele "Armenia Immolata"

Force in name of justice spent - Edward S. Steele "Armenia Immolata"


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Potential Titles: George Sterling

On wings that feared no wind - George Sterling "The Aeroplane"

Only the brook can tell - George Sterling "After the Storm"

Crimson fingers lift a crimson grain - George Sterling "Aftermath"

No word but peace - George Sterling "Afternoon"

A timeless vision and a ghostly fire - George Sterling "Afterward (BtB)"

She dreams in silver - George Sterling "Aldebaran at Dusk"

Brim with light the blue estates - George Sterling "Aldebaran at Dusk"

The purple wings of Night - George Sterling "Aldebaran at Dusk"

Lone and everlasting rose of light - George Sterling "Aldebaran at Dusk"

Broke loose to a remoter sky - George Sterling "The Altar Flame"

Upon this iron world - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

Defy time and its hidden lords - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

To watch with compensating eyes - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

All too wild for speech - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

The blaze of peaceless stars - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

Whose ancient salt is in our blood - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

Each elder tree a king - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

Menaced by invading fire - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

On the tides of peril drawn - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

The sky-line's crimson harbors - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

Those last red relics of departing light - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

A chant of giants heard afar - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

White as the moon's cold hands - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

Crouched like silent foes - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

Like winds that have no home - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

The portent and the veil - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

With names of battle-thunder - George Sterling "Altars of Victory"

Mounds of immortal dust - George Sterling "Altars of Victory"

In shining courts of wonder - George Sterling "Altars of Victory"

Emerald beacons from the night - George Sterling "The Apothecary's"

Myrrh of splendid swoons - George Sterling "The Apothecary's"

Past the green and scarlet moons - George Sterling "The Apothecary's"

Each hath his mercy - George Sterling "The Apothecary's"

Each a certain law - George Sterling "The Apothecary's"

Shall haunt you in the house of Peace - George Sterling "The Apothecary's"

Time's accusing record unerased - George Sterling "As It Was in the Beginning"

In memory's regretful night - George Sterling "At Dusk"

The moments purchased by despair - George Sterling "At Midnight"

The sun upon its crimson pyre - George Sterling "At Sunset"

Nor altars builded to Oblivion - George Sterling "At the Grand Canyon"

Where Titan hosts have warred - George Sterling "At the Grand Canyon"

Eternally intones its woe - George Sterling "At the Grave of Serra"

In an age of infamy and gold - George Sterling "At the Grave of Serra"

Shall she find her wages also death? - George Sterling "At the Grave of Serra"

Beauty for a moth's desire - George Sterling "At the Grave of Serra"

By the bitter years withdrawn - George Sterling "At the Lily's Heart"

To give thy mouth its flame - George Sterling "Atthan Dances"

What star of Time forsakes her - George Sterling "Autumn"

On the ways of dream I go - George Sterling "Autumn (StC)"

Lonely in her golden glow - George Sterling "Autumn (StC)"

Secret with the homeless wind - George Sterling "Autumn (StC)"

And all my memory is made thy throne - George Sterling "Autumn (StC)"

Like a tear of everlasting dew - George Sterling "Autumn (StC)"

Between blazing cliffs of light - George Sterling "Ballad of the Bells"

Up to her knees in scarlet foam - George Sterling "Ballad of the Grapes"

Like scarlet domes of Avalon - George Sterling "Beauty Afar"

The sorrow of Time's laughter - George Sterling "Beauty and Truth"

With tears of bitter light - George Sterling "Beauty and Truth"

Made sister to the wordless wind - George Sterling "Before Dawn"

The narrow path of joy - George Sterling "Before Dawn"

Half sorrow and half peace - George Sterling "Beneath the Redwoods"

To the twilight of the bitter sands - George Sterling "Betrayal"

Who shall grapple with lions - George Sterling "Beyond the Breakers"

Ran like dragons driven by gods - George Sterling "Beyond the Breakers"

Between the thunder and the sun - George Sterling “The Black Vulture”

The silence of the sky - George Sterling “The Black Vulture”

Above the caldrons of the storm - George Sterling "The Black Vulture"

Wreathing her forehead with a scarlet vine - George Sterling "Blue Ranges"

And pride of guarding flame - George Sterling "Caeli Enarrant"

Past the crystal thresholds of the dawn - George Sterling "The Caged Eagle"

All the scarlet buried in the bud - George Sterling "California"

Timeless thrones of snow - George Sterling "California"

And all his mind took fire - George Sterling "A Character"

Like a wind some hidden world put forth - George Sterling "A Character"

The abrupt ferocities of chance - George Sterling "A Character"

Honey from illusion's stinging hive - George Sterling "A Character"

Sorrow and Art made Love - George Sterling "A Character"

A troop of royal sunsets - George Sterling "A Character"

Where golden altars fume - George Sterling "The Chariots of Dawn"

Stars that pass in alien fire - George Sterling "Charles Warren Stoddard"

Lit his garden with a lamp of gold - George Sterling "Charles Warren Stoddard"

Ocean's thunder unsubdued - George Sterling "The City and the Silence"

With the amber of afterglow - George Sterling "The City and the Silence"

From headlands of celestial gold - George Sterling "The City of Music"

Go winged with crystal fire - George Sterling "The Common Cult"

Of golden shadows in our dream - George Sterling "Compensation"

To see the sun drip gold - George Sterling "Confession"

Shorn of dreams and free of thirst - George Sterling "The Cynic"

Lilies of celestial gold - George Sterling "Dawn from a Western Mountain"

Thy doom upon the poisoned wind - George Sterling "The Day of Decision (CE)"

With grey, demoniac breath - George Sterling "The Death of Circe"

The music of forgotten dreams - George Sterling "The Directory"

Regret for every fallen leaf - George Sterling "Discord"

Rose whose thorn is ecstasy - George Sterling "Doubt and Worship"

On tombs where Time lay dead - George Sterling "A Dream of Fear"

To whisper what their roots had found - George Sterling "A Dream of Fear"

The menace of infinity constrained - George Sterling "A Dream of Fear"

And clangor of ascending chains - George Sterling "A Dream of Fear"

A skull that glared upon the stars - George Sterling "The Dream of Wilhelm II"

The crimson fountains of the dawn - George Sterling "Duandon"

Till drawn by some new sorrow - George Sterling "Duandon"

From kingdoms of the sapphire vast - George Sterling "Duandon"

And ancient as the air - George Sterling "Duandon"

Nor all the stars' invincible array - George Sterling "Duandon"

From broadest tapestries of foam - George Sterling "Duandon"

A scarlet shell before his feet - George Sterling "Duandon"

Whose fragile dome is crimson - George Sterling "Duandon"

By violet foam at twilight tost - George Sterling "Duandon"

The voice of Heaven's whitest star - George Sterling "Duandon"

Twin stars above those azure ways - George Sterling "Duandon"

A foam-white arm that beckoned once - George Sterling "Duandon"

In silver webs had snared the sea - George Sterling "Duandon"

Before his doom-bewildered eyes - George Sterling "Duandon"

Saw the sapphire fields of ocean blaze - George Sterling "Duandon"

The turquoise battlements of noon - George Sterling "Duandon"

As twilight mixed its purple - George Sterling "Duandon"

Sunset, like a golden blade - George Sterling "Duandon"

Grey as with oblivion - George Sterling "Duandon"

From crimson victories of war - George Sterling "Duandon"

One with the reaches of infinity - George Sterling "Duandon"

Altars of the buried sun made red - George Sterling "Duandon"

On waters, grey and lone - George Sterling "Duandon"

Gone like the shadow of a vanished cloud - George Sterling "Duandon"

From azure gulfs to dream - George Sterling "Duandon"

Thunder-chorded surf on yellow sands - George Sterling "Duandon"

Her beacon to a goal divine - George Sterling "Duty"

Face unfaltering the Wrath - George Sterling "Duty"

Anger in oil and stone - George Sterling "Earth Song"

Graven on tendon and bone - George Sterling "Earth Song"

Frontiers of flame and thunder - George Sterling "Earth's Anthem"

A victim of the curse of thought - George Sterling "The Echo and the Quest"

Idle as any song of mine - George Sterling "The Echo and the Quest"

Unmastered still by disbelief - George Sterling "The Echo and the Quest"

On ancient roads of war - George Sterling "England, August 1914"

Be as a rope of sand - George Sterling "England, August 1914"

Where winds of sorrow blow - George Sterling "Evanescence"

The centuries that foster thee - George Sterling "The Evanescent"

Descendent from the starry throng - George Sterling "The Evanescent"

Ruined altars yielding up their fire - George Sterling "The Evanescent City"

With her dust upon the twilight winds - George Sterling "The Evanescent City"

The mournful music of the years - George Sterling "The Fall of the Year"

Exile and a home withheld - George Sterling "The Fall of the Year"

On wizard roads of shadow - George Sterling "Farm of Fools"

Our wingless gold of earth - George Sterling "Farm of Fools"

Pan's hoofprints in the corn - George Sterling "Farm of Fools"

With tinsel crowns put by - George Sterling "The Faun"

Too sad to watch the sky - George Sterling "The Faun"

In thy veins a scarlet venom - George Sterling "The Feast"

A famished star made desperate - George Sterling "Fire of Dreams"

That no memory can sweeten - George Sterling "The First Food"

Peace to thine unforgetting heart - George Sterling "The First Food"

Once mirror to the mountain - George Sterling "The First Born"

And strong to serve the Star - George Sterling "The Fleet"

The whitest beacon on the coasts of Time - George Sterling "The Fleet"

The sea alone hath speech - George Sterling "Forenoon by the Pacific"

And grey disposal of mine art - George Sterling "The Forest Mother"

When the rain has washed the dark - George Sterling "The Forest Mother"

Guardian and serf of that grey house - George Sterling "The Forest Mother"

Who hath strange laughter - George Sterling "The Forty-Third Chapter of Job"

Against the day of thy hope - George Sterling "The Forty-Third Chapter of Job"

Thou takest to thee strange wine - George Sterling "The Forty-Third Chapter of Job"

And the dust as the stars that conceive - George Sterling "The Forty-Third Chapter of Job"

No truce with the day - George Sterling "The Forty-Third Chapter of Job"

The house of death without a door - George Sterling "The Forty-Third Chapter of Job"

Their swords against the abyss - George Sterling "The Forty-Third Chapter of Job"

The dust is troubled for a season - George Sterling "The Forty-Third Chapter of Job"

Where Love's white altars gleam - George Sterling "From Dawn to Dawn"

Rebuild the palace of the night - George Sterling "From Dawn to Dawn"

That sinks upon a lily's breast - George Sterling "From Dawn to Dawn"

No moon nor friendly stars attain - George Sterling "From the Gloom"

The sifted sunlight passed - George Sterling "The Gardens of the Sea"

The azure blaze of scentless flowers - George Sterling "The Gardens of the Sea"

In living stars and blazoned bands - George Sterling "The Gardens of the Sea"

And forms in restless crimson dyed - George Sterling "The Gardens of the Sea"

The lilies of the moon - George Sterling "The Gardens of the Sea"

Like a bead along the thread of light - George Sterling "The Glass of Time"

Shall find the feet of Change are fast - George Sterling "The Gleaner"

Where ashen gardens house the pilgrim sands - George Sterling "The Gleaner"

Alone with anguish and the dark - George Sterling "The Golden Past"

Through sealed, ungiven tears - George Sterling "Good-bye!"

With witness of a light - George Sterling "The Guerdon of the Sun"

Take their symbol from the light - George Sterling "The Guerdon of the Sun"

Based on heaven's blue - George Sterling "The Guerdon of the Sun"

That crown his labor done - George Sterling "The Guerdon of the Sun"

In solitude go free - George Sterling "The Gulls"

The hidden grace of vanished years - George Sterling "Harp-Song"

The only rapture worthy of the cost - George Sterling "Harp-Song"

When today is yesterday - George Sterling "Harp-Song"

Nor mix farewell with prayer - George Sterling "Helen Peterson"

What Time beheld so fair - George Sterling "Helen Peterson"

For now his soul has taken iron - George Sterling "Henri"

And on thy mouth lost roses - George Sterling "Hesperia"

With Heaven a golden mist beyond - George Sterling "Hesperia"

Her poppies dropped in flight - George Sterling "Hesperian"

Had gathered the night's last tear - George Sterling "Hesperian"

Girdled half of a world in gold - George Sterling "Hesperian"

Watched the golden reefs of sunset fade - George Sterling "Hesperian"

Heedless of Time and the jealous stars - George Sterling "Hesperian"

Where the wind ran grey - George Sterling "Hesperian"

Between the sapphire and the pines - George Sterling "Hesperian"

Took an ocean for its harp - George Sterling "Hesperian"

Have seen your scarlet over a setting sun - George Sterling "Hesperian"

A flower of elfin gold - George Sterling "The Hidden Pool"

When that flower of fear had broken - George Sterling "The Hidden Pool"

To pluck that flower of doom - George Sterling "The Hidden Pool"

Wardens of the far-sought gold - George Sterling "The Homing of Drake"

Beyond the grey and desolate Gate - George Sterling "The Homing of Drake"

Of all the tides of conquest - George Sterling "The Homing of Drake"

To us time's sea is strange - George Sterling "The Homing of Drake"

Veined with sullen gold - George Sterling "Hostage"

Another leaf from life's wild rose - George Sterling "Hostage"

With spirits of unnumbered rains - George Sterling "The House of Orchids"

The hidden harp of memory - George Sterling "The House of Orchids"

Had mourned in Eden's evening - George Sterling "The House of Orchids"

Are half the music of the Past - George Sterling "The House of Orchids"

Of some black lily, still and venomous - George Sterling "The House of Orchids"

An ivory poison, sweet and cold - George Sterling "The House of Orchids"

The heart's high memories unaware - George Sterling "The House of Orchids"

Some garden built by sin - George Sterling "The House of Orchids"

How marvelous the lure - George Sterling "The House of Orchids"

With portent of a Golden Age - George Sterling "The House of War"

As eagles of destruction ride - George Sterling "The House of War"

In midnight's deepest sapphire - George Sterling "The Huntress of Stars"

Drown Orion in a silver swoon - George Sterling "The Huntress of Stars"

Or quench their starry thirst - George Sterling "The Huntress of Stars"

Hewn in midnight's deepest sapphire - George Sterling "The Huntress of Stars"

When the spirit's chains are rust - George Sterling "In a Thousand Years"

Where tears alone are fruit - George Sterling "In Autumn"

The harvest of annihilating years - George Sterling "The Inexorable Hour"

And danced on five dew drops - George Sterling "Insincerities"

To hold by faith a heart's untested gold - George Sterling "Intimation"

Their reefs of sunken gold - George Sterling "The Islands of the Blest"

From these Time steals no glory - George Sterling "The Joys Unchanging"

Heard the stars plot evil - George Sterling "Justice"

Grey as any rain - George Sterling "Justice"

A whisper touched the wind - George Sterling "Justice"

Woven with the shadows of my dream - George Sterling "The Killdee"

The hushed lips of Evening - George Sterling "The Killdee"

And watch our isolated sun decline - George Sterling "Kindred"

Twilight in unhesitating hands - George Sterling "Kindred"

To enchanted silence flows - George Sterling "The Kiss"

The salt and amber sand - George Sterling "The Lagoon"

What golden people call it home? - George Sterling "The Last Island"

Swept by winds that never blew before - George Sterling "The Last of Sunset"

That gave her heart to dust - George Sterling "A Legend of the Dove"

Float with unheeded fire - George Sterling "The Light-Giver"

Now content with memories - George Sterling "Lost Companion"

Hold the sorrows of the wind - George Sterling "Lost Companion"

From citadels of dream - George Sterling "Lost in Light"

The lost, unhappy rain - George Sterling "Lost Sunsets"

Saw wilder sunsets drown - George Sterling "Lost Sunsets"

Stand equal in their flame - George Sterling "Love's Mercy"

Have in quest the trusted light - George Sterling "Memorial Day, 1901"

Power, with encrimsoned hands - George Sterling "Memorial Day, 1901"

Absolve the future of its fears - George Sterling "Memorial Day, 1901"

Beside the ocean of the Past - George Sterling "Memory"

Trophies of tides invincible - George Sterling "Memory"

The portals of the ruined past - George Sterling "Memory of the Dead"

From the sapphire of infinity - George Sterling "The Meteor"

On paths that memory retraces - George Sterling "Mirage"

Hold me exile of their star - George Sterling "Mirage"

Had baffled Time and Fate - George Sterling "A Mood"

Ere the darkness could forget - George Sterling "Moonlight in the Pines"

That time would teach her dream - George Sterling "Moonlight in the Pines"

A wilder glory touched the wood - George Sterling "Moonlight in the Pines"

In realms now formless in the dust - George Sterling "A Morning Hymn"

Mutations of arrested light - George Sterling "Morning in the Pines"

With radiance of wings immortal - George Sterling "The Morning Star"

This audacious vision of the dust - George Sterling "The Moth of Time"

When matter's chain shall rust - George Sterling "The Moth of Time"

The undying kings, Silence and Death - George Sterling "The Moth of Time"

The wind of lonely places - George Sterling "The Muse of the Incommunicable"

Wander on the sands of doom - George Sterling "The Muse of the Incommunicable"

Haunting yet the dusk of unforgotten days - George Sterling "Music"

That sorrow in the ocean's voice - George Sterling "Music"

Her chords of shadowy gold - George Sterling "Music"

And reveal the deep of stars - George Sterling "Music"

To the wounded viols pleading - George Sterling "Music at Dusk"

On the pathway of the sun - George Sterling "Music at Dusk"

Taken in the toils of Sleep - George Sterling "The Music of Sleep"

My heart is hungered fire - George Sterling "The New Goddess"

A worship of a grimmer kind - George Sterling "The New Kings"

Whose streets with tears are wet - George Sterling "The New State"

And haughty in their music - George Sterling "Night in Heaven"

Dreams of the abandoned nest - George Sterling "The Night Migration"

Below the migrant winter stars - George Sterling "The Night Migration"

Time's adoration of Eternity - George Sterling "The Night of Gods"

Of kingdoms past and gods undone - George Sterling "The Night of Gods"

Whose roots take hold on Hell - George Sterling "The Night of Man"

Alert and faithful in the night - George Sterling "Night-Sentries"

Whatever menace be - George Sterling "Night-Sentries"

Ablink like dragon-eyes - George Sterling "Night-Sentries"

Lamps in rooms of pain - George Sterling "Night-Sentries"

Until their memory be fled - George Sterling "The Nile"

The shaken stars of midnight stir - George Sterling "Nora May French"

In question at oblivion's brink - George Sterling "Norman Boyer"

With onyx pebbles and orange weed - George Sterling "North Wind"

The twilight of those sapphire stones - George Sterling "Ocean Sunsets"

Ashes of the sun-deserted gold - George Sterling "Ocean Sunsets"

Beheld that crimson billow soar - George Sterling "Ocean Sunsets"

The crimson gardens of the mourning air - George Sterling "October"

Gives Hope her haven - George Sterling "October"

Lonely voices at her heart - George Sterling "Ode on the Centenary of the Birth of Robert Browning"

With the stars in doubt - George Sterling "Ode on the Centenary of the Birth of Robert Browning"

The menace of that lethal time - George Sterling "Of America"

Weaves a coverlet of dust - George Sterling "Old Anchors"

Weary of the rainless sands - George Sterling "An Old Indian Remembers"

Recall the starlight in the tear - George Sterling "Old Partings"

In the storm's black universe - George Sterling "On Fifth Avenue"

Circe folded in the sunset's gold - George Sterling "The Pain of Beauty"

Follow with the sound of gold - George Sterling "The Pathfinders"

Their gold was the gold of earth - George Sterling "The Pathfinders"

That sleep in the barrows of oblivion - George Sterling "The Pathfinders"

Whose gold is the gold of eternity - George Sterling "The Pathfinders"

Peace to the dust of the conquerors - George Sterling "The Pathfinders"

The purple kingdoms of the old mirage - George Sterling "The Pathfinders"

Brown and brittle falls the leaf - George Sterling "The Pathway"

Red and gold of sunset wines - George Sterling "The Pathway"

The tiger-haunted garden - George Sterling "Peace"

Never tell of sorrowed things - George Sterling "The Peace of the Hills"

Considering the mystery of pain - George Sterling "Pride and Conscience"

My heart is sister of ice - George Sterling "The Princess on the Headland"

A better excuse for the song - George Sterling "The Quarrel"

And like a lily broke - George Sterling "The Rack"

Far below the crimson star - George Sterling "The Rack"

A rose of sorrow and change - George Sterling "Rainbow's End"

Turn my gaze to the dawn - George Sterling "Rainbow's End"

Gold is on the heart's horizon - George Sterling "Reborn"

Sorrow's star, forlornly cold - George Sterling "Reborn"

Hunger in the perished years - George Sterling "Reborn"

And sudden starlight in remembering tears - George Sterling "Reincarnation"

The twilight tells not which - George Sterling "Remorse"

With clamors frozen at his heart - George Sterling "Remorse"

Above the rising sea of human tears - George Sterling "Remorse"

Out of darkness and unhallowed years - George Sterling "Repentance"

Holds forever, like a shell - George Sterling "Respite"

Silence has half her will - George Sterling "Respite"

With tyrant dreams that startle - George Sterling "Resurrection"

And hunger for departed hours - George Sterling "Revelation"

May teach a thousand things unsaid - George Sterling "Revelation"

Standing on the dust of kings - George Sterling "Romance"

They sow a bitter grain - George Sterling "Safe"

And webs as white as milk - George Sterling "Sails"

The lonely chalice of your peace - George Sterling "Sanctuary"

Where midnight merges to infinity - George Sterling "Shelley at Spezia"

Of that wan orchid of despair - George Sterling "The Sibyl of Dreams"

By hesitating spirits of the wind - George Sterling "The Sibyl of Dreams"

Burden the winds with thunder - George Sterling "Sonnets on the Sea's Voice"

Across the tumult wake the Past - George Sterling "Sonnets on the Sea's Voice"

Of harps reborn from legend's dust - George Sterling "Sonnets on the Sea's Voice"

Move with phantoms unbegot - George Sterling "Sonnets on the Sea's Voice"

The tides of Time in travail - George Sterling "The Spirit of Beauty"

Splendors of the lapsing sun - George Sterling "The Spirit of Dusk"

The grey wings of fleeting Twilight - George Sterling "The Spirit of Dusk"

The sullen emerald of the pines - George Sterling "Spring in Monterey"

Meet the question of the hours - George Sterling "Stars of Noon"

The sapphire walls of noon forbid - George Sterling "Stars of Noon"

As love by silence hid - George Sterling "Stars of Noon"

Whom all the swords of sunset bar - George Sterling "Stars of Noon"

Reach past the departed sun - George Sterling "Stars of Noon"

The seas of shadow call - George Sterling "Stars of Noon"

Tender as sleep to old regret - George Sterling "The Strange Bird"

The shadow of the wings of Time - George Sterling "Strange Waters"

Crown the skull with flower or thorn - George Sterling "Strange Waters"

In that undying garden of the years - George Sterling "Sweet Poesy, She Liveth"

And scarves of rustling foam - George Sterling "The Swimmers"

Alien terrors and unknown surmise - George Sterling "The Swimmers"

The sea's immeasured lyre - George Sterling "The Swimmers"

The cities of accurst desire - George Sterling "The Swoon"

Clinging fire from Heaven's arsenal - George Sterling "The Swoon"

Had numbered all the nerves of pain - George Sterling "The Swoon"

An echo in the abysses of the heart - George Sterling "Tasso to Leonora"

The swift fulfilment of all dreams - George Sterling "Tasso to Leonora"

Torn from the clasping day - George Sterling "Tasso to Leonora"

A wandering echo in the night of Change - George Sterling "Tasso to Leonora"

The ghost of something futile and forgot - George Sterling "Tasso to Leonora"

The grief and music of forgotten lives - George Sterling "Tasso to Leonora"

As dust that gathered to a rose - George Sterling "Tasso to Leonora"

The battle of contending skies - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

With what blood of wars divine - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

Beyond Orion's dreadful sword of suns - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

Reserves and urgencies of light - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

From insurgent deeps impelled - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

Archival gloom, prophetic flame - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

And winds of the forgotten morn - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

The music of her age of gold - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

Crowned upon the ashen sun - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

Her transitory throne of fire - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

The Hydra's crimson heart - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

From the dark a dust of fire - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

Where Life looks forth on Time - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

The throned infinity of law - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

A needle on the nerves of sight - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

Or kindred mystery and hope - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

Gone forth to Time's transmuting storms - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

Whoso drinks her beauty's golden wine - George Sterling "That Walk in Darkness"

And scarlet trumpets pealing in the blood - George Sterling "That Walk in Darkness"

Rose like minarets of dream - George Sterling "Then and Now"

That clutched the deviating earth - George Sterling "The Thirst of Satan"

Draining the bitter oceans - George Sterling "The Thirst of Satan"

In the face of the offended sun - George Sterling "The Thirst of Satan"

The dome of unremembered nights - George Sterling "Three Sonnets by the Night Sea"

A beacon on the cosmic deep - George Sterling "Three Sonnets by the Night Sea"

From the starlight and the surge - George Sterling "Three Sonnets by the Night Sea"

Each marvel would outgrow - George Sterling "Three Sonnets by the Night Sea"

Whose light is not in the refusing dawn - George Sterling "Thy Laughing Loveliness"

They that supped with War - George Sterling "Tidal, King of Nations"

Awake no winds but bear her dust - George Sterling "The Tides of Change"

Echo of a music once supreme - George Sterling "The Tides of Change"

The ghost of dawns forgotten - George Sterling "The Tides of Change"

Your footfall on our star - George Sterling "To a Girl Dancing"

That should foil oblivion - George Sterling "To Ambrose Bierce"

Endure the light which is the truth - George Sterling "To Ambrose Bierce"

Time's whitest loves lie radiant - George Sterling "To Browning"

The harvests of her ancient rain - George Sterling "To Germany"

And bid the stars of morning sing - George Sterling "To Germany"

Time's sure and ancient treachery - George Sterling "To Ina Coolbrith"

Where Memory, with tireless sight - George Sterling "To Katherine"

The power of your deluding wine - George Sterling "To Life"

Where light and roses stir - George Sterling "To My Sister"

Are loyal to that alien light - George Sterling "To One Self-Slain"

The fleeting music scattered - George Sterling "To One Self-Slain"

Nor stand in flame beside me - George Sterling "To Pain"

Had touched the world to grey - George Sterling "To Ruth Chatterton"

Silent as her heavy-petalled rose - George Sterling "To Ruth Chatterton"

Once sighted over seas of blood - George Sterling "To the Goddess Liberty"

Time's purple deepens to oblivion - George Sterling "To the Moon"

Purchase me the freedoms of celestial sorcery - George Sterling "To the Moon (StC)"

Would lie on shattered roses - George Sterling "To Vera (5)"

The fields with hints of terror sown - George Sterling "To Vernon L. Kellogg"

Demanding the impossible for food - George Sterling "Two Met"

Thy voice in crystal echo - George Sterling "The Unalterable"

On fabled sands of gold - George Sterling "Under the Rainbow"

Ambers found in dream alone - George Sterling "Under the Rainbow"

A bubble lifting from enchanted light - George Sterling "Under the Rainbow"

Is bitter with our love's delay - George Sterling "Until Thou Comest"

Squander the year's unhoarded gold - George Sterling "Untitled Poem"

The truce of time and tears - George Sterling "Vigil"

Half its glowing temples fall to ash - George Sterling "A Visitor"

The rain's grey army passed - George Sterling "A Visitor"

The abiding secret of our tears - George Sterling "Visual Beauty"

A hunger for horizons - George Sterling "The Voice of the Wheat"

Shall reap the years of peace - George Sterling "The Voice of the Wheat"

The harvest of my proven gold - George Sterling "The Voice of the Wheat"

To morning's throne of gold - George Sterling "The Voices"

That domain and interval of dream - George Sterling "War"

The challenge of contending suns - George Sterling "War's Music"

His priests in gold and scarlet - George Sterling "The War-Machine"

In what mine of amazement - George Sterling "What Porridge Had John Keats?"

The metal Time's acid eats not - George Sterling "What Porridge Had John Keats?"

The mystery hid in the flame - George Sterling "What Porridge Had John Keats?"

And bind with ghostly light - George Sterling "White Magic"

As eastward woke a thorny star - George Sterling "White Magic"

Hath the Edens in her gift - George Sterling "White Magic"

Lost in a still, enchanted land - George Sterling "White Magic"

A rain of pearl from crumbling moons - George Sterling "White Magic"

Her haunted heart forgets - George Sterling "White Magic"

Twilight music that regrets - George Sterling "White Magic"

Weaves it with a troubled wind - George Sterling "White Magic"

From the loom of suns that sink - George Sterling "White Magic"

The restless winds of thought - George Sterling "Willy Pitcher"

In nameless cities of the past - George Sterling "The Wind"

Beyond the sapphire miles - George Sterling "The Wind"

In which a sun was deathless - George Sterling "The Wine of Illusion"

Dead stars were strewn like sands - George Sterling "The Wine of Illusion"

Wherein a splendid poison burns - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

At fall of some disastrous night - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

Like a crimson throat to hell - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

Lost in palaces of silence - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

Orbs that graven monsters clasp - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

Made equal in the dust - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

Icy philters brim with scarlet foam - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

Seeks the silence of a vaster night - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

A crimson spider hidden in a skull - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

Whose scarlet venom crawls - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

Onyx waters stilled by gorgeous oils - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

Untouched by crimson or by gold - George Sterling "A Winter Dawn"

Whose slow, annuling tide creeps nearer - George Sterling "The Wiser Prophet"

Conscious of the thing foretold - George Sterling "The Wiser Prophet"

Passing from mirage to final dust - George Sterling "The Wiser Prophet"

I am fire to the bold - George Sterling "Witch-Fire"

Before the sapphire altar of the sea - George Sterling "With the Strength of Dreams"

One with the wine of night - George Sterling "With the Strength of Dreams"

On heavens and hearts that dream - George Sterling "The Yellow Rose"

On custom's rust and Beauty's dust - George Sterling "The Yellow Rose"

By duty and the alchemy of tears - George Sterling "Yosemite"

A mist before Time's sun - George Sterling "Yosemite"

Iron litanies of worlds that die - George Sterling "Yosemite"

Where the feet of Time are slow - George Sterling "Yosemite"

Unaltered by the lightnings - George Sterling "Yosemite"

The compassion of their night - George Sterling "Yosemite"

Crystal voices lifted to thine ears - George Sterling "Yosemite"

Goes forth on scarlet thresholds - George Sterling "Yosemite"

The world's arisen shade - George Sterling "Yosemite"

A sudden flower blooms in my heart - George Sterling "You Are So Beautiful"

And music all too poor - George Sterling "You Are So Beautiful"

Whose is the blood in thy broken chalice? - George Sterling "You Never Can Tell"

And solitary oceans then unknown - George Sterling "Youth and Time"


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Potential Titles: Dorothy L. [D.L.] Sayers

To the heart of iron and fire - D.L. Sayers "For Phaon"

Through the dry plains of hell - D.L. Sayers "For Phaon"

When kings pass and perish - D.L. Sayers "For Phaon"

Cities are only wind and flame - D.L. Sayers "For Phaon"

Buried in the dust of thrones - Dorothy L. Sayers "Pygmalion"

Strange, sprawling scale of barbarous tones - Dorothy L. Sayers "Pygmalion"

Face the reckoning unafraid - Dorothy L. Sayers "Pygmalion"

Which stabbed me into vision - Dorothy L. Sayers "Pygmalion"

Rub out wrinkles from the heart - Dorothy L. Sayers "Pygmalion"

Which asked no beat of answering pulse - Dorothy L. Sayers "Pygmalion"

In the workshop of my mind - D.L. Sayers "Sympathy"

The weird weaver of doom - D.L. Sayers "Sympathy"

The web that we call truth - D.L. Sayers "Sympathy"

Woe betide the weary hour - D.L. Sayers "Vials Full of Odours"

Fair fall the lusty thorn - D.L. Sayers "Vials Full of Odours"


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Potential Titles: Wallace Stevens

Traps in the midst of dreams - Wallace Stevens "Anecdote of the Prince of Peacocks"

In the space of life - Wallace Stevens "Chocorua to Its Neighbor"

Never touched his heart - Wallace Stevens "Chocorua to Its Neighbor"

From what desire - Wallace Stevens "Chocorua to Its Neighbor"

A spokesman of the night - Wallace Stevens "Chocorua to Its Neighbor"

A cry of divine attention - Wallace Stevens "The Course of a Particular"

The smoke-drift of puffed-out heroes - Wallace Stevens "The Course of a Particular"

Dream of baboons and periwinkles - Wallace Stevens "Disillusionment of Ten O'Clock"

Catches tigers in red weather - Wallace Stevens "Disillusionment of Ten O'Clock"

Pain killing pain - Wallace Stevens "Esthetique du Mal"

Consume in solid fire - Wallace Stevens "Esthetique du Mal"

In the false engagements of the mind - Wallace Stevens "Esthetique du Mal"

Inventions of sorrow - Wallace Stevens "Esthetique du Mal"

Collect ourselves, out of all the indifferences - Wallace Stevens "Final Soliloquy of the Interior Paramour"

A single shawl wrapped tightly round - Wallace Stevens "Final Soliloquy of the Interior Paramour"

The rendezvous within its vital boundary - Wallace Stevens "Final Soliloquy of the Interior Paramour"

How high that highest candle - Wallace Stevens "Final Soliloquy of the Interior Paramour"

My flowers are reflected in your mind - Wallace Stevens "The Florist Wears Knee-Breeches"

The brown at the bottom of red - Wallace Stevens "The Green Plant"

The orange far down in yellow - Wallace Stevens "The Green Plant"

Legend of the maroon and olive forest - Wallace Stevens "The Green Plant"

In the temperature of heaven - Wallace Stevens "The Hermitage at the Centre"

One last look at the ducks - Wallace Stevens "The Hermitage at the Centre"

Poetry is the supreme fiction - Wallace Stevens "A High-Toned Old Christian Woman"

And from the nave build haunted heaven - Wallace Stevens "A High-Toned Old Christian Woman"

Or else it is not spring - Wallace Stevens "Holiday in Reality"

Real only if I make them so - Wallace Stevens "Holiday in Reality"

Beyond the genius of the sea - Wallace Stevens "The Idea of Order at Key West"

The grinding water and the gasping wind - Wallace Stevens "The Idea of Order at Key West"

Only the dark voice of the sea - Wallace Stevens "The Idea of Order at Key West"

Bronze shadows heaped on high horizons - Wallace Stevens "The Idea of Order at Key West"

Acutest at its vanishing - Wallace Stevens "The Idea of Order at Key West"

And portioned out the sea - Wallace Stevens "The Idea of Order at Key West"

Fixing emblazoned zones and fiery poles - Wallace Stevens "The Idea of Order at Key West"

Blessed rage for order - Wallace Stevens "The Idea of Order at Key West"

Choirs of wind and wet and wing - Wallace Stevens "Le Monocle de Mon Oncle"

Crown of the moon - Wallace Stevens "Le Monocle de Mon Oncle"

A furious star - Wallace Stevens "Le Monocle de Mon Oncle"

To all that dust - Wallace Stevens "Le Monocle de Mon Oncle"

The proud and the strong have departed - Wallace Stevens "Lebensweisheitspielerei"

Natives of a dwindled sphere - Wallace Stevens "Lebensweisheitspielerei"

An indigence of the light - Wallace Stevens "Lebensweisheitspielerei"

A stellar pallor that hangs on the threads - Wallace Stevens "Lebensweisheitspielerei"

The poverty of autumnal space - Wallace Stevens "Lebensweisheitspielerei"

The stale grandeur of annihilation - Wallace Stevens "Lebensweisheitspielerei"

A daily majesty of meditation - Wallace Stevens "Looking Across the Fields and Watching the Birds Fly"

Put mantles on our words - Wallace Stevens "Looking Across the Fields and Watching the Birds Fly"

The moon is the mother of pathos and pity - Wallace Stevens "Lunar Paraphrase"

At the wearier end of November - Wallace Stevens "Lunar Paraphrase"

In a shelter made by the leaves - Wallace Stevens "Lunar Paraphrase"

The great weightings of the end - Wallace Stevens "Madame la Fleurie"

With the sleepiness of the moon - Wallace Stevens "Madame la Fleurie"

In the handbook of heartbreak - Wallace Stevens "Madame la Fleurie"

Strumming the blacknesses of black - Wallace Stevens "Madame la Fleurie"

Remembering the blue-jay - Wallace Stevens "Madame la Fleurie"

Wicked in her dead light - Wallace Stevens "Madame la Fleurie"

Uncertain particles of the certain solid - Wallace Stevens "Man Carrying Thing"

The first hundred flakes of snow - Wallace Stevens "Man Carrying Thing"

Out of a storm of secondary things - Wallace Stevens "Man Carrying Thing"

Endure our thoughts all night - Wallace Stevens "Man Carrying Thing"

The bright obvious stands motionless - Wallace Stevens "Man Carrying Thing"

The wind attendant on the solstices - Wallace Stevens "The Man Whose Pharynx Was Bad"

Days like oceans in obsidian - Wallace Stevens "The Man Whose Pharynx Was Bad"

Full of night's midsummer blaze - Wallace Stevens "The Man Whose Pharynx Was Bad"

Through all its purples to the final slate - Wallace Stevens "The Man Whose Pharynx Was Bad"

Twenty men crossing a bridge - Wallace Stevens "Metaphors of a Magnifico"

That will not declare itself - Wallace Stevens "Metaphors of a Magnifico"

As absent as if we were asleep - Wallace Stevens "No Possum, No Sop, No Taters"

Fallen brightly away - Wallace Stevens "No Possum, No Sop, No Taters"

And green vine angering for life - Wallace Stevens "Nomad Exquisite"

For the eye of the young alligator - Wallace Stevens "Nomad Exquisite"

Sleep's faded papier-mache - Wallace Stevens "Not Ideas About the Thing but the Thing Itself"

In the tomb of heaven - Wallace Stevens "Of Heaven Considered as a Tomb"

The galaxies of birth - Wallace Stevens "Of Ideal Time and Choice"

The two worlds are asleep - Wallace Stevens "An Old Man Asleep"

Mechanisms of angelic thought - Wallace Stevens "One of the Inhabitants of the West"

Establishments of wind and light and cloud - Wallace Stevens "One of the Inhabitants of the West"

Insinuations of desire - Wallace Stevens "The Ordinary Women"

Stood in the cool of spent emotions - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"

The dew of old devotions - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"

A breath upon her hand muted the night - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"

Their lamps' uplifted flame revealed - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"

The fitful tracing of a portal - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"

Their meek breath scenting the cowl of winter - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"

Plays on the clear viol of her memory - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"

And makes a constant sacrament of praise - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"

Silence of a rat come out to see - Wallace Stevens "The Plain Sense of Things"

And the ripe shrub writhed - Wallace Stevens "The Planet on the Table"

In the poverty of their words - Wallace Stevens "The Planet on the Table"

The wind pours down - Wallace Stevens "Ploughing on Sunday"

Flawed words and stubborn sounds - Wallace Stevens "The Poems of Our Climate"

The imperfect is our paradise - Wallace Stevens "The Poems of Our Climate"

It still is ice - Wallace Stevens "Poesie Abrutie"

The figures of the past - Wallace Stevens "Poesie Abrutie"

The boat was built of stones - Wallace Stevens "Prologues to What Is Possible"

Glided over the salt-stained water - Wallace Stevens "Prologues to What Is Possible"

In the enclosures of hypotheses - Wallace Stevens "Prologues to What Is Possible"

The whole vocabulary of the South - Wallace Stevens "Prologues to What Is Possible"

A fresh universe out of nothingness - Wallace Stevens "Prologues to What Is Possible"

Obedient to gallant notions - Wallace Stevens "A Quiet Normal Life"

No fury in transcendent forms - Wallace Stevens "A Quiet Normal Life"

That lack the intelligence of trees - Wallace Stevens "The River of Rivers in Connecticut"

The folk-lore of each of the senses - Wallace Stevens "The River of Rivers in Connecticut"

The river that flows nowhere - Wallace Stevens "The River of Rivers in Connecticut"

Our own motions in a freedom of air - Wallace Stevens "The Rock I: Seventy Years Later"

A cure beyond forgetfulness - Wallace Stevens "The Rock II: The Poem as Icon"

The pearled chaplet of spring - Wallace Stevens "The Rock II: The Poem as Icon"

At the end of distances - Wallace Stevens "The Rock II: The Poem as Icon"

The foreign smell of plaster - Wallace Stevens "St. Armorer's Church from the Outside"

A sumac grows on the altar - Wallace Stevens "St. Armorer's Church from the Outside"

No radiance dead blaze - Wallace Stevens "St. Armorer's Church from the Outside"

Spread hallucinations on every leaf - Wallace Stevens "St. Armorer's Church from the Outside"

A sacred syllable rising - Wallace Stevens "St. Armorer's Church from the Outside"

A mind of winter - Wallace Stevens "The Snow Man"

Must have a mind of winter - Wallace Stevens "The Snow Man"

The junipers shagged with ice - Wallace Stevens "The Snow Man"

The distant glitter of the January sun - Wallace Stevens "The Snow Man"

Without lineage or language - Wallace Stevens "So-and-So Reclining on Her Couch"

Motionless gesture - Wallace Stevens "So-and-So Reclining on Her Couch"

Invisible gesture - Wallace Stevens "So-and-So Reclining on Her Couch"

The angel at the center - Wallace Stevens "Someone Puts a Pineapple Together"

The sun, the moon and the imagination - Wallace Stevens "Someone Puts a Pineapple Together"

A second of the self - Wallace Stevens "Someone Puts a Pineapple Together"

The intelligence of our sleep - Wallace Stevens "Someone Puts a Pineapple Together"

Molten mixings of related things - Wallace Stevens "Someone Puts a Pineapple Together"

Hard revelations - Wallace Stevens "Someone Puts a Pineapple Together"

Geography of the Dead - Wallace Stevens "Somnambulisma"

The ordinariness of seven - Wallace Stevens "Song of Fixed Accord"

Still unconcerned with truth - Wallace Stevens "Sonnet [Lo, even as I passed beside the booth]"

Distant echo from dead melody - Wallace Stevens "Sonnet [Lo, even as I passed beside the booth]"

The green freedom of a cockatoo - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

The holy hush of ancient sacrifice - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Stilled for the passing of her dreaming feet - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Only in silent shadows and in dreams - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Moods in falling snow - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

The bough of summer and the winter branch - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Any old chimera of the grave - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Any haunt of prophecy - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

As April's green endures - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Remembrance of awakened birds - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Death is the mother of beauty - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Leaves of sure obligation on our paths - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Makes the willow shiver in the sun - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

The silken weavings of our afternoons - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

In an old chaos of the sun - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Deer walk upon our mountains - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

And the quail whistle about us - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Sweet berries ripen in the wilderness - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

In the isolation of the sky - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Casual flocks of pigeons - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

A small part of the pantomime - Wallace Stevens "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird"

The mood traced in shadow - Wallace Stevens "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird"

On the threshold of heaven - Wallace Stevens "To an Old Philosopher in Rome"

Small in the distances of space - Wallace Stevens "To an Old Philosopher in Rome"

Both in the inch and in the mile - Wallace Stevens "To an Old Philosopher in Rome"

The blown banners change to wings - Wallace Stevens "To an Old Philosopher in Rome"

Dark on the horizons of perception - Wallace Stevens "To an Old Philosopher in Rome"

Within the ancient circles of shapes - Wallace Stevens "To an Old Philosopher in Rome"

A portent on the chair - Wallace Stevens "To an Old Philosopher in Rome"

Even as the blood of an empire - Wallace Stevens "To an Old Philosopher in Rome"

Poverty's speech that seeks us out - Wallace Stevens "To an Old Philosopher in Rome"

Chosen by an inquisitor of structures - Wallace Stevens "To an Old Philosopher in Rome"

In the distances of sleep - Wallace Stevens "To the Roaring Wind"

Within the thought of the wind - Wallace Stevens "Two Illustrations That the World Is What You Make of It"

The shadow of cloud and cold - Wallace Stevens "Two Illustrations That the World Is What You Make of It"

In a Sunday's violent idleness - Wallace Stevens "Two Illustrations That the World Is What You Make of It"

Discovered the colors of the moon - Wallace Stevens "Two Illustrations That the World Is What You Make of It"

The final fortune of their desire - Wallace Stevens "The World as Meditation"


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Potential Titles: W. Force Stead

At the pale limits of the world - W. Force Stead "The Burden of Babylon"

Miserable sons of meagre soil - W. Force Stead "The Burden of Babylon"

The ceaseless acclamation of the stars - W. Force Stead "The Burden of Babylon"

The apple of the world - W. Force Stead "The Burden of Babylon"

Upon the summit of the world - W. Force Stead "The Burden of Babylon"


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Potential Titles: Robert Louis Stevenson

And they cut the naked hand - Robert Louis Stevenson "Christmas at Sea"

Spouting breakers were the only thing a-lee - Robert Louis Stevenson "Christmas at Sea"

All day we hauled the frozen sheets - Robert Louis Stevenson "Christmas at Sea"

Of the shadow on the household - Robert Louis Stevenson "Christmas at Sea"

To be here and hauling frozen ropes - Robert Louis Stevenson "Christmas at Sea"

The true word of welcome was spoken - Robert Louis Stevenson "Home No More Home to Me"

Kind folks of old, you come again no more - Robert Louis Stevenson "Home No More Home to Me"

A shivering pool before the door - Robert Louis Stevenson "The House Beautiful"

The cold glories of the dawn - Robert Louis Stevenson "The House Beautiful"

Here shall the wizard moon ascend - Robert Louis Stevenson "The House Beautiful"

Every fairy wheel and thread - Robert Louis Stevenson "The House Beautiful"

Veins of glory and fire - Robert Louis Stevenson "If This Were Faith"

For the shade of a word - Robert Louis Stevenson "If This Were Faith"

Half of a broken hope - Robert Louis Stevenson "If This Were Faith"

In every tongue and meaning - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Song of Rahero: To Ori a Ori"

For fear inhabits the palace - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Song of Rahero: I. The Slaying of Tamatea"

In the cords of obedience - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Song of Rahero: I. The Slaying of Tamatea"

For the shadow of coming ills - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Song of Rahero: I. The Slaying of Tamatea"

Arose in the midst of dreams - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Song of Rahero: I. The Slaying of Tamatea"

And the silent armies of death - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Song of Rahero: II. The Venging of Tamatea"

Through empty heaven without repose - Robert Lewis Stevenson "Summer Sun"

Knocked on my sullen heart in vain - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Task of Happiness"

Stab my spirit broad awake - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Task of Happiness"

Before that spirit die - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Task of Happiness"

Rarer songs of gods - Robert Louis Stevenson "To Will. H. Low"

Set shining foot on temple roof - Robert Louis Stevenson "To Will. H. Low"

In comes the playmate that never was seen - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Unseen Playmate" [Childhood's Favorites and Fairy Stories (ed. by Hamilton Wright Mabie, William Byron Forbush, and Edward Everett Hale). 1927]

He is a picture you never could draw - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Unseen Playmate" [Childhood's Favorites and Fairy Stories (ed. by Hamilton Wright Mabie, William Byron Forbush, and Edward Everett Hale). 1927]


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Potential Titles: L.A.G. Strong

Upon the ridges of her world - L.A.G. Strong "At Punnet's Town"

The singing children of her brain - L.A.G. Strong "At Punnet's Town"

Parrots of the summer sun - L.A.G. Strong "The Bird Man"

The pale flamingoes of the dawn - L.A.G. Strong "The Bird Man"

White silent owls of snow - L.A.G. Strong "The Bird Man"

The blue and silver herons of the moon - L.A.G. Strong "The Bird Man"

To challenge my path in the heavens - L.A.G. Strong "Dallington"

Chanting insistent in his brain - L.A.G. Strong "Eena-Mena-Mina-Mo"

Knows how the count will fall - L.A.G. Strong "Eena-Mena-Mina-Mo"

Turns to the last game of all - L.A.G. Strong "Eena-Mena-Mina-Mo"

Up stairs of orchard foam - L.A.G. Strong "In the Garden"

Strong from newer honey - L.A.G. Strong "In the Garden"


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Potential Titles: Susan Stewart

How he hides in the hexagons of bees - Susan Stewart "Let me tell you about my marvelous god"

Drought that wrings its leather hands above the world - Susan Stewart "Let me tell you about my marvelous god"

Quiet minutes that leave only thoughts of rain - Susan Stewart "Let me tell you about my marvelous god"

An atom is working in deepest night - Susan Stewart "Let me tell you about my marvelous god"

Across the field where yarrow was and now is dust - Susan Stewart "Let me tell you about my marvelous god"

From that sky where sorrow swirls - Susan Stewart "Let me tell you about my marvelous god"

Thinking we belong to the sky - Susan Stewart "Poem from Holderlin"

Like a sudden waking - Susan Stewart "Poem from Holderlin"

From the guilt of its release - Susan Stewart "Poem from Holderlin"

So fearless, so abstract - Susan Stewart "Poem from Holderlin"

Find a name scrawled in the bark - Susan Stewart "Poem from Holderlin"

Sources of power and regret - Susan Stewart "Poem from Holderlin"


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Potential Titles: M. Letitia Stockett

All the iron years - M. Letitia Stockett "At Eventide"

The splendour of the trampling sea - M. Letitia Stockett "At the Symphony"

Sleep beneath a thorn - M. Letitia Stockett "Free"

My thicket yields a rose - M. Letitia Stockett "Free"

The patterns of the trees - M. Letitia Stockett "The Pool"

Breaks the design at will - M. Letitia Stockett "The Pool"

Drowned in the pool of grief - M. Letitia Stockett "The Pool"

In summer's poppied heat - M. Letitia Stockett "Sacrament"

Through sun and singing pain - M. Letitia Stockett "Sacrament"

Slid into the sea of sleep - M. Letitia Stockett "Sleep"

Left my dusty self upon the sand - M. Letitia Stockett "Sleep"

Rose out of the dark tide - M. Letitia Stockett "Sleep"

That grey, ancient sea of sleep - M. Letitia Stockett "Sleep"

Faint as a muted violin - M. Letitia Stockett "Sounds"

A melody made up of rain - M. Letitia Stockett "Sounds"

The truth hid in a well - M. Letitia Stockett "Truth in a Well"


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Potential Titles: Bianca Stone

Deformed by symmetry - Bianca Stone "All the Single Mothers"

In the dim alcoves of grief - Bianca Stone "A Brief Topography of the MSCOG"

Applied her passion like a hot iron sword - Bianca Stone "Emily Dickinson"

In a tantrum and tempest - Bianca Stone "The Murder"

To beg the strong winds - Bianca Stone "The Murder"

The tremor of spring rain - Bianca Stone "The Murder"


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Potential Titles: E. Sutton

That steel is more than gold - E. Sutton "The Bugle"

But uncherished would decay - E. Sutton "The Bugle"

When the twilight stars are born - E. Sutton "The Bugle"

There's an echo shakes the valley - E. Sutton "The Drum"

Through the shadows gray and umber - E. Sutton "The Drum"

These Lords of dreadful revelries - E. Sutton "The Drum"

To confound the earth and sky - E. Sutton "The Drum"

All the jewel-names of song - E. Sutton "The Pipes of the North"


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Potential Titles: Surdas

Magnify the longings of the mind - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 2: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The altar where I've poured myself out - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 3: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

As a seashell spawns a pearl - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 5: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Freely concede the game - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 6: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Squeezing drops from many moons - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 6: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Hide in sidelong glances - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 6: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Drinking of moonbeam pollen - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 10: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The gem in a cobra's hood - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 12: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Each word pouring deathless nectar - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 13: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Mirrors the harsh, round sun - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 16: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Bumblebees buzzing inside a lotus - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 16: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

To quaff down a forest fire - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 18: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

A cobra drawn in charcoal - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 18: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Of eyes parched with desire - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 20: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Medicine to cancel the fever - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 20: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Your rituals of sacrifice - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 29: Krishna Growing Up" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Radiate an amazing cloud of bees - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 33: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

And all the ganders flee - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 35: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Another offering for the fire - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 36: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Obtained a new immortal nectar - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 38: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Making us drink octaves of sound - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 38: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

By amassing a heap of glass - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 40: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

My heart is dyed a color so deep - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 44: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Refuse to accept constraint - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 45: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Burn in the fire of separation - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 45: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The pleasures of ambrosial words - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 46: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

With winsome looks and twisted glances - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 47: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

That forces Love himself to dance - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 47: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The object of Shiva's daily regimen - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 47: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Reflected in the sapphire mirror - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 51: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Surpass by far the orbit of autumn lotuses - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 53: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Attain the boundary of his brilliance - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 54: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Fathom that mine of every bliss - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 54: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Neither keeps to its side of the line - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 54: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Gone wandering with my eyes - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 56: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Flown off to the winds - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 56: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

As a root would wither without rain - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 56: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

An owl dazzled by a brilliant light - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 60: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Butter to blacken the family name - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 61: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Brandishing flowerbuds of desire - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 64: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Monarch of all three worlds - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 64: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

And abandon all this cleverness - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 68: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Never to measure its full depth - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 71: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The addiction of those eyes - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 73: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Close them behind eyelid doors - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 74: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The staff of beauty and the clothes of pride - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 75: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

These two eyes are very nimble thieves - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 78: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Lulled by his flute's sweet sound - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 78: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Without any payment they are sold - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 79: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Just as the color of water is fixed - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 82: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Armies of bees depart, dejected - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 84: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Where eternal poison has settled - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 84: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Pirated the redness of the sun - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 84: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The pearls in the part of her hair - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 85: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

A pair of suns in full array - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 85: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Announce your passion to the sun - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 90: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Fooled into pecking at millet grains - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 95: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Crimson from your all-night vigil - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 96: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Sliver-moons seen between the waves - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 99: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

A swarm of restless baby bees - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 101: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

In a courtyard of emeralds and pearls - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 101: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Crowned with all their moons - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 106: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Shredded his garments' edges - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 106: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Recalls the enemy of the deer - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 107: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Of foes who lift great mountains - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 107: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Dancing like a peacock in the woods - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 109: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

When night removes the brilliance of the sun - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 110: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

To install anger on the ramparts - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 111: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Flashes with an anger a thousand times brighter - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 115: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

All the immortals drink from the moon - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 119: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Only to someone worthy of trust - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 119: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Held the letter to their breast - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 123: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

That knife of sharp separation - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 124: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

What can a wordless cobra do - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 131: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Such coarse, arid words - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 132: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Fresh milk from a cup of leaves - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 132: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Who consorts with cheating hearts - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 139: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Dealing with walls being built on straw - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 139: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Urge on us something alien - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 140: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Our stock of tears is vanishing - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 141: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Pierced by the arrows of separation - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 144: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Scorched by the fire of separation - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 145: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Wounded by a double pain - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 148: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Set wisdom beyond my reach - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 148: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Appears in the raiment of kings - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 150: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

My eyes are dying of thirst - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 152: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Can't be contained by walls of sand - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 158: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Maddened by the winds of estrangement - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 160: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Cleverness in finely powdered form - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 161: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

While the sun is nothing but a foe - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 165: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The burning of this forest fire - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 169: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Spend my time rehearsing everything - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 171: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

If I'd known you'd break your word - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 172: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Come to bind us with a tourniquet - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 175: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

To pour his mantras on our heads - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 175: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Immersed in hopes of you - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 176: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Embellished with a nectar-dewdrop net - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 177: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The winds of our sighs speed the flow - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 178: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Floods the earth of our chests - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 178: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

That's our upside-down fate - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 178: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Lost to the assault of winter snows - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 179: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Rest perilously on the bank of time - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 180: The Bee Messenger" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Crows have usurped the role of swans - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 181: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

A restless jackal is after the sacrifice - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 181 : Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Mount your chariot quickly - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 181: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

What insult is good enough - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 184: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Seething always with passion and pride - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 184: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Caught in many tangles - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 184: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Seized by some restless new desire - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 184: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

That kinsman to the wretched - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 186: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Shaped themselves into a strange string of eons - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 188: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Free my thoughts from this tangle - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 188: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The dust from his chariot wheels - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 189: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The magic that's enthralled the world - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 192: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Reigns over all the earth - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 194 : Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Desperately fleeing this frame - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 195: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Taught you the art of deceit - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 196: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

To every compass point and corner - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 200: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Recall him in times of distress - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 202: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

As witnessed by sages and gods - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 202: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

From the crocodile's grasp - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 202: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

To disperse his subjects' many fears - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 202: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Burns away the trials of the true - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 204: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

A fixed abode in the stars - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 205: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Breathed by the snake of time - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 206: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Leave only remorse in your hands - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 207: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Bound as I was in the snare of Time - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 209: The Poet's Petition and Praise 209" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Sifting the dust of road - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 210: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

An immovable mountain of error - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 212: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Capped with a fortress full of fear - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 212: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

My three claims for mercy - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 212: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Through the torture of water and blood - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 214: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

To feed on a hundred sins - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 214: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Suffering the spear of life - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 214: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The merciless axe of time - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 214: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Deer being mesmerized by a sound - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 218: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Every nuance hidden deep within - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 219: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Bear the barbs of ridicule - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 220: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Freed the elephant from his curse - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 221: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

In the fathomless waters of being - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 223: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

An owl refuses to believe in the sun - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 223: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The lion who peers down the well - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 224: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

An elephant mirrored in a slab of quartz - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 224: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Drinking the liquor of the senses - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 225: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The happy clatter of little goslings - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 225: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The burdens of earth disappear - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 227: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Can turn your gold to glass - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 230: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Return and dance to this world's tune - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 230: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Got a miser's beneficence - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 233: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley


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Potential Titles: Arthur Sze

Rotating an invisible globe - Arthur Sze "Cloud Hands"

The music of sycamore leaves - Arthur Sze "Cloud Hands"

To accelerate along different trajectories - Arthur Sze "Doppler Effect"

The aspirations of a minute - Arthur Sze "The Far Norway Pines"

Constructed an aqueduct of dreams - Arthur Sze "First Snow"

But you just borrow these things - Arthur Sze "First Snow"

Starlight behind daylight - Arthur Sze "First Snow"

Scattered husks of silence - Arthur Sze "The Glass Constellation"

Time brims at this threshold - Arthur Sze "The Glass Constellation"

The magnetic lines of the moment - Arthur Sze "The Glass Constellation"

The vortex of the white page - Arthur Sze "The Glass Constellation"

The dare and thrill of bliss - Arthur Sze "Lichen Song"

Fires crackling in jagged lines - Arthur Sze "Python Skin"

Out of which all waves rise and fall - Arthur Sze "Python Skin"

Whose last branch failed to leaf - Arthur Sze "Python Skin"

Shadows of candles flickering red - Arthur Sze "Python Skin"

Gather wild irises out of the air - Arthur Sze "Python Skin"

Not a shred of cloud - Arthur Sze "Python Skin"

The origin point of a meteor - Arthur Sze "The Radiant's"

Stepping through a lava tub - Arthur Sze "The Radiant's"

Desire branches like mycelium - Arthur Sze "The Radiant's"

A blade against the ribbon of desire - Arthur Sze "Rock Paper Scissors"

Pull an invisible thread through - Arthur Sze "Rock Paper Scissors"

How I balance silence with thunder - Arthur Sze "Salt Song"

Step deeper into myself - Arthur Sze "Sight Lines"

Touch comes before sight - Arthur Sze "Sleepers"

Not tied to our bodies' weight - Arthur Sze "Sleepers"

At the edge of loss - Arthur Sze "Stilling to North"

The imperfections that mark you - Arthur Sze "Stilling to North"

The unrepeatable contour of this breath - Arthur Sze "Transfigurations"

Traverse an infinite set of paths - Arthur Sze "Traversal"

Will always bear the beauty of chance - Arthur Sze "Under a Rising Moon"

Tracks of moonlight run ahead - Arthur Sze "Under a Rising Moon"

And draw the wax of the world - Arthur Sze "Water Calligraphy"

No mistakes will last - Arthur Sze "Water Calligraphy"

If all time converges - Arthur Sze "Water Calligraphy"

As emotion curves space - Arthur Sze "Water Calligraphy"

That arcs beyond the visible - Arthur Sze "Water Calligraphy"

Flicker in the tide of darkness - Arthur Sze "Xeriscape"

Know the influx of afternoon clouds - Arthur Sze "Xeriscape"

That evaporate before they strike - Arthur Sze "Xeriscape"


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Potential Titles: June I. Stewart aka J.I.L.

A ray from bygone glory o'er its ruin cast - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

Known alike of peer and peasant - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

Lurks no ghost behind the arras - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

Morning wakes its household noises - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

Hearts, by other loves supplanted - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

That once its precincts haunted - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

Only my sad heart remembers - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

Shadows pace the garden alleys - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

The sunlit waters gleaming golden at their feet - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

When I stretch my hands in greeting - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

As beams of morning banish visions of the night - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

When the early dewdrops glisten - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "Parted" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.117-v.III, 27 March 1886]

The woodlands stand forlorn - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "Parted" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.117-v.III, 27 March 1886]

Nor fret with aught of earthly grief - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "Parted" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.117-v.III, 27 March 1886]

His playmates on the plains of Paradise - J.I.L. [June I. Stewart] "Parted" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.117-v.III, 27 March 1886]


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Potential Titles: Vita Sackville-West

The dime uncertain music in the shadows played - V. Sackville-West "The Banquet"

One side in the shadow, one in vivid heat - V. Sackville-West "Convalescence"

A spring of storms - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

Darkness and silence knotted to suspense - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

A sword over the low horizon - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

Broke his anger to a thousand shards - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

Follows the pricked revolving sky - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

To him the dawn is punctual - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

In its talons the striking snake - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

Exalted, deathly, silent, and alone - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

Life's little lantern between dark and dark - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

Will sing no songs of bounty - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

Only the battle between man and earth - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

A tangle nets and trips his steps - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

Love and hate braided in mutual need - Vita Sackville-West "The Land"

Hand in hand upon the heights - V. Sackville-West "Song: Let Us Go Back"

Enchantment round each hidden bend - V. Sackville-West "Song: Let Us Go Back"

Strives unguided towards indefinite ends - V. Sackville-West "To a Poet Whose Verses I Had Read"

Could not know our true and deep farewell - V. Sackville-West "To Knole"


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Potential Titles: Clarence Victor Stahl

No sturdy coils nor clanking chains - Clarence Victor Stahl "Ambition"

The coinage of bright pearls and rubies - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Bar of Science"

Benisons that come from the tempest - Clarence Victor Stahl "Blessings in Disguise"

Strung my proud harp to the wave - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Chord Unsung"

And tumble zig-zag down - Clarence Victor Stahl "Enmity"

Sparkle in their dazzling revelries - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Flowerets' Communion"

Proud child of fortune - Clarence Victor Stahl "Inspiration"

Quench ten thousand Stygian thirsts - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Oasis"

No prouder than the crow - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Oriole"

Through an avalanche of hopes - Clarence Victor Stahl "Push Onward"

Ahead a rose wreathed laurel - Clarence Victor Stahl "Push Onward"

Put my riddle to the flying breeze - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Riddle of Life"

The grief from sorrow's bitter cup - Clarence Victor Stahl "Sing It"

How untuned your lyre - Clarence Victor Stahl "Sing It"

That may fill out life's score - Clarence Victor Stahl "Sing It"

To scorn the perilous blue - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Sinking of the Titanic"

The toll of ill-starred voyagers - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Sinking of the Titanic"

Of that leviathan so rare - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Sinking of the Titanic"

Above the darkening drawbridge - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Sinking of the Titanic"

And shake the monarchs of the world - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Spirit of War"

Outtop the blue-ribbed sky - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Spirit of War"

And Mars requites me for my pain - Clarence Victor Stahl "The Spirit of War"


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Potential Titles: Ira Sadoff

With our bungled furies and crushes - Ira Sadoff "Biographical Sketch"

Penning his own requiem - Ira Sadoff "Biographical Sketch"

Still see trees as moral lessons - Ira Sadoff "February"

A few surprising turns follow us everywhere - Ira Sadoff "A Few Surprising Turns"

The necessary codes and gestures - Ira Sadoff "A Few Surprising Turns"

Governed by fill in the blank - Ira Sadoff "A Few Surprising Turns"

The cover of the universe - Ira Sadoff "A Few Surprising Turns"

Salt rubbed out with a handkerchief - Ira Sadoff "A Few Surprising Turns"

Blessed with a few gusts of wind - Ira Sadoff "Ithaca"

Launched them like paper boats - Ira Sadoff "My First Roses"

Two generations in a single summer - Ira Sadoff "My First Roses"

Spider webs she read as signs - Ira Sadoff "My Mother's Funeral"

I don't remember the whippoorwill - Ida Sadoff "Oklahoma City: The Aftermath"

The many selves I had - Ira Sadoff "Old Selves"

Time for amnesiacs to play - Ida Sadoff "On the Day of Nixon's Funeral"

A receptacle for acrimony and rage - Ida Sadoff "On the Day of Nixon's Funeral"

My loyal friend, the house wren - Ira Sadoff "Once I Could Say"

A patter shaking the tamarind pod - Ira Sadoff "Once I Could Say"

After the sparrow and the spaniel - Ira Sadoff "Self-Portrait"

Trying to decide who I am today - Ira Sadoff "Self-Portrait"

Trying on something discarded - Ira Sadoff "Self-Portrait"

An open window in February - Ira Sadoff "Self-Portrait"

Before I undress another thought - Ira Sadoff "Self-Portrait"

A petrified fleck of partridge - Ira Sadoff "The Soul"

What St. Francis called a mystery - Ira Sadoff "The Soul"


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Potential Titles: George Santayana

The heaving of our doubtful breath - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"

Too high for honouring mirth - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"

Intoxication in this air - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"

Wears a rainbow for a crown - George Santayana "Athletic Ode"

Scorched by the sky's inexorable zeal - George Santayana "Avila"

Unmindful of the mocking hours - George Santayana "Avila"

Twenty temples in a granite crown - George Santayana "Avila"

The sad trophies of my spirit - George Santayana "Avila"

The smiling and inhuman stars - George Santayana "Avila"

Curfew for the long departed - George Santayana "Avila"

Has cast me on a tide of time - George Santayana "Avila"

The sorrows of the barren year - George Santayana "Avila"

Brightens the galaxy of sister stones - George Santayana "Avila"

Orbs that move in many rings - George Santayana "Avila"

Vessels full of precious liquor - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"

Standing in their brave array - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"

When the heart's a trifle dry - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"

When once the dregs are emptied - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"

The proud glories that entice us - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"

The blood of nature's spilling - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"

Searches through the mazes of desire - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"

And the belated moor refilled her sphere - George Santayana "Cathedrals by the Sea"

Devoutly mended her wasted taper - George Santayana "Cathedrals by the Sea"

The sullen diapason of the sea - George Santayana "Cathedrals by the Sea"

The winter of Puritan snows - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"

A truth that is builded on doubt - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"

Dwell mid the currents of time - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"

All David might shout to his harp - George Santayana "Fair Harvard"

Subtle hands betray their power - George Santayana "Futility"

For there are snares in sleep - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"

The treacherous glens are full of imps - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"

Galleys waiting for the gale - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"

To gallop with me into yawning hell - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"

The heavy heritage of Adam - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"

Looks with strange horror on her own abyss - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"

Frail echo of some ancient sacred joy - George Santayana "In Grantchester Meadows"

Rapt Isaiah strikes the heavenly lyre - George Santayana "King's College Chapel"

And Jeremiah mourns Jerusalem - George Santayana "King's College Chapel"

A thousand leagues of silence roll - George Santayana "Midnight"

The stone endures in silence - George Santayana "Mont Brevent"

Upturns its furrowed visage - George Santayana "Mont Brevent"

Larger planets swim the liquid zone - George Santayana "Mont Brevent"

A thousand times that mirrored glory fled - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"

Hunger turned the very stones to food - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"

What unearthly spell returns - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"

Idomitable hope or vain derision - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"

And blaspheme worshipping still - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"

Out of the maddening chalice of a dream - George Santayana "Odi et Amo"

The sweetness of the mind's control - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"

Stung with immortal wrath and doomed to weep - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"

The false deeps of all the soul are sand - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"

The loose rivets of the spirit clay - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"

They who wrought wonders by the Nile - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"

Bequeathing their immortal part to us - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"

Pan's wild music pulsing through the grove - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"

The Delphic sibyl in her cave - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"

With barren husks and harvesting of dreams - George Santayana "On an Unfinished Statue"

A thick fume of kerosene - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"

The echoes of our earthly jars - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"

The petted passion and the shallow dream - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"

Bright lyrics at a cent a yard - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"

Of unreason weave a maze of rhyme - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"

An unknown love enchants our solitude - George Santayana "Premonition"

Wear the garment of its sorrow - George Santayana "Premonition"

Too coarse for Nature's fingers - George Santayana "Premonition"

The harsh tremor that among them lingers - George Santayana "Premonition"

Lightning through the storm of ages - George Santayana "Premonition"

Trouble stalked beneath the sky - George Santayana "Resurrection"

The soul's garden you have weeded - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"

Dead things are not my science - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"

And the cost of unearned bread - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"

Sets up knaves and murders kings - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"

To taste the sweet and bitter fruits of earth - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"

To the utmost stretch the tether - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"

As if the dregs were bitter - George Santayana "Six Wise Fools"


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Potential Titles: Miss M. Sawin

With the fairies in chalice of flowers - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"

When storm it enthrones - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"

And caverns resounding in solitude - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"

Soared to the portals of Heaven - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"

No harp on the heavenly plains - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"

While shining so brilliant on high - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"

Would be borne to Elysium's field - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"

The heart fraught with sympathies - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"

Where pure seraphs shine - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"

Burst from all species of chains - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"

Exulting on fetterless wing - Miss M. Sawin "Jenny Lind"


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Potential Titles: James Marcus Schuyler

Suggest the uses of paint thinner - James Marcus Schuyler "April"

The net they cast upon the wind - James Marcus Schuyler "April"

The magnolias open their goblets up - James Marcus Schuyler "April"

And stars a freight train passing - James Marcus Schuyler "Poem [This beauty that I see]"

Collects dry leaves in pools and pockets - James Marcus Schuyler "Poem [This beauty that I see]"

The wind tears up the sun - James Marcus Schuyler "Poem [The wind tears up the sun]"

Not less though shorter lived - James Marcus Schuyler "Poem [The wind tears up the sun]"

Salvaged buttons off vanished dresses - James Marcus Schuyler "A Poem [Tags of songs]"

More a lilac in the rain than a crocus - James Marcus Schuyler "A Poem [Tags of songs]"


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Potential Titles: E.M. Smith-Dampier

Blithe as a merry morn - E.M. Smith-Dampier "Ballad of London Town"

The deer to the hills so free - E.M. Smith-Dampier "Ballad of London Town"

Echoes to the watchman's feet - E.M. Smith-Dampier "Ballad of the Traitor's Head"

Ten thousand tears all shed in vain - E.M. Smith-Dampier "Ballad of the Traitor's Head"

All under a bush of broom - E.M. Smith-Dampier "The Riding of the Shee"

A breeze in the whispering fern - E.M. Smith-Dampier "The Riding of the Shee"


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Potential Titles: Richard Scott

Gave you a mug of warm wine - Richard Scott "dem bones"

Dazzling as a piece of raw peridot - Richard Scott "Peridot"

Grass stains and beach glass - Richard Scott "Peridot"

Lime cordial, molten peridot - Richard Scott "Peridot"

Pear-green and freckled sky - Richard Scott "Peridot"

Fission-green flaw deep within - Richard Scott "Peridot"

To recover some peridot shard - Richard Scott "Peridot"

This lapidary of broken things - Richard Scott "Peridot"

I can only translate what is already here - Richard Scott "Peridot"

Luminously bonded to my past - Richard Scott "Peridot"


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Potential Titles: Charles Seabridge

Frail decoy to merit myriad-hued - Charles Seabridge "Connected Poems I"

Glimpses of a banished Heaven - Charles Seabridge "Connected Poems I"

Fashioned from the mirror of the soul - Charles Seabridge "Connected Poems II"

Beneath the inward fire sinks down - Charles Seabridge "Connected Poems II"

Rivers leaping into dazzling light - Charles Seabridge "Connected Poems V"

Faint tints of long delicious light - Charles Seabridge "Connected Poems V"

The treasures of unmeasured space - Charles Seabridge "Connected Poems VI"

A thousand pathways in one spot resulting - Charles Seabridge "Connected Poems VI"

Usurps the walks of tired duty - Charles Seabridge "Connected Poems VII"


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Potential Titles: Lisa Sewell

Eyes full of himself - Lisa Sewell "King Lear"

Done in with conspiracy and murder - Lisa Sewell "King Lear"

Kept me at the surface of thoughts - Lisa Sewell "The Land of Nod"

Pulling her down to that rocky undertow - Lisa Sewell "The Land of Nod"

Wiped out the syntax of explanation and inquiry - Lisa Sewell "The Land of Nod"

A mosquito stain between the pages of your book - Lisa Sewell "Letter from a Haunted Room"

The stark unholy flow through veins - Lisa Sewell "Letter from a Haunted Room"

Don't mistake anatomy for emotion - Lisa Sewell "Letter from a Haunted Room"

A stand of hawthorns blocking my view - Lisa Sewell "Letter from a Haunted Room"


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Potential Titles: Mary Dana Shindler

He dearly loves the broken heart - Mary Dana Shindler "The Bended Knee"

Chiefest among ten thousand charms - Mary Dana Shindler "Chiefest Among Ten Thousand and Altogether Lovely"

Bound me with the cords of love - Mary Dana Shindler "Chastening, a Proof of Love"

In his garden I was sleeping - Mary Dana Shindler "Chastening, a Proof of Love"

With the richest love he feeds me - Mary Dana Shindler "Chastening, a Proof of Love"


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Potential Titles: Shinran Shonin

Free from the fetters of Karma - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

The darkness of the three worlds - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

Rejoice in its gladdening light - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

And the threefold choir of sages - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

The virtue of this light - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

Sun and moon are lost in the ocean - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

In whom all strengths are equal - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

That they may sow the seeds of merit - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

The jewel groves and gem trees - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

Melody in pure and ordered unison - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

With five-fold strains of harmony - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

With its waters of eightfold Virtue - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

With single heart give praises - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

For this is the fruit of doubting - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

Transitory doorways unto the Truth - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

In a seven-walled prison - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

Clear and enduring as a diamond - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

As the shadow follows its substance - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe

Where pleasures are collected - Shinran Shonin "Buddhist Psalms" transl. by L. Adams Beck and S. Yamabe


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Potential Titles: Cedar Sigo

Reappear in silent symphonic gestures - Cedar Sigo "Arsenal 4"

Hemming us in with a cloak of mosses - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

The orchestration needs tufts of black shadow - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

Incidental notes to weigh it down - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

Formed kingdoms at the foot of a vanishing stone - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

Corrupt a landscape through the planting of foreign flowers - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

No such shock knit within terror - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

We will not be robbed of continuum - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

According to demands left in the music - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

Uncovering the dictates of graven line - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

Allowing ourselves the present moment - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

Reimagining can take place at the root of time - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

We convert the elements as a matter of course - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"

Sinking to autumnal atlantean shade - Cedar Sigo "Green Rainbow Song"

Dry spells flooded with demand - Cedar Sigo "Like Stride"

Whiskey texting back dimension - Cedar Sigo "Like Stride"

Romancing the edge of an echo - Cedar Sigo "On Strings of Blue"

Venting in the pit of heaven - Cedar Sigo "Panels for the Walls"

In the edges before they join - Cedar Sigo "Struggle Itself"

Endless harping on strings of rain - Cedar Sigo "Verlaine Blues"


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Potential Titles: Philip Schultz

Camouflaged as a vodka ad - Philip Schultz "Aardvarks"

Practicing the Zen art of vanishing - Philip Schultz "At the Manhattan Social Security Office"

Edible only by the imagination - Philip Schultz "Cakes"

Her theater of absurd desserts - Philip Schultz "Cakes"

King of nightmare and responsibility - Philip Schultz "Enthrallment"

The history of tunes sung from the abyss - Philip Schultz "Enthrallment"

Unafraid and willing to perform miracles - Philip Schultz "Enthrallment"

Sculptures made out of railroad tracks - Philip Schultz "Googling Ourselves"

Why Nietzsche sought his soul's sympathy - Philip Schultz "Googling Ourselves"

Spitting against the wind - Philip Schultz "Googling Ourselves"

The significant silence of empty mansions - Philip Schultz "Greed"

One donation and the right peach - Philip Schultz "IGA"

Desire and regret live side by side - Philip Schultz "A Moment"

Designed to forestall malignancy - Philip Schultz "A Moment"

A reality without windows or doors - Philip Schultz "A Moment"

Spools of biblical jazz - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

Makes the floor weep and the ceiling grieve - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

Each word a dark psalm - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

The ice cream parlor Osiris - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

Stray dogs and chickens roam obsolete highways - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

Spraying black plumes across the blockaded sunset - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

Hauling their bereaved wonderment - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

Rituals of resignation and refinement - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

The rhapsodic seep and spray of sea grasses - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

And clouds perform dream symphonies - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

The raucous applause of the waves - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

Penelope, who usurps and dishonors nothing - Philip Schultz "Luxury: One"

To distinguish between misery and nothingness - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Two"

A descendant of Sisyphus on his father's side - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Two"

A lush, unsolvable labyrinth leading deeper into ambiguity - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Two"

A grammar of sorrow and intuitive echoes - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Two"

Taste the gladness of his strawberry ice cream - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Two"

At the center of a pause - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Three"

Museums of the exaggerated self - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Three"

Ciphers equally temporal and mystified - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Three"

What Abraham was rich in - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Three"

Outcomes and aftermaths without resolution - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Three"

A destination no longer on maps - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Three"

The dissonance of unbridled wind - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Three"

Forged out water, woods and stubborn skies - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Four"

Each wayward and obliging fantasy - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Four"

A revolutionary of sundered words - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Four"

Overthrowing the governing principles of the forlorn - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Four"

Anchored by the dark anvil of death - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Four"

Inside this labyrinth of hot light - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Four"

Questions about guilt, satisfaction and lunch - Philip Schultz "Luxury: Four"

Already eclipsed by time - Philip Schultz "Sacrifice"

With ancient grievances and souring schemes - Philip Schultz "Sadness"

Learning to hide inside art's ecstatic parentheses - Philip Schultz "Welcome to the Springs"

A silky frenzy steeps the wetlands - Philip Schultz "Welcome to the Springs"

The loquacious silence of the dunes - Philip Schultz "Welcome to the Springs"


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Potential Titles: Safiya Sinclair

The close-mouthed tantrum of her fevers - Safiya Sinclair "A Bell, Still Unrung"

A smoke of weeping silver - Safiya Sinclair "A Bell, Still Unrung"

In her nest a lone grenade - Safiya Sinclair "A Bell, Still Unrung"

The meek inherit nothing - Safiya Sinclair "Center of the World"

God in his tattered coat - Safiya Sinclair "Center of the World"

Have shorn your golden fleece - Safiya Sinclair "Center of the World"

A towering sphinx roams the garden - Safiya Sinclair "Center of the World"

The surf rewrites our silences - Safiya Sinclair "Hands"

A dark page I am trying to turn - Safiya Sinclair "Hands"

Each day orphaned in the tide - Safiya Sinclair "Hands"

Her anchor of a heart reaching - Safiya Sinclair "Hands"

Dread the harpy's song - Safiya Sinclair "Planet Dread"

My dead tooth unmaking the veil - Safiya Sinclair "Planet Dread"

Smoke of black clouds heralding - Safiya Sinclair "Planet Dread"

My constant banner of dread - Safiya Sinclair "Planet Dread"

Dangling his guillotine of dread - Safiya Sinclair "Planet Dread"

Nursed dark by decades of dread - Safiya Sinclair "Planet Dread"

Recoiled at my knotted thorns of dread - Safiya Sinclair "Planet Dread"

Born of nothing but salt-air - Safiya Sinclair "Planet Dread"

Comes slippery on ordinary days - Safiya Sinclair "Sophia the Robot Contemplates Beauty"

The uncertainty of pleasure - Safiya Sinclair "Sophia the Robot Contemplates Beauty"


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Potential Titles: Tom Sleigh

A blueprint of history in my head - Tom Sleigh "Blueprint"

Whose illusions were bearable - Tom Sleigh "Blueprint"

That the dream couldn't remember - Tom Sleigh "Face"

Hiding from the sniper's crosshairs - Tom Sleigh "For a Libyan Militia Member"

Scar tissue's calligraphy writes on his body - Tom Sleigh "For a Libyan Militia Member"

Who strips us of our shadows - Tom Sleigh "For a Libyan Militia Member"

So that our histories turn to glass - Tom Sleigh "For a Libyan Militia Member"

Fox smell lying heavy on the wind - Tom Sleigh "The Fox"

The fox that thrives in my brain - Tom Sleigh "The Fox"

At home in his pelt and subtle paws - Tom Sleigh "The Fox"

A cloud of granite and marble light - Tom Sleigh "The Parallel Cathedral"

Masons laying courses of stone ascending - Tom Sleigh "The Parallel Cathedral"

Arriving through random channels - Tom Sleigh "Second Sight"

Outside this moment's weightlessness - Tom Sleigh "Space Station"

To contain a drop of the void - Tom Sleigh "Space Station"

Of death moving among the living - Tom Sleigh "Space Station"

That can find a crack in the invisible - Tom Sleigh "Three Wishes"

A tarnished lamp with a genie inside - Tom Sleigh "Three Wishes"

Resolving into a human shape of fire - Tom Sleigh "Three Wishes"

The shallow sea inside the soap dish - Tom Sleigh "Three Wishes"

To speak the language of the wound - Tom Sleigh "Three Wishes"

To trick the genie back into the lamp - Tom Sleigh "Three Wishes"


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Potential Titles: L. Virginia Smith

Crept amid the branches of the elm - L. Virginia Smith "Bless the Homestead Law"

Agony lights up the darkness - L. Virginia Smith "Bless the Homestead Law"

Starry lamps in heaven's blue hall - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Reconciliation"

A murmur from the shore - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Reconciliation"

Music in some troubled dream - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Reconciliation"

The levin's blighting fire comes - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Reconciliation"

To chill its glowing depths - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Reconciliation"

With tones like winter's frozen wind - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Reconciliation"

Fairy gleams in rainbow beauty shine - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Reconciliation"

Sorrow's storm with bitter breath - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Wasted Heart"

Beside the glory-shadowed gate - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Wasted Heart"

The tide of cold and leaden loneliness - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Wasted Heart"

The funeral pyre of every hope - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Wasted Heart"

The bee can find no banquet there - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Wasted Heart"

The waves of Time may bear us - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Wasted Heart"

That woke the echoes of the Past - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Wasted Heart"


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Potential Titles: William Somerville

Urged on by hunger keen - William Somerville "The Chase"

In proportion to our wants - William Somerville "The Chase"

More fleet than those begot by winds - William Somerville "The Chase"

And broke their crowded ranks - William Somerville "The Chase"

In concerts of harmonious joy - William Somerville "The Chase"

Roused from their dark alcoves - William Somerville "The Chase"

Through all her labyrinths pursues - William Somerville "The Chase"

Shades by nature's pencill drawn - William Somerville "The Chase"

A lagging line of babbling curs - William Somerville "The Chase"

The harmonious thunder of the field - William Somerville "The Chase"

Awake the mountain echo in her cell - William Somerville "The Chase"

A thousand thronging curses burst - William Somerville "The Chase"

That utters loud his rage - William Somerville "The Chase"

Conscious of the recent stains - William Somerville "The Chase"


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Potential Titles: John Spateman

Discordant Notes I mean to curse - John Spateman "War"

A Dagger's Point on human Bones - John Spateman "War"

Apt Scholars all at Evil - John Spateman "War"

As fierce and sworn a Foe - John Spateman "War"

And sleep secure from Spoilers Swords - John Spateman "War"

Bread is now than Gold more precious - John Spateman "War"

Their Hands seize on the Summits - John Spateman "War"

The Meed of such most hellish Hate - John Spateman "War"


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Potential Titles: Donna Spruijt-Metz

a richness of choices - Donna Spruijt-Metz "Hoof"

a series of false starts - Donna Spruijt-Metz "Hoof"

hoof withdrawn at the slightest snow - Donna Spruijt-Metz "Hoof"

hoof paused over water - Donna Spruijt-Metz "Hoof"

my heart says trust - Donna Spruijt-Metz "Hoof"

my tracks say doubt - Donna Spruijt-Metz "Hoof"


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Potential Titles: Frank Stanford

Born of fire and nursed by rain - Frank Stanford "The Cape"

Made myself one with a dream - Frank Stanford "The Cape"

Myrtle wove itself into the sheets of sail - Frank Stanford "The Cape"

Ivy twined around the oars - Frank Stanford "The Cape"

And an indigo snake around my neck - Frank Stanford "The Cape"

Bad whiskey I drink by myself - Frank Stanford "Cotton You Lose in the Field"

Swim backwards in circles of blood - Frank Stanford "Cotton You Lose in the Field"

A lamp that shone on nothing - Frank Stanford "Embark"

And the small death of the wild card - Frank Stanford "Embark"

I've forgotten the steps of my departure - Frank Stanford "Embark"

Enrolled in the college of nightfall - Frank Stanford "The Forgotten Madmen of Menilmontant"

Listen to hunting dogs in autumn - Frank Stanford "The Forgotten Madmen of Menilmontant"

Wandered off alone and unheard of - Frank Stanford "The Forgotten Madmen of Menilmontant"

Running side by side with the fog - Frank Stanford "The Forgotten Madmen of Menilmontant"

A foal in an exile's country - Frank Stanford "The Forgotten Madmen of Menilmontant"

Stowed away on the ship of death - Frank Stanford "The Forgotten Madmen of Menilmontant"

When everything you touch makes a spark - Frank Stanford "Freedom, Revolt, and Love"

Walking through the dark singing - Frank Stanford "Freedom, Revolt, and Love"

In this house too many have dreamed - Frank Stanford "In this House"

Pillows filled with hawk feathers - Frank Stanford "In this House"

Hauling a coffin of honeybees - Frank Stanford "In this House"

A stump with a jar of lightning - Frank Stanford "The Lacuna"

The shade throwing himself into the river - Frank Stanford "Lament of the Land Surveyor"

the harpsichord of dead lovers - Frank Stanford "The Mind Reader"

I am the prey of night - Frank Stanford "The Mind Reader"

Puts the doubloons over my eyes - Frank Stanford "The Mind Reader"

The drunken birds in the belladonna - Frank Stanford "My Day Is Over"

Lift the anchor from each stone boat - Frank Stanford "My Day Is Over"

An odor the color of bones - Frank Stanford "Politicians"

Carrying briefcases full of bats - Frank Stanford "Politicians"

Sends the grackles into cedars - Frank Stanford "The Solitude of Historical Analysis"

A jar of coffee and a wheelbarrow - Frank Stanford "Sunday Flowers"

The cursing wives of the dark - Frank Stanford "Vanish"

An echo that didn't make a sound - Frank Stanford "Vanish"

Roaming the forty acres of my closet - Frank Stanford "The Visitors of Night"

The laws and trysts of love and gravity - Frank Stanford "The Visitors of Night"

Watch your heart like a jukebox - Frank Stanford "The Visitors of Night"

Falling out of a tree at midnight - Frank Stanford "Watching a Woman Die"


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Potential Titles: Elizabeth Drew Stoddard

Where the maple changing stands - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Autumn"

In the shade of fluttering oaks - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Autumn"

In the bands of twisting vines - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Autumn"

Steadfast in the aerial blue - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Autumn"

Can thus embrace the dying year - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Autumn"

Unraveled all the slender woof - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Before the Mirror"

Waiting a foe where four roads meet - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Before the Mirror"

Weave these phantoms by this ancient loom - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Before the Mirror"

Close up, and form the band - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

High festival I need not miss - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

While song and jest shall last - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

Our ghosts can feel no wrong - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

The night more bitter cold will bring - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

Feasts and revels of the year - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

Even in memory come they here - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

His sword is rusting in its sheath - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

As men dead in their prime - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Christmas Comes Again"

The crimson dawn breaks through - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

Waking breezes round the casement pipe - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

Blow the globes of dew from opening buds - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

Steal the odors of the sleeping flowers - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

Bend the lances of the mirrored pines - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

But strips me bare again - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

The dregs within its crystal hours - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

The full fountain and the willow-tree - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "In the Still, Star-Lit Night"

All night long I walked - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "In the Still, Star-Lit Night"

Cruel glaciers threatening creep - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

And witness this, my jubilee - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

From the surf of boreal isles - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

From the hidden, jagged steeps - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

Through space with your wild train - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

Harping its shrillest, searching tone - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

Wailing deep its ancient moan - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

My little primrose lift its head - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "March"

What other blessing could be sent? - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Nameless Pain"

I only see Time's shadow now - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Nameless Pain"

Autumn charms my melancholy mind - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"

The mottled quail runs in the stubble - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"

Weave a chaplet for the Old Year's bier - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"

The ragged ferns and roughened moss - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"

A future which contains no past - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "The Wife Speaks"


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Potential Titles: R.H. [Richard Henry] Stoddard

Beyond the struggling lines that push his dread designs - Richard Henry Stoddard "Abraham Lincoln: An Horatian Ode"

Wise words suppress the need of swords - Richard Henry Stoddard "Abraham Lincoln: An Horatian Ode"

Too strange for fear, too vast for hope - Richard Henry Stoddard "Abraham Lincoln: An Horatian Ode"

Our Lares shivered on the hearth - Richard Henry Stoddard "Abraham Lincoln: An Horatian Ode"

Four fateful years of mortal strife - Richard Henry Stoddard "Abraham Lincoln: An Horatian Ode"

Black festoons that stretch for miles - Richard Henry Stoddard "Abraham Lincoln: An Horatian Ode"

Bells that toll of death and doom - Richard Henry Stoddard "Abraham Lincoln: An Horatian Ode"

Lets bad instruments produce the best events - Richard Henry Stoddard "Abraham Lincoln: An Horatian Ode"

As greatest kings might die to gain - Richard Henry Stoddard "Abraham Lincoln: An Horatian Ode"

Who seem so strangely out of place - Richard Henry Stoddard "Abraham Lincoln: An Horatian Ode"

The arrows of the early frost - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

In iron poverty and hopeless tears - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

And strained my sinews sore - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

One bud from off the tree of Earth - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

Fruit from the ripening bough of Thought - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

And drag a chain for years - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

Leave my eager foot-prints on the shore - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

A realm in some enchanted zone - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

Distilled from asphodels - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

The peerless apples of the Hesperides - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

A swan and shadow floating down - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

The Year demands a sterner chaplet - R.H. Stoddard "Ode [The days are growing chill]"

Moss and grasses cover their decay - R.H. Stoddard "Rome"

Beheld the Past before me - R.H. Stoddard "Rome"

Raised a cloud of dusty gold - R.H. Stoddard "Rome"

And checked them with a tightened rein - R.H. Stoddard "Rome"

Sacred nymphs from temples near - R.H. Stoddard "Rome"

Conquering legions marched behind - R.H. Stoddard "Rome"

The bitter wind has banished the silent nightingale - Richard Henry Stoddard "A Winter Scene"

The keepers of the roses have shut the garden-gate - Richard Henry Stoddard "A Winter Scene"

Compare it with the Present's golden page - R. H. Stoddard "The World" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

Turn the old sands in the failing glass of Time - R. H. Stoddard "The World" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]


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Potential Titles: Juliana Spahr

Caught sturgeon in the reed-filled Caspian - Juliana Spahr "December 2, 2002"

Which shelters boar and wolves - Juliana Spahr "December 2, 2002"

Our world is small and isolated - Juliana Spahr "December 2, 2002"

Full of isolated sleep and dreaming - Juliana Spahr "December 2, 2002"

Our combination of intimacy and isolation - Juliana Spahr "December 2, 2002"

Keep breathing as best we can - Juliana Spahr "December 2, 2002"

Floating with the water I escape - Juliana Spahr "Ode to Goby"

The ferns and reeds of the shore - Juliana Spahr "Ode to Goby"

Came to clear out my dreams - Juliana Spahr "Ode to Goby"

With bears that each night enter my room - Juliana Spahr "Ode to Goby"

Into some world not yet imagined - Juliana Spahr "Ode to Goby"

Not of enclosure but of predatory celebration - Juliana Spahr "Ode to Goby"

Who feed in the untamed openings - Juliana Spahr "Ode to Goby"

But my dreams never explained - Juliana Spahr "Will There Be Singing"

And our bodies changing together - Juliana Spahr "Will There Be Singing"


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Potential Titles: Cathy Song

Moths migrating out of the cane stalks - Cathy Song "Picture Bride"

Crossing bones scattered in the red dirt ditch - Cathy Song "Waialua"

Scraps of smoke flying above your roof - Cathy Song "Waialua"

Prepares our ritual of tea and rice - Cathy Song "The Youngest Daughter"

A thousand cranes curtain the window - Cathy Song "The Youngest Daughter"


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Potential Titles: C.H. Sorley

Give your gladness to earth keeping - C.H. Sorley "All the Hills and Vales"

Earth that never doubts nor fears - C.H. Sorley "All the Hills and Vales"

Earth that knows of death, not tears - C.H. Sorley "All the Hills and Vales"

On to the gates of death with song - C.H. Sorley "All the Hills and Vales"

Sow your gladness for earth's reaping - C.H. Sorley "All the Hills and Vales"

Till through the weight of overcoming hours - C.H. Sorley "German Rain"


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Potential Titles: Trumbull Stickney

Forehead pricked with dripping salt - Trumbull Stickney "At Sainte-Marguerite"

Where the hungry sea-wolves howl - Trumbull Stickney "At Sainte-Marguerite"

Starry sheaves of the delighted year - Trumbull Stickney "At Sainte-Marguerite"

From the zenith stars to the sea-ferns - Trumbull Stickney "At Sainte-Marguerite"

Bulwarked with a thread of foam - Trumbull Stickney "At Sainte-Marguerite"

Above the city's cold twilight - Trumbull Stickney "Six O'Clock"


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Potential Titles: Robert Southwell

Reason's force asleep in Error's lap - Robert Southwell "Lewd Love Is Loss"

Cast in Cupid's jail - Robert Southwell "Lewd Love Is Loss"

Renew both fruit and flower - Robert Southwell "Times Go by Turns"

Draws her favors to the lowest ebb - Robert Southwell "Times Go by Turns"

Weave the fine and coarsest web - Robert Southwell "Times Go by Turns"

But may in time amend - Robert Southwell "Times Go by Turns"

Those cold qualms and bitter pangs - Robert Southwell "Upon the Image of Death"


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Potential Titles: Mary Szybist

A body curious with grasping - Mary Szybist "Again, the Body as Temple"

Resistance has no part in it - Mary Szybist "Again, the Body as Temple"

Selves more solid than stars - Mary Szybist "Approaching Elegy"

The angel's giving her a little piece of honeycomb to eat - Mary Szybist "Girls Overheard While Assembling a Puzzle"

And pick an X-ray to float on - Mary Szybist "Girls Overheard While Assembling a Puzzle"

Testing endless combinations - Mary Szybist "In the Beginning God Said Light"

Every kind of self that can be - Mary Szybist "In the Beginning God Said Light"

Be your bright accomplices - Mary Szybist "In the Beginning God Said Light"

Then to be only that light - Mary Szybist "In the Beginning God Said Light"

Of rushing toward smallness - Mary Szybist "In the Glare of the Garden"

With a precisely rectangular fierceness - Mary Szybist "Long After the Donkey and the Desert"

The staircase of my body - Mary Szybist "Long After the Donkey and the Desert"

The lush anger of atonement - Mary Szybist "Naked and Unashamed Are Two Different Moments"

The waves under my tongue - Mary Szybist "On Gravity"

Wear thin with vast summer - Mary Szybist "Taiment"

Made stars to cover themselves - Mary Szybist "Wafian as in Waven as in Wif"

Slammed the lid down on the twilight - Mary Szybist "What If I Could Look At You"

An indifference I could wear - Mary Szybist "What the World Is For"

Even pebbles want to break - Mary Szybist "Withdrawal"

Could wear blood like apples do - Mary Szybist "Withdrawal"

Bones you cannot swallow - Mary Szybist "Withdrawal"


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Potential Titles: E. Clementine Stedman aka E.C. Kinney

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Shades of grief have darkly gathered - E. Clementine Stedman "Lines: To the Author of the Requiem, 'I See Thee Still'"

The Hand which wounds can heal - E. Clementine Stedman "Lines: To the Author of the Requiem, 'I See Thee Still'"

Piercing the cerulean vault of heaven - Mrs. E.C. Kinney "Miss Dix, the Philanthropist"

Where none but seraphs gaze - Mrs. E.C. Kinney "Miss Dix, the Philanthropist"

And frenzied minds obeyed - Mrs. E.C. Kinney "Miss Dix, the Philanthropist"

Through the dungeon's gloom did fearless grope - Mrs. E.C. Kinney "Miss Dix, the Philanthropist"

The day-star of celestial Hope - Mrs. E.C. Kinney "Miss Dix, the Philanthropist"

Through Mercy's brooding care - Mrs. E.C. Kinney "Miss Dix, the Philanthropist"

That only jarring sounds had heard - Mrs. E.C. Kinney "Miss Dix, the Philanthropist"

Reply in the numbers of sadness - E. Clementine Stedman "Stanzas"

Hush the storms to repose - E. Clementine Stedham "Stanzas"

In the night-time or sorrow - E. Clementine Stedman "Stanzas"

Came with the tokens of wrath - E. Clementine Stedman "A Winter Scene"

Melting the landscape of glory - E. Clementine Stedman "A Winter Scene"


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Potential Titles: William W. Story

Who is wearied with this place - William Wetmore Story "A Roman Lawyer in Jerusalem"

That whirl a circle of grey fire - William Wetmore Story "A Roman Lawyer in Jerusalem"

Grateful as the solemn blank of night - William Wetmore Story "A Roman Lawyer in Jerusalem"

After the fierce day's irritant excess - William Wetmore Story "A Roman Lawyer in Jerusalem"

Looked Janus-faced to innocence and guilt - William Wetmore Story "A Roman Lawyer in Jerusalem"

To ride a whim beyond the term of Truth - William Wetmore Story "A Roman Lawyer in Jerusalem"

Gleaming with a strange wild fire - William Wetmore Story "A Roman Lawyer in Jerusalem"

The diapason of the heart - W.W. Story "Sonnet"

A rare tissue of fine mysteries - W.W. Story "Sonnet"

Through the gates of Hope and Memory - W.W. Story "Sonnet"

Turns noiselessly in memory's wards - William W. Story "The Violet"

The sound of wind-borne bells - William W. Story "The Violet"

Ripening in love's golden grace - William W. Story "The Violet"


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Potential Titles: Richard Solomon

The willow's chartreuse hosannas - Richard Solomon "After Reading the Love Songs of Vidyapati"

Listen to the love calls of wild geese - Richard Solomon "After Reading the Love Songs of Vidyapati"

Surrounded by hundreds of combat boots - Richard Solomon "Ann Arbor Art Fair 2005"

Sour blueberries from the farmer's market - Richard Solomon "Ann Arbor Art Fair 2005"

Two faces behind glass - Richard Solomon "Away"

In this post-modern Canaan - Richard Solomon "Ba'al Teshuva"

Where survival wrestled his angels down - Richard Solomon "Ba'al Teshuva"

The fire that turned ritual into reality - Richard Solomon "Ba'al Teshuva"

Back from trudging among the stars - Richard Solomon "Burning Out"

Star dust between his toes - Richard Solomon "Burning Out"

The invention of zero - Richard Solomon "Burning Out"

As permanent as yesterday - Richard Solomon "By Subtraction -- I Tego Arcana Dei"

An accident away from being bitter - Richard Solomon "By Subtraction -- I Tego Arcana Dei"

Looking for more ambitious treasures - Richard Solomon "By Subtraction -- I Tego Arcana Dei"

A choir singing on a single stem - Richard Solomon "Carrying Orchids in the Rain"

My bones begging to stay - Richard Solomon "The Charnel Ground"

An accident away from being bitter - Richard Solomon "The Charnel Ground"

Picking up the pieces of a broken mirror - Richard Solomon "The Charnel Ground"

The skeletal remains of memory - Richard Solomon "The Charnel Ground"

Hold the ocean in my fist - Richard Solomon "The Charnel Ground"

With thousands under umbrellas - Richard Solomon "Chicago Affair"

The soul beyond its silhouette - Richard Solomon "Conversion"

Speechless in a foreign country - Richard Solomon "Crossing Borders (For Ray Helfer, M.D.)"

Canopied with dying hickories - Richard Solomon "Daddy Long Legs of the Evening ... Hope!"

A devil who offers up candy - Richard Solomon "Daddy Long Legs of the Evening ... Hope!"

Can't escape from Dali's dream - Richard Solomon "Dream Caused by the Fight of the Bumblebee"

From the fish swallowing the tiger - Richard Solomon "Dream Caused by the Fight of the Bumblebee"

A parade of giants and clowns - Richard Solomon "Dream Caused by the Fight of the Bumblebee"

Slips me Charon's obol - Richard Solomon "Dream Caused by the Fight of the Bumblebee"

After a week of furies - Richard Solomon "Friday Night Air"

A black sky framed in saffron - Richard Solomon "Galatea of the Spheres"

Poison dagger, dragon flower - Richard Solomon "Galatea of the Spheres"

Sit for seven days in silence - Richard Solomon "God Drives Home in a Slow Room"

Listening to the whippoorwill - Richard Solomon "God Drives Home in a Slow Room"

A thousand bees in the backyard plum - Richard Solomon "The Great Masturbator"

Escaping from the attic of branches - Richard Solomon "The Great Masturbator"

Empty as a bucket of tears - Richard Solomon "Heaven's Gate"

Every bird calls your name - Richard Solomon "Heaven's Gate"

Courteous as dawn over a heron - Richard Solomon "Homecoming (For Linda)"

Naked with black coffee - Richard Solomon "Homecoming (For Linda)"

To make the angels jealous - Richard Solomon "Homecoming (For Linda)"

Sang rhapsodies on an old banjo - Richard Solomon "How Nightmares Began"

Humming her hymn to emptiness - Richard Solomon "Hymn (For TYD)"

Ducks strafing the unfrozen pools - Richard Solomon "Ice in Formation"

The river's lifeline joins itself to winter - Richard Solomon "Ice in Formation"

Upon the apprehension of edges - Richard Solomon "Ice in Formation"

The river's constant menace - Richard Solomon "Ice in Formation"

Thundering over ledgers of clay - Richard Solomon "Last Defense"

The mask of a failed court jester - Richard Solomon "Last Defense"

And felt the loss of ashes - Richard Solomon "Last Defense"

Dissolving like a sunlit cloud - Richard Solomon "Last Defense"

Our inheritance of dread - Richard Solomon "Ode to Zingerman's Pulled Pork Sandwich"

The un-embodied angels weep - Richard Solomon "Ode to Zingerman's Pulled Pork Sandwich"

Climb a seven-story mountain - Richard Solomon "Orpheus at Fifty"

Silk zigzagged to flannel - Richard Solomon "Possession I: Blanky"

The wolf pounds on her door - Richard Solomon "Possession II: Teddy"

Stealing fire means taking sides - Richard Solomon "Possession III: Ball"

Inside the fall-out shelter's quarantine - Richard Solomon "Possession IV: Shoe"

A mushroom cloud of fallen shoes - Richard Solomon "Possession IV: Shoe"

Felt the poetry of possession - Richard Solomon "Possession VII: Book"

An accident away from being bitter - Richard Solomon "Possession VIII: Photograph"

Counting down the heartbeats of eternity - Richard Solomon "Possession IX: Prayer Beads"

Under a cold gray dragon of a sky - Richard Solomon "Report to the Bodhisattvas on the Heart Sutra After Dying in the Up on the Sturgeon River"

Clinging to a boulder by my toes - Richard Solomon "Report to the Bodhisattvas on the Heart Sutra After Dying in the Up on the Sturgeon River"

Unending thoughts on fire - Richard Solomon "A Riddle"

Wild geese chasing trains - Richard Solomon "The River Through Your Eyes (For Linda)"

Ducks awkward on the bough - Richard Solomon "The River Through Your Eyes (For Linda)"

Like a book full of surprises - Richard Solomon "The River Through Your Eyes (For Linda)"

Two old swans landing downstream - Richard Solomon "The River Through Your Eyes (For Linda)"

Sprinkle my bones with your salt - Richard Solomon "Salt Doll Reads about the Tsunami"

Constantly thirsty in a dry land - Richard Solomon "Salt Doll's Destiny"

Her swirling blasphemous art - Richard Solomon "Salt Doll's Dream"

Across that billion-star ocean - Richard Solomon "Salt Doll's Incarnation"

From the distance of a kiss - Richard Solomon "Salt Doll's Incarnation"

The anxiety of needing a revelation - Richard Solomon "Searching for Pablo"

Silence arriving like a train - Richard Solomon "Silence"

Stairs and steeples in the dreamscape silence - Richard Solomon "Silence"

Windows bursting with confetti - Richard Solomon "The Slave Market with a Disappearing Bust of Voltaire"

A solitary sparrow perched on sadness - Richard Solomon "Soft Watch at the Moment of First Explosion"

Amidst the delusion of June - Richard Solomon "Soft Watch at the Moment of First Explosion"

Apple blossoms buried in the tall grass - Richard Solomon "Spring Cleaning"

Call me up to the attic again - Richard Solomon "Spring Cleaning"

August crickets steeped in silence - Richard Solomon "Storm (for TYD)"

The space between perceptions - Richard Solomon "To Ambition"

Taught me a hundred ways to win - Richard Solomon "A Toast for Ed"

Replaced the diamond you lost - Richard Solomon "A Toast for Ed"

Tired of living with the cold - Richard Solomon "Wormwood (For Linda)"

The self's rivalry unraveled - Richard Solomon "Wormwood (For Linda)"

Breaks into chaos toccatas & fugues - Richard Solomon "Writing Itself"

A hundred feet down a filigree of ice - Richard Solomon "Writing Itself"

Bees' quaint seduction of apple pie - Richard Solomon "Young Virgin Autosodomized by the Horns of Her Own Chastity"

Escaped the gravity of loss - Richard Solomon "Young Virgin Autosodomized by the Horns of Her Own Chastity"

Birds crash into a windowed sky - Richard Solomon "Young Virgin Autosodomized by the Horns of Her Own Chastity"


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Potential Titles: Alison Swan

Scarlet needle threaded with birdsong - Alison Swan "After an Elder Was Found in the Woods, Dead from a Self-Inflicted Gunshot"

Gave their last blood to birds - Alison Swan "After Reading The Late, Great Lakes"

Gather forest litter into cloaks - Alison Swan "After Reading The Late, Great Lakes"

The pauses between beams of searchlights - Alison Swan "Another Coast"

Into the lemon light of morning - Alison Swan "Aubade"

Rolled silent with somnolent fish - Alison Swan "Before the Snow Moon"

When shores clicked with frogs - Alison Swan "Before the Snow Moon"

Awakened by a great horned owl - Alison Swan "Before the Snow Moon"

Brimming with unuttered words - Alison Swan "Catalogue"

My chest too small to hold the blossom - Alison Swan "Catalogue"

The tree that's ready to wait for its forest - Alison Swan "Courage"

Dragging decades of concrete - Alison Swan "Detroit"

Plant vegetables in a parking lot - Alison Swan "Detroit"

See the limits of metaphor - Alison Swan "Fire"

All the weight of spun sugar - Alison Swan "A House in the Country"

Disturbed enough molecules to jostle me - Alison Swan "A House in the Country"

Playing through the essential air - Alison Swan "In Medias Res"

Cicadas for a soundtrack - Alison Swan "In Medias Res"

The forest where the owl rides - Alison Swan "Lake Effect"

Ghosts hovering like hawks - Alison Swan "The Language of Field Guides"

Between ditches of sumac - Alison Swan "The Language of Field Guides"

Assembles according to some fierce green fire - Alison Swan "Lifeboat"

Sole witnesses to the vigil - Alison Swan "Lifeboat"

Crows shout down from the canopy - Alison Swan "The Old Days"

As the crows harass an owl - Alison Swan "The Old Days"

Silent in her home oak - Alison Swan "The Old Days"

The ones that steal starlight - Alison Swan "One by One"

The sleep of mollusks - Alison Swan "Report from the End of the Twentieth Century"

Barracudas hang in the water and watch - Alison Swan "Sand Key"

A night still vibrating with crickets - Alison Swan "Self-Serve"

Evidence of traffic and sandhill cranes - Alison Swan "Signs"

Umbrella caught on hemlock twigs - Alison Swan "Snow"

Watching the slippery elm made new - Alison Swan "Some Things I Needed to Know"

Watched over by a murder of crows - Alison Swan "There Is Always This"

Of motion so minuscule and new - Alison Swan "There Is Always This"

A herd of elk flows over the land - Alison Swan "True Story"

Their own river of beating hearts - Alison Swan "True Story"

The beach freezes footprints in place - Alison Swan "Wish"


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