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George Sterling: calm hub of wild Bohemian Carmel community
As It Was in the Beginning The royal word goes forth, and armies do The work of devils. Agony and waste Are on the world, and the grim legions haste ...
Edgar Lee Masters: epitaph voices
Alfred Moir Why was I not devoured by self-contempt, And rotted down by indifference And impotent revolt like Indignation Jones? Why, with all of my errant steps Did I miss ...
Nancy Foley: of Valentines and vampires
Heart of Gold It is only with the heart that we can see rightly. What is essential is invisible to the eye. – Saint-Exupery Get to the heart of the ...
Robinson Jeffers: early proponent of the environmental movement
Self-Criticism in February The bay is not blue but sombre yellow With wrack from the battered valley, it is speckled with violent foam-heads And tiger-striped with long lovely storm-shadow. You ...
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