The postman comes when I am still in bed. "Postman, what do you have for me today?" Read more...
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A Sickness of this World it most occasions When Best Men die. Read more...
A SIGHT in camp in the day-break grey and dim, As from my tent I emerge so early, sleepless, Read more...
past parentage or gender beyond sung vocables Read more...
A single Clover Plank Was all that saved a Bee Read more...
A single Screw of Flesh Is all that pins the Soul Read more...
A slant of sun on dull brown walls, A forgotten sky of bashful blue. Read more...
A slash of Blue -- A sweep of Gray -- Read more...
A Sloop of Amber slips away Upon an Ether Sea, Read more...
A soft Sea washed around the House A Sea of Summer Air Read more...
