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HOLLANDER, John

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… London Have you seen the old man In the closed-down market Kicking up the paper, with his worn out shoes? In his eyes you see no pride Hand held loosely at his side Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news So how can you tell me you're lonely, And say for you that the sun don't shine? Let me … ― Ralph McTELL Lees verder › … winds moan About the naked uplands. I alone Am neither sad, nor shelterless, nor gray, Wrapped round with thought, content to watch and dream. A Forecast What days await this woman, whose strange feet Breathe spells, whose presence makes men dream like wine, Tall, free and slender as the … ― Archibald LAMPMAN Lees verder › … And in His eyes there shone a gleam Men journey far to seek. It was Himself my pity bought; I did for Christ alone What all of Rome could not have wrought With bruise of lash or stone. The Wise Dead men are wisest, for they know How far the roots of flowers go, How long a seed must rot to grow … ― Countie CULLEN Lees verder › … the fancy cold; Then, frigid patterns, sleep inviolate Within your glassy cells. Unkindly fate Denied you death and so denied you life I want my plants to feel the tonic strife Of all the testing elements; to know The flagellation of the rain, the snow, The scathing sun, the shrapnel of the hail; … ― Donald PARSON Lees verder ›