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A dozen poems

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Trees, by Joyce Kilmer



I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,

Complete Poem


A Familiar in a Strange Land, by Frederick J. Mayer



Catabolism of its soul's shadows
of its sole caterwaul
on winds that now blow its cabal
Parafeline of penumbra spaces
within prismic lines

Complete Poem


On a Subway Express, by Chester Firkins



I, who have lost the stars, the sod,
For chilling pave and cheerless light,
Have made my meeting-place with God
A new and nether Night --

Have found a fane where thunder fills

Complete Poem


The Native-Born, by Rudyard Kipling



We've drunk to the Queen -- God bless her! --
We've drunk to our mothers' land;
We've drunk to our English brother
(But he does not understand);
We've drunk to the wide creation,

Complete Poem


Joe Hill, by Alfred Hayes



I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night
Alive as you or me
Says I, But Joe, you're ten years dead
I never died, says he
I never died, says he

Complete Poem


The Land o' the Leal, by Carolina, Lady Nairne



I'M wearin' awa', John
Like snaw-wreaths in thaw, John,
I'm wearin' awa'
To the land o' the leal.
There 's nae sorrow there, John,

Complete Poem


Bayswater, W., by Arthur H. Adams



About me leagues of houses lie,
Above me, grim and straight and high,
They climb; the terraces lean up
Like long grey reefs against the sky.

Packed tier on tier the people dwell;

Complete Poem


Song, by Matthew Prior



THE merchant, to secure his treasure,
Conveys it in a borrow'd name:
Euphelia serves to grace my measure;
But Chloe is my real flame.

My softest verse, my darling lyre,

Complete Poem


Love is a Sickness, by Samuel Daniel



LOVE is a sickness full of woes,
All remedies refusing;
A plant that with most cutting grows,
Most barren with best using.
Why so?

Complete Poem


The Automobile, by Percy MacKaye



Fluid the world flowed under us: the hills
Billow on billow of umbrageous green
Heaved us, aghast, to fresh horizons, seen
One rapturous instant, blind with flash of rills
And silver-rising storms and dewy stills

Complete Poem


A Nocturne, by George Essex Evans



Like weary sea-birds spent with flight
And faltering,
The slow hours beat across the night
On leaden wing.
The wild bird knows where rest shall be

Complete Poem


Where Are You, by Brother De Buff



The place in my heart is empty
I want to scream come back I love you
Words are lost
on my action of the past
Heavy is my burden I must continue

Complete Poem

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