“Mine is not a wisdom that would suit others,” (Konstantin Dmitrievich Balmont Poems)
Mine is not a wisdom that would suit others,I only put the fleeting into verse.In every fleeting thing I see ...
Mine is not a wisdom that would suit others,I only put the fleeting into verse.In every fleeting thing I see ...
I I stood once where these rows of deep piazzas Frown on the harbor from their columned pride, ...
He washed out his marred hair and cleaned up his equipment(?), shaking out his locks down over his back,throwing off ...
1. North Carolina, Washington and Baltimore. 2. An auto going south, and words in a room, And outside, pink of ...
Fair dreamer with the brand of fire,A little respite grant, I pray,Before you toss me on the pyreTo burn my ...
We each of us have a good "alibi"For being down here in the "joint"But few of them really are justifiedIf ...
First Song:So many years I sought you, Mary--In gardens, rooms, cities and mountains,In dumps, whores, in acting schools,In sick beds ...
They tell me she is beautiful, my City, That she is colorful and quaint, alone Among the cities. ...
1O you Berlin, you colorful stone, you beast.You cast me with street lamps like briars.Ah, when one flows in the ...
WHAT does it all mean anyway,Noise of cannon and boom of gun,Deafening, colorful fire displayStarting in with the rising sun?Ah, ...
Then his brain snapped, or he swore it did; and soNever was he more sane: for it must be Their ...
I often saw you at the palace of the prince,And twice at Cui's I heard you sing for hours.This southern ...
Only one cell in the frozen hive of night is lit, or so it seems to us: this Vietnamese café, ...
Only on me, the lonely one, The unending stars of the night shine, The stone fountain whispers its magic song, ...
Spring Come, my beloved; let us walk amidst the knolls, For the snow is water, and Life is alive from ...
So many stories, many of pain on the faces, in the eyes, the furtive eyes, the postures, the countenance of ...
Like nothing other than gumdrops the rounded tops of the colorful maples adorned the side of the street on our ...
Raspberry picking led to its own reward scratches, barbs, rash and burn all were a part of the process persistence ...
The Big Easy A world away From home My ears rang and sang With the loud jazz music The jumbalaya ...
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
"little soul, little flirting, little perverse one where are you off to now? little wan one, firm one little exposed ...
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