A Childs Christmas In Wales : Thomas Dylan : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

. A Childs Christmas In Walesby Dylan Thomas One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all soundexcept the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never rememberwhether it snowed for six days and six nights whenContinue reading “A Childs Christmas In Wales : Thomas Dylan : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

Portrait of a Lady : T.S. Eliot : : December Poems : : Months Poems ; :

Portrait of a Lady : : T.S. Eliot : : : : from Prufrock and Other Observations (1915) Thou hast committed —Fornication: but that was in another country,And besides, the wench is dead.–The Jew of Malta I Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon 1You have the scene arrange itself–as it will seemContinue reading “Portrait of a Lady : T.S. Eliot : : December Poems : : Months Poems ; :”

The Chinese Nightingale :Vachel Lindsay : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

Chinese Nightingaleby Vachel Lindsay A Song in Chinese Tapestries “How, how,” he said. “Friend Chang,” I said,“San Francisco sleeps as the dead—Ended license, lust and play:Why do you iron the night away?Your big clock speaks with a deadly sound,With a tick and a wail till dawn comes round. While the monster shadows glower and creep,WhatContinue reading “The Chinese Nightingale :Vachel Lindsay : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

Courage : Robert William Service : December Poems : : Months Poems : ;

Courage : : : : Robert William Service : : : : Today I opened wide my eyes, 1And stared with wonder and surprise, 2To see beneath November skies 3 An apple blossom peer; 4Upon a branch as bleak as night 5It gleamed exultant on my sight, 6A fairy beacon burning bright 7Of hope andContinue reading “Courage : Robert William Service : December Poems : : Months Poems : ;”

Who Runs America ? : Allen Ginsberg : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

Allen Ginsberg Who Runs America? : : By Allen Ginsberg : : ::Oil brown smog over Denver Oil red dung colored smoke level to level across the horizon blue tainted sky above Oil car smog gasoline hazing red Denver’s day December bare trees sticking up from housetop streets Plane lands rumbling, planes rise over radarContinue reading “Who Runs America ? : Allen Ginsberg : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

Oranges : Gary Soto : December Poems : ; Months Poems : :

Oranges : : By GARY SOTO first time I walkedWith a girl, I was twelve,Cold, and weighted downWith two oranges in my jacket. 4 December. 5 Frost crackingBeneath my steps, my breathBefore me, then gone,As I walked towardHer house, the one whosePorch light burned yellowNight and day, in any weather. 12 A dog barked atContinue reading “Oranges : Gary Soto : December Poems : ; Months Poems : :”

One Last Poem For Richard : Sandra Cisneros : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

One Last Poem For Richard : : By Sandra CisnerosDecember 24th and we’re through again. This time for good I know because I didn’tthrow you out — and anyway we waved. No shoes. No angry doors. We folded clothes and wentour separate ways. You left behind that flannel shirtof yours I liked but remembered toContinue reading “One Last Poem For Richard : Sandra Cisneros : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

Love And Friendship : Emily Bronze : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

Love and Friendshipby Emily Brontë Love is like the wild rose-briar,Friendship like the holly-tree —The holly is dark when the rose-briar bloomsBut which will bloom most contantly?The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,Its summer blossoms scent the air;Yet wait till winter comes againAnd who will call the wild-briar fair?Then scorn the silly rose-wreath nowAndContinue reading “Love And Friendship : Emily Bronze : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

Ode To Tomatoes : Pablo Neruda : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

Ode To Tomatoes : : By Pablo Neruda : : : ; : : : The streetfilled with tomatoes,midday,summer,light ishalvedlikeatomato,its juicerunsthrough the streets. In December,unabated,the tomatoinvadesthe kitchen,it enters at lunchtime,takesits easeon countertops,among glasses,butter dishes,blue saltcellars. It shedsits own light,benign majesty. Unfortunately, we mustmurder it:the knifesinksinto living flesh,redvisceraa coolsun,profound,inexhaustible,populates the saladsof Chile,happily, it is wedto theContinue reading “Ode To Tomatoes : Pablo Neruda : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

December Snow : William Belcher Glazier : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

December Snowby William Belcher Glazier : : : : Fall thickly on the rose-bush,O faintly falling snow!For she is gone who trained its branch,And wooed its bud to blow.Cover the well-known path-way,O damp December snow,Her step no longer lingers there,When stars begin to glow.Melt in the rapid river,O cold and cheerless snow!She sees no moreContinue reading “December Snow : William Belcher Glazier : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

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