Mother and Poet
Dead! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the west by the sea. Dead! both my boys! When you sit at… Read more »
Dead! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the west by the sea. Dead! both my boys! When you sit at… Read more »
Beloved, My Beloved Beloved,when I think That thou wast in the world a year ago, What time I sat alone here in the snow And saw no footprint, heard the… Read more »
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For… Read more »