That One (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
Oh days devoted to the useless burden of putting out of mind the biography of a minor poet of the ...
Oh days devoted to the useless burden of putting out of mind the biography of a minor poet of the ...
THERE are some powerful odours that can pass Out of the stoppard flagon; even glass To them is porous. Oft ...
THOU, O my Grief, be wise and tranquil still, The eve is thine which even now drops down, To carry ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
I. That was I, you heard last night, When there rose no moon at all, Nor, to pierce the strained ...
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
THE LAMP of day, with-ill presaging glare, Dim, cloudy, sank beneath the western wave; Th' inconstant blast howl'd thro' the ...
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
Moving from left to left, the light is heavy on the Dome, and coarse. One small lunette turns it aside ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . . It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and falls ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
WHAT thing shall be held up to woman's beauty? Where are the bounds of it? Yea, what is all The ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
Kind of empty in the way it sees everything, the earth gets to its feet andsalutes the sky. More of ...
Hebrew writing and Arabic writing go from east to west, Latin writing, from west to east. Languages are like cats: ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
In his cool hall, with haggard eyes, The Roman noble lay; He drove abroad, in furious guise, Along the Appian ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
In the burned house I am eating breakfast. You understand: there is no house, there is no breakfast, yet here ...
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