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One Third Of The Calendar by Ogden Nash
In January everything freezes.
We have two children. Both are she’ses.
This is our January rule:
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One From One Leaves Two by Ogden Nash
Higgledy piggledy, my black hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen.
Gentlemen come every day
To count w..
Old Men by Ogden Nash
People expect old men to die,
They do not really mourn old men.
Old men are different. People lo..
Old Dr. Valentine To His Son by Ogden Nash
Your hopeless patients will live,
Your healthy patients will die.
I have only this word to give:
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Oh To Be Odd! by Ogden Nash
Hypochondriacs
Spend the winter at the bottom of Florida and the summer on top of
the Adirondriacs..
On Winter's Margin by Mary Oliver
On winter’s margin, see the small birds now
With half-forged memories come flocking home
To garden..
One by Mary Oliver
The mosquito is so small
it takes almost nothing to ruin it.
Each leaf, the same.
And the black a..
One Wants A Teller In A Time Like This by Gwendolyn Brooks
One wants a teller in a time like this
One’s not a man, one’s not a woman grown
To bear enormous..
Over and over, like a Tune by Emily Dickinson
Over and over, like a Tune --
The Recollection plays --
Drums off the Phantom Battlements
Cornets..
Out of sight? What of that? by Emily Dickinson
Out of sight? What of that?
See the Bird -- reach it!
Curve by Curve -- Sweep by Sweep --
Round t..
Ourselves were wed one summer -- dear -- by Emily Dickinson
Ourselves were wed one summer -- dear --
Your Vision -- was in June --
And when Your little Lifeti..
Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision. by Emily Dickinson
Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision.
The channel of the dust who once achieves
Invalidates t..
Our share of night to bear by Emily Dickinson
Our share of night to bear --
Our share of morning --
Our blank in bliss to fill
Our blank in sco..
Our own possessions -- though our own -- by Emily Dickinson
Our own possessions -- though our own --
’Tis well to hoard anew --
Remembering the Dimensions
Of..
Our little secrets slink away -- by Emily Dickinson
Our little secrets slink away --
Beside God’s shall not tell --
He kept his word a Trillion years
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Our little Kinsmen -- after Rain by Emily Dickinson
Our little Kinsmen -- after Rain
In plenty may be seen,
A Pink and Pulpy multitude
The tepid Grou..
Opinion is a flitting thing, by Emily Dickinson
Opinion is a flitting thing,
But Truth, outlasts the Sun --
If then we cannot own them both --
Po..
Only God -- detect the Sorrow -- by Emily Dickinson
Only God -- detect the Sorrow --
Only God --
The Jehovahs -- are no Babblers --
Unto God --
God..
Only a Shrine, but Mine -- by Emily Dickinson
Only a Shrine, but Mine --
I made the Taper shine --
Madonna dim, to whom all Feet may come,
Rega..
One thing of it we borrow by Emily Dickinson
One thing of it we borrow
And promise to return --
The Booty and the Sorrow
Its Sweetness to have..
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