Season’s end (Nichita Stanescu Poems)
I was so very awarethat the afternoon was dying in the domes,and all around me sounds froze,turned to winding pillars.I ...
I was so very awarethat the afternoon was dying in the domes,and all around me sounds froze,turned to winding pillars.I ...
ACT III. A cell in the Wartburg Monastery. Enter PRIOR PEPPERCORN with the casket.PRIOR.So! Glittering shell where doubtless shines concealedAn ...
1Meandering abroad in the Lincolnshire meadows dayDay and day a month perhaps, lying at night lonely,The early September evening administering ...
1Wet heat drifts through the afternoonlike a campus dog, a fraternity ghostwaiting to stay home from football games.The arches are ...
It starts with the picture of my grandfather,machinegunned in his car, Packard De Luxe, 1923.A snapshot with poor composition, slightlyout ...
this(let's remember)day died again andagain;whose golden,crimson dooms conceive an oceaning abyss of orange dream larger than sky times ...
Tumultuous rushing o'er the outstretched plains;A wildered maze of comets and of suns;The blood of changeless God that ever runsWith ...
Higher than the handsomest hotel The lucent comb shows up for miles, but see, All round it close-ribbed streets rise ...
1 Only today and just for this minute, when the sunslant finds its true angle, you can see yellow and ...
The piles on the granite rocks in the river the heavy first snowfall melting in the weather Their sides eaten ...
A question, pregnant on our lips the extent of the devastation the cost of the earthquake in that impoverished land ...
Children under, say, ten, shouldn't know that the universe is ever-expanding, inexorably pushing into the vacuum, galaxies swallowed by galaxies, ...
A crystalline awakening on the plateau, the crisp air as brittle as new celery snaps with expectancy. The cold clings ...
I suppose you could call me heartless as a dull anvil clanking in a sodden barn, the damp wood too ...
My young son asks me: Must I learn mathematics? What is the use, I feel like saying. That two pieces ...
Flak. An eventful thought came to me, who squirm in my hole. How will the matter end? Who's king these ...
Ill lay he long, upon this last return, unvisited. The doctors put everything in the hospital into reluctant Henry and ...
It was a pure white cloud that hung there in the blue, or a jellyfish on a waveless sea, suspended ...
How do you think I feel when you make me talk to you and won't let me stop till the ...
I'm in a strange mood tonight. I aim for the moon and laugh as the elastic snaps behind me, collapsing ...
I MET a Seer, Passing the hues and objects of the world, The fields of art and learning, pleasure, sense, ...
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