Janet Waking
Beautifully Janet slept
Till it was deeply morning. She woke then
And thought about her dainty-feathered hen, . . .
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January, 1795
Pavement slipp’ry, people sneezing,
Lords in ermine, beggars freezing;
Titled gluttons dainties carving, . . .
John Lennon
The music was already turning sad,
those fresh-faced voices singing in a round
the lie that time could set its needle back . . .
['Joy of my life, full oft for loving you']
Joy of my life, full oft for loving you
I bless my lot, that was so lucky placed:
But then the more your own mishap I rue, . . .
July in Washington
The stiff spokes of this wheel
touch the sore spots of the earth.
. . .
