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Together – Siegfried Sassoon

Splashing along the boggy woods all day, And over brambled hedge and holding clay, I shall not think of him: But when the watery fields grow brown and dim, And hounds have lost their fox, and horses tire, I know … Continue reading

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We May Live Together – Anne Bradstreet

If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov’d by wife, then thee. If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole … Continue reading

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Green And Gold – Nomad Omnia

Nothing gold can stay’ You said…’but why? ‘ ‘It’s nature’s way’ (My weak reply) . Gold yields to green For green lives long Yet burns to gold At Autumn’s song

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Green – David Herbert Lawrence

The dawn was apple-green, The sky was green wine held up in the sun, The moon was a golden petal between. She opened her eyes, and green They shone, clear like flowers undone, For the first time, now for the … Continue reading

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The Green Bowl – Amy Lowell

This little bowl is like a mossy pool In a Spring wood, where dogtooth violets grow Nodding in chequered sunshine of the trees; A quiet place, still, with the sound of birds, Where, though unseen, is heard the endless song … Continue reading

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Sexual Soup – Erica Jong

A man so sick that the sexual soup cannot save him – the chicken soup of sex which cures everything: tossed mane of noodles, bits of pale white meat. the globules of yellow fat like love… But he is a … Continue reading

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Milkmaid – Laurie Lee

The girl’s far treble, muted to the heat, calls like a fainting bird across the fields to where her flock lies panting for her voice, their black horns buried deep in marigolds. They climb awake, like drowsy butterflies, and press … Continue reading

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