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The black river beneath the desert of the world - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Anubis endlessly brought forth the dead - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

A feather from Ma'at's radiant head - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Ammut snapped up their hearts and swallowed - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Thoth closed his book of records and wept - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

The decadent ruin where expatriate gods live - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Weighed against something lighter than life - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Her tea tastes more like dust every day - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

In the event that you are bitten by an angel - Tim Pratt "Angel Bites"

Remember your sins in vivid detail - Tim Pratt "Angel Bites"

Melt into a faintly honey-scented mist - Tim Pratt "Angel Bites"

And remind myself what the cold feels like - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Engulfer"

A playmate of the Northern Lights - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Laughing Blood"

With the jewels of dead warriors adorning its teeth - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Nidhigg"

Taproots growing down through treasure caverns - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Nidhigg"

Gnawing at the endings of your nerves - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Nidhigg"

Eating the corpses of your memories - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Nidhigg"

Apply the transitive property and consider the results - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Nidhigg"

Just one slip in the whole of forever - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Plate Spinning"

Swimming through the coldest depths of space - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

Among the shoals of distant stars - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

Distant stars and heaving clouds of dust - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

Eyes vast as the hearts of galaxies - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

An expanse of sand that beggars the Sahara - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

A fragment of the spectrum of Bahamut's shining scales - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

The ruby in turn supports an angel - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

Long poles upon which spin six hells - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

But your hopes made you forget - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Tlaltecuhtli"

Frogs don't understand mercy - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Tlaltecuhtli"

Gathered great heaps of fraying asbestos - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

Rare isotopes housed in translucent green - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

A bonfire of cigarettes, cigars, and pipe tobacco - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

A thing of smoking arms and ember eyes - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

Sweating drops of liquid plutonium - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

Slow poison in the marrow of bones - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

And walked into the remaining hours and miles - Tim Pratt "The God of the Crossroads"

Fear is his family business - Tim Pratt "Making Monsters"

Sapped of their strange, dark potency - Tim Pratt "Making Monsters"

Workshop on the avenue of greater dreaming - Tim Pratt "Mask"

A harlequin's cloth face of fixed hilarity - Tim Pratt "Mask"

A face that shifts like the sky or water - Tim Pratt "Mask"

Geometry and possibility and vibrations in the air - Tim Pratt "Mask"

Corners and spirals and prey - Tim Pratt "Mask"

Have a salad dressed with moonbeams - Tim Pratt "Wolfways"


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Whose Virtue gilds the world below - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Illume my darkness and direct my praise - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

And add my feather to the Eagle's wing - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Upborne awhile along the stream of time - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Within the circle of his wide domain - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Who makes his heavy burden weigh more light - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Scatters her golden lustre far and wide - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Within the narrow space of fifty years - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Made solitude appear amid the waste - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Each minor Planet which around him twines - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

And glisten round him in a silver blaze - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

And knowledge still extends the golden chain - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Had not sought these tempting lures in vain - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

So could Corruption's phalanx rest composed - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Smiled at the whirlwind, and defied the blast - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Honors which wear their glories for a day - Philo (c.1832) (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Or made the Oligarchal Tyrants strong - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Did not quite fill the trumpet of his fame - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Sought every means which wisdom can suggest - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Which gliding time is apt to introduce - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"

Renders our Rights and Liberties secure - Philo (c.1832) "The Tribute: A Panegyrical Poem dedicated to the Honorable the Lady Ann Coke of Holkham Hall"


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Life promises only one sweet memory - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"

The rest is a sea of chaos - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"

In the endless, fathomless patterns - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"

With all her makeup shades of gray and red - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"

Falls in love with those icy eyes of chaos - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"

The whirling turbulence of her sonnets - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"

An empty pool of calmness and of cold - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"

Fighting the currents of providence - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"

Drawing him in to her bed of infinite recursion - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"

Of equations that are deceivingly simple - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"


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Whose greens vary according to light and wind - Cecily Parks "Hackberry"

Arranged its shade to let hearts of sunlight fall - Cecily Parks "Hackberry"

The blessing of an open window - Cecily Parks "Hackberry"

And walked barefoot on the sharp stones - Cecily Parks "Hackberry"

The evil spirits will do as they please with our nights - Cecily Parks "Hackberry"

As we sit together in the disappearing room - Cecily Parks "Hackberry"


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How did you explain the light - Maya C. Popa "Letter to Noah's Wife"

To read for signs of imminence - Maya C. Popa "One Way or Another"

The same river twice stepped in - Maya C. Popa "One Way or Another"

Rises gently on the harbor - Maya C. Popa "One Way or Another"

Come disguised as life - Maya C. Popa "One Way or Another"

But fracture on fact - Maya C. Popa "One Way or Another"


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Sad lagoons to bathe the icy stars - Magda Portal "Film Vermouth: Six O'Clock Show" transl. by Allan Francovich and Kathleen Weaver

Slashed by tiny blades of fear - Magda Portal "Film Vermouth: Six O'Clock Show" transl. by Allan Francovich and Kathleen Weaver

Illusionist of my puppet theatre - Magda Portal "Film Vermouth: Six O'Clock Show" transl. by Allan Francovich and Kathleen Weaver

The taut cord of the ultimate test - Magda Portal "Film Vermouth: Six O'Clock Show" transl. by Allan Francovich and Kathleen Weaver

On the parallel sides of the present - Magda Portal [Untitled] transl. by Allan Francovich and Kathleen Weaver


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Tunes the sounding lyre - P.P. Pratt "The Millennium"

Lights the dark vale of sorrow - P.P. Pratt "The Millennium"

By prophets long foretold - P.P. Pratt "The Millennium"

Let kings and empires tremble - P.P. Pratt "The Millennium"

Fields of ice unbounded - P.P. Pratt "The Millennium"

Poured the ten plagues on Egypt - P.P. Pratt "The Millennium"


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The demons of the storm - E.J. Pratt "Carlo"

That clutched the widow's pulse - E.J. Pratt "The Conclusion of 'Rachel'"

Whistling interludes of death - E.J. Pratt "The Conclusion of 'Rachel'"

Notes of despair unuttered - E.J. Pratt "The Conclusion of 'Rachel'"

The moon's slow tapers burning - E.J. Pratt "The Dead Calm"

The distant brim of silent waters - E.J. Pratt "Evening"

Through Time's circling dust - E.J. Pratt "Evening"

Except the scream of some wild bird - E.J. Pratt "Flashlights and Echoes"

The sun's white alchemy - E.J. Pratt "Flashlights and Echoes"

Rosemary and thorn and thyme - E.J. Pratt "Flashlights and Echoes"

Would exhaust the lavender of heaven - E.J. Pratt "Flashlights and Echoes"

Before the smile of Ceres - E.J. Pratt "Flashlights and Echoes"

From night's crystal bars - E.J. Pratt "Flashlights and Echoes"

In wreaths of white stars - E.J. Pratt "Flashlights and Echoes"

Upon the flux of sand - E.J. Pratt "The Flood Tide"

Rifling Polaris and the Seven Stars - E.J. Pratt "The Fog"

The four threads of the compass - E.J. Pratt "The Fog"

A breath of unnamed pestilence - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

That buried hope with dust - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

Forget November's hecatombs - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

Dust around the season's tombs - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

Like a crocus in the swamps of spring - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

Find homes in thunder peals - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

The cool cloisters of the dawn - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

The torpor of earth's granite veins - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

The gift of minted treasure - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

Earth's diurnal axis overruled - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

The latent rhythms of the daisies - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

Dust gathers in my mouth - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

Give the echo to your dancing words - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

Where sacred fires once burned - E.J. Pratt "The Hidden Scar"

That neither wind nor frost could close - E.J. Pratt "The Ice-Floes"

With the speed of hounds - E.J. Pratt "The Ice-Floes"

Like sheep in a storm - E.J. Pratt "The Ice-Floes"

Hail and white-flaked fantasy - E.J. Pratt "In a Beloved Home"

Swept by tidal power - E.J. Pratt "In Absentia"

The sky was but an anchor - E.J. Pratt "In Absentia"

Held months so saturnine - E.J. Pratt "In Absentia"

As ill-starred May and blank September - E.J. Pratt "In Absentia"

From earth's unstable shores - E.J. Pratt "In Memoriam"

With cryptic tokens of the slain - E.J. Pratt "In Retreat"

That guard the ports of life - E.J. Pratt "In Retreat"

Take the threads of faith apart - E.J. Pratt "In Retreat"

Filtered from life's confessions - E.J. Pratt "In Retreat"

The vortex of a lightless fate - E.J. Pratt "Loss of the Steamship Florizel"

All in November air - E.J. Pratt "Magnolia Blossoms"

Acid-etched upon her heart - E.J. Pratt "Magnolia Blossoms"

Fruit before the time of leaves - E.J. Pratt "Magnolia Blossoms"

Within the terrors of eclipse - E.J. Pratt "Ode to December, 1917"

Treasures of a wealth untold - E.J. Pratt "Ode to December, 1917"

This nameless triad of the years - E.J. Pratt "Ode to December, 1917"

Stir the ashes of our altars - E.J. Pratt "Ode to December, 1917"

Time on kindlier wings - E.J. Pratt "Ode to December, 1917"

The raven plumes of this December - E.J. Pratt "Ode to December, 1917"

Apparatus for detecting fog - E.J. Pratt "Overheard in a Cove"

The calculated way the wind uprises - E.J. Pratt "Overheard in a Cove"

A kettle full of juniper - E.J. Pratt "Overheard in a Cove"

In your mind's horizon - E.J. Pratt "Overheard in a Cove"

Would not another zero do - E.J. Pratt "Overheard in a Cove"

The evidence of the Fathers - E.J. Pratt "Overheard in a Cove"

From skeletons of serpents - E.J. Pratt "Overheard in a Cove"

Has wrought its destinies - E.J. Pratt "Overheard in a Cove"

Vouched for all that Solomon said - E.J. Pratt "The Passing of Jerry Moore"

Catching fish to pay his debts - E.J. Pratt "The Passing of Jerry Moore"

Merely the miracle of belief - E.J. Pratt "The Passing of Jerry Moore"

In raw December weather - E.J. Pratt "The Passing of Jerry Moore"

Beside that broken gate - E.J. Pratt "The Pine Tree"

Cover with a tranquil grace - E.J. Pratt "Re-Born"

Whom the winds had buffeted - E.J. Pratt "Re-Born"

White-winged mother of crags - E.J. Pratt "Re-Born"

A child of thy fevered unrest - E.J. Pratt "The Secret of the Sea"

Lies broken as with centuries - E.J. Pratt "Sea Variations"

Through the silent tenure of the night - E.J. Pratt "Sea Variations"

Bade the sterile moon to multiply - E.J. Pratt "Sea Variations"

Sent vast leagues of silver fire - E.J. Pratt "Sea Variations"

Part vulture, part wolf - E.J. Pratt "The Shark"

The eternal story of the sea - E.J. Pratt "The Toll of the Bells"

Ends like a sobbing wave - E.J. Pratt "The Toll of the Bells"

The bells' slow ocean tones - E.J. Pratt "The Toll of the Bells"


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Whose root claws at the midworld fire - Alan Porter "Introduction to a Narrative Poem"

Cold and eternal gales - Alan Porter "Introduction to a Narrative Poem"

That buffets back slow time - Alan Porter "Introduction to a Narrative Poem"

And feel solidity's foundation stir - Alan Porter "Introduction to a Narrative Poem"

Barren apples beard the rocks - Alan Porter "Introduction to a Narrative Poem"

Rifted by years of rain - Alan Porter "Introduction to a Narrative Poem"

Featureless winter of grief - Alan Porter "Introduction to a Narrative Poem"

Feet that understand no path - Alan Porter "Introduction to a Narrative Poem"

And despair lays present ambush - Alan Porter "Introduction to a Narrative Poem"

Held imagination's candle high - Alan Porter "Life and Luxury"

Dazed all the dark with sweetness - Alan Porter "Life and Luxury"

Nor juggle with men's bones - Alan Porter "Life and Luxury"

Amid the tempest he aroused - Alan Porter "Life and Luxury"

Grudging to lose a pebble - Alan Porter "Life and Luxury"

After ill magics and long labours - Alan Porter "Life and Luxury"

And Socrates won hemlock - Alan Porter "Life and Luxury"

The seasonless monotonies of walls - Alan Porter "Life and Luxury"


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Saluted the lions three - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

Ill eagles fair in the lion's lair - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

To the eagle leave the sky - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

Now is revenge for an ancient grudge - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

Who out upon Fate did call - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

His heart in the minstrel's hand - John Presland "A Ballad of King Richard"

So thickly sown with stars - John Presland "The Deluge"

A vase of ebon in a silver shroud - John Presland "The Deluge"

Nightingale with her ecstatic pain transfixed - John Presland "The Deluge"

Shadows cast by palace walls - John Presland "The Deluge"

That web of close-knit darkness - John Presland "The Deluge"

Crowned with stars for flowers - John Presland "The Deluge"

Like fever chill in fever burning - John Presland "The Deluge"

The secret riddle of this universe - John Presland "The Deluge"

Spare us last catastrophe - John Presland "The Deluge"

The call of quails across the desert - John Presland "The Deluge"

Truth approaches us on flaming wings - John Presland "The Deluge"

Nurtured for the hungry waters - John Presland "The Deluge"

May still retrieve its heart's Eurydice - John Presland "February"

Its undersong of silence born - John Presland "A January Morning"

Whose colour was but echo - John Presland "A January Morning"

Harmonies of wedded hue - John Presland "A January Morning"

With sun's November worth - John Presland "November"

One word dispel a cloud of tears - John Presland "November"

In the black December frost - John Presland "A Song"

Clean cast from Perfection's brain - John Presland "Tapestry"

With fingers thrice refined - John Presland "Tapestry"

Guarded by silver-footed antelope - John Presland "To a Robin in December"

Silver pipe of hope - John Presland "To a Robin in December"

Secret nature's treasure room - John Presland "To April"

Come back to the primroses again - John Presland "To J.F.W."

Glimmers through the footsteps of Persephone - John Presland "To J.F.W."

In his starry sphere remote - John Presland "To the Leaders of Both Parties January 1910"

The Protean shapes of evil - John Presland "To the Leaders of Both Parties January 1910"

Having knit, untie the knot - John Presland "A Villa on the Bay of Naples"

To lie beneath your foot in hell - John Presland "A Villa on the Bay of Naples"

For what the oak left unexpressed - John Presland "Wisdom and Youth"


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