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the arrival of spring (cathe waller)

© Rg Gregory

on the last day of winter i went to bed
harsh winds rainstorms beating my head
houses trees with a sucked-out look
new year flaked from the old one's hook

--A COSTLY good ; that none e'er bought or sold
For gem, or pearl, or miser's store, twice told :
Save certain watery pearls, possessed by all,
Which, one by one, may buy it as they fall.
Of these, though precious, few will not suffice,
So slow the traffic, and so large the price !

i'm going to give up loving you

© Rg Gregory

i'm going to give up loving you
i'm going to hate you instead
living's so difficult difficult baby
hating's like staying in bed

avalanche

© Rg Gregory

all is still on this starless night
the mountain waits
quiescent as a cat
smoothing crag and chasm
to a white fur

Abolition Of Slavery In The District Of Columbia, 1862

© John Greenleaf Whittier

When first I saw our banner wave

Above the nation's council-hall,

we say

© Rg Gregory

we say blame the teachers
don't we send our young to school
to be taught the simple rules
for decent public-spirited behaviour

Of The Nature Of Things: Book I - Part 01 - Proem

© Lucretius

Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men,

Dear Venus that beneath the gliding stars

starling

© Rg Gregory

a starling sat on the roof
(i don't know how young)
croaking in an old man's voice
cross with the dapper world

Only A Dream

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

METHOUGHT I saw thee yesternight
Sit by me in the olden guise,
The white robes and the pain foregone,
Weaving instead of amaranth crown
A web of mortal dyes.

images of snow - february 1996

© Rg Gregory

snow is a thousand flowers
the chinese probably said
hundreds and thousands this morning
drop their garlands on my head
last night the festoons started
long before we went to bed

The Shepherd Boy

© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

Little and lonely,
Knowing me only,
Shall I not comfort you, shepherd-boy?

ulster

© Rg Gregory

but think
if there weren't any old labels
nobody would ever be shot dead

Olney Hymn 27: Welcome To The Table

© William Cowper

This is the feast of heavenly wine,
And God invites to sup;
The juices of the living Vine
Were press'd to fill the cup.

the sex-peace

© Rg Gregory

the first thing about a man my son
is that hes not a woman and dont
let any woman tell you what a man is
or any kind of man with his own agenda

Boccaccio

© Eugene Field

One day upon a topmost shelf
I found a precious prize indeed,
Which father used to read himself,
But did not want us boys to read;

crematorium-return

© Rg Gregory

i)
ok the pair of you lie still
what's disturbing me need pass
no fretful hand over your peace
this world's vicissitudes are stale
fodder for you who feed the grass

Eclogue the Third Abra

SCENE, a forest TIME, the Evening

In Georgia's land, where Tefflis' towers are seen,

understanding lemons

© Rg Gregory

lemons dont let you admire yourself too much
they stick from their tree like awkward thoughts
demanding a truth be told even if the tongue
would prefer a far more sickly explanation