útržky poezie XXIV.


Undine Your lauhter is light, your caress deep Your cold kisses love the harm they do; Your eyes-blue lotus waves And the water lilies are less pure than your face.. You flee, a fluid parting, Your ... Celý článek

útržky poezie XXIII.


The Crazy Woman I shall not sing a May song. A May song should be gay. I’ll wait until November And sing a song of gray. I’ll wait until November That is the time for me. ... Celý článek

útržky poezie XXII.


August Midnight I A shaded lamp and a waving blind, And the beat of a clock from a distant floor: On this scene enter—winged, horned, and spined - A longlegs, a moth, and a dumbledore; While ... Celý článek

útržky poezie XXI.


Fear Fear of seeing a police car pull into the drive. Fear of falling asleep at night. Fear of not falling asleep. Fear of the past rising up. Fear of the present taking flight. Fear of ... Celý článek

útržky poezie XX.


In those years, people will say, we lost track of the meaning of we, of you we found ourselves reduced to I and the whole thing became silly, ironic, terrible: we were trying to live a ... Celý článek

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