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...the brimming East
The oval moon, a perfect pearl.
In that large lustre all our haste surceased,
The sail seemed fain to furl,

The silent steersman landward turned,
And ship and shore set breast to breast.
Under a palm wherethrough a planet burned
We ate, and sank to rest.

But soon from sleep's dear death (it seemed)
I rose and strolled along the sea
Down silver distances that faintly gleamed
On to infinity.

Till suddenly I paused, for lo!
A shape (from whence I ne'er divin...Read more of this...

...er than an isle of calm after the wild sea race,
The quiet room adorned with flowers where first I saw thy face! 

Then furl the sail, let fall the oar, forget the paths of foam!
The Power that made me wander far at last has brought me home
To thee, dear haven of my heart, and I no more will roam....Read more of this...

...with the
Whirring of almighty wings.
Wings, wings, endless wings,—
Heaven and earth are wings;
Wings that flutter, furl, and fold,
Always folding and unfolding,
Ever folding yet again;
Wings, veiling some vast
And veiléd face,
In blazing blackness,
Behind the folding and unfolding,
The rolling and unrolling of
Almighty wings!
I saw the black men huddle,
Fumed in fear, falling face downward;
Vainly I clutched and clawed,
Dumbly they cringed and cowered,
Moani...Read more of this...

...t now!
Then, Number One, let down the tent-pole slow,
Knock out the pegs an' 'old the corners -- so!
Fold in the flies, furl up the ropes, an' stow!
Oh, strike -- oh, strike your camp an' go!
 (Gawd 'elp us!)...Read more of this...

...wind comes out of the haven's arms to greet us,
Bringing with it the song that is sung on the ancient shore!
Shipmates, furl we our sails­we have left the seas behind us,
Gladly finding at last our homes and our loves once more....Read more of this...

...ween

rows of glowing corn and
cabbages grown on acres past

the edge of the city.
Surrendered flags,

their nightgowns furl and
unfurl around their legs.

Only women could be this
white. Like mules,

they are sterile
and it appears that

their mouths are always
open. Because they are thin

as weeds, the albinos
look hungry. If you drive out

to the farm, tree branches will
point the way. No map will show

where, no phone is listed.
It will seem that the moon, plump

above th...Read more of this...

...s in sport
Shift from cloud to moonlight; or edging over thunder 
Slips a ray of sun; or sweeping into port
White sails furl; or on the ocean borders
White sails lean along the waves leaping green. 
Visions of her shower before me, but from eyesight 
Guarded she would be like the sun were she seen. 

Front door and back of the mossed old farmhouse
Open with the morn, and in a breezy link
Freshly sparkles garden to stripe-shadowed orchard,
Green across a rill where on sand the...Read more of this...

...e doubtful rocks,Or if my exile have but a fair end,How happy shall I be to furl my sail,And my last anchor cast in some sure port;But, ah! I burn, and, as some blazing bark,So hard to me to leave my wonted life. Lord of my end and master of my life,Before I lose my bark amid the rocks,Read more of this...

...r stardust
the grit the pearl
was fostered out of
minute (maybe) but precious
from it – never out of
esteem – the proud furl
forwards and the far thrust
that blossoms into dream
able to wish us
shares in the cosmic scheme

well – if the mess we make of things
in the dirty now
the piqued powers we grant
to the unnatural twisters
don’t forfeit that grant
skydust should endow
(despite all bunderings)
god be in the grain
of life’s worst festers
starspeak find tongue again...Read more of this...

...he leaves are splashing,
And water is dashing
Over those creepers, for they are shrouds;
And men are running up them to furl the sails,
For there is a capful of wind to-day,
And we are already well under way.
The deck is aslant in the bubbling breeze.
"Theodore, please.
Oh, Dear, how you tease!"
And the boatswain's whistle sounds again,
And the men pull on the sheets:
"My name is Hanging Johnny,
Away-i-oh;
They call me Hanging Johnny,
So hang, 
boys, hang."
The trees of the f...Read more of this...

...The furl of fresh-leaved dogrose down 
His cheeks the forth-and-flaunting sun 
Had swarthed about with lion-brown 
Before the Spring was done. 

His locks like all a ravel-rope’s-end,
With hempen strands in spray— 
Fallow, foam-fallow, hanks—fall’n off their ranks, 
Swung down at a disarray. 

Or like a juicy and jostling shock 
Of bluebells sheaved in May
Or wi...Read more of this...

...hall We gather up the sea?"

Loud sang the souls of the jolly, jolly mariners:
 "Plague upon the hurricane that made us furl and flee!
 But the war is done between us,
 In the deep the Lord hath seen us --
 Our bones we'll leave the barracout', and God may sink the sea!"

Then said the soul of Judas that betray]ed Him:
 "Lord, hast Thou forgotten Thy covenant with me?
 How once a year I go
 To cool me on the floe?
 And Ye take my day of mercy if Ye take away the sea!"

Then s...Read more of this...

...he boats are sailing homeward now across the harbor bar
With many a jest and many a shout from fishing grounds afar.
So furl your sails and take your rest, ye fisher folk so brown,
For task and quest are ended when the dark comes down. 

When the dark comes down, oh, the landward valleys fill
Like brimming cups of purple, and on every landward hill
There shines a star of twilight that is watching evermore
The low, dim lighted meadows by the long, dim-lighted shore,
For there,...Read more of this...

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