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Song of the Night
A Poem by
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Sing the crickets and frogs and bugs and rain:“Summer is here and we are free again!”In perfect harmony, the great composers couldn’..
Storm in the Woods or In the Woods
A Poem by
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This work goes by two similar titles
[Rain snores on]
A Poem by
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Having gone untitled, this work goes by it's first line
For She is Sleep
A Poem by
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This is one of two versions of this work. It is unclear which is the earlier version.
[Can You See the Tree in the Square]
A Poem by
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This unnamed work uses it's first line as a title.
Foliage
A Poem by
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I see only leaves Yet with them variety- Some brown, turned to dust with a breeze Some green, dancing with gaiety Some crushed under feet Some or..
[I Wish I Had]
A Poem by
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This unnamed work takes it's first line as a title.
Lines Composed at Tollgate Road
A Poem by
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How lovely is the shoot That sprouts from a minuscule seed, Not long after it first takes root It's adorned with magnificent leaves!
What Nobody Knows
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Nobody knows Where the terramelons grow Nobody knows A good price for clothes Or the best recipe for scones Or how to read prose Or the Bolly-Wa..
Our Things Sing of Some "Thing"
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He is not a thing. but whatever
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