City Crow You choose the tallest trees on which to light. Though wrens may find content in sheltering rooves, Sparrows delight in clattering horses' hooves, Dark pines are yours, winged fragment of...
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Swan Out of Water (Public Gardens, Boston) They float, they glide, they bend and beck, Flowering from that they travel in, Each preening, poising head and neck A sentient snaky javelin; Each...
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What the Mountain Sheep Thought The moon's a golden eagle's egg, And soon as it shall hatch The mother eagle will swoop down My little lamb to catch. But though I'm timid, I can climb, And ere...
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Wheat Stacks The Kansas stacks are fresh-baked loaves Upon a table ranged in line; But Minnesota stacks are groves Of pointed fir and branching pine. The men whose beauty-building hands Reared...
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The Lonely Plowman Up and down the furrows A lonely man was I; The mice were in their burrows, The birds were in the sky, The hares went scudding by. Round and round the ridges The horses...
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The Last Supper {Scene in the Refectory of Santa Maria delle Grazie in Milan, 1498.) Leonardo da Vinci speaks: Away with compliments, good lords and gentlefolk Of Milan, buzzing hives of...
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