My five-word poems number five hundred my seven-word poems seventy-nine my three-word poems twenty-one altogether six hundred rhymes usually I write them on cliffs boasting a passable hand whoever can fathom my verses is truly the mother of buddhas | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ORPHAN BOY'S TALE by AMELIA OPIE ON LAYING THE CORNER-STONE OF THE BUNKER HILL MOMUMENT by JOHN PIERPONT THE PAUPER'S DEATH-BED by CAROLINE ANNE BOWLES SOUTHEY L. OF G.'S PURPORT by WALT WHITMAN PERFECT WOMAN by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH QUITS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH HUNTING: EPILOGUE. TO HAVE A FAITHFUL FRIEND by JULIANA BERNERS |