Emily Dickenson, # 249 |
Wild Nights -- Wild Nights!Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our Luxury! Futile -- the Winds -- To a Heart in port -- Done with the Compass -- Done with the Chart! Rowing in Eden -- Ah, the Sea! ...
Posted by on Tue, 01 May 2007 10:32:00 GMT |
"Sous-Entendu" by Anne Stevenson |
Don't thinkthat I don't knowthat as you talk to methe hand of your mindis inconspicuouslytaking off my stocking,moving in resourceful blindnessup along my thigh.Don't thinkthat I don't knowthat you kn...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 15:14:00 GMT |
"In The Desert" by Stephen Crane |
In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said: "Is it good, friend?" "It is bitter -- bitter," he answered; "But I ...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 15:11:00 GMT |
