Landscape of a Vomiting Multitude (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
The fat lady came out first, tearing out roots and moistening drumskins. The fat lady who turns dying octopuses inside ...
The fat lady came out first, tearing out roots and moistening drumskins. The fat lady who turns dying octopuses inside ...
Y que yo me la llev? al r?o creyendo que era mozuela, pero ten?a marido. Fue la noche de Santiago ...
For Ann London As you described your mastectomy in calm detail and bared your chest so I might see the ...
NOW, rallying once if ne'er again, With flag at half-mast flown, A people in dire need and strain Mans Tyra's ...
WHERE is this patriarch you are kindly greeting? Not unfamiliar to my ear his name, Nor yet unknown to many ...
One hour devoted to the pursuit of Beauty And Love is worth a full century of glory Given by the ...
As we look at human history in every era, every nation each one claiming Christ as we went into battle ...
Reverend Brown told me some of the stories the history of these hallowed grounds Where generations pitched their tents around ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
As a child I played in the same frosty fields barefoot as my no lesser loved classmates, whom we challenged ...
What is it about Bryan Adams and his song 'Summer of 69'? Why do the lyrics linger? Was it 90° ...
Partly to verify an era, partly also to pass the time, last night I picked up a collection of Ptolemaic ...
To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone; O bear me, ye cherubim, ...
I said fate plays a game without a score, and who needs fish if you've got caviar? The triumph of ...
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
This is the lay of Ike. Here's to the glory of the Grewt Whiteâ?"awkâ?" who has been runningâ?"erâ?"erâ?"things in recentâ?"echâ?" ...
Hidden, oh hidden in the high fog the house we live in, beneath the magnetic rock, rain-, rainbow-ridden, where blood-black ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
1 Lo d? che han detto a' dolci amici addio. - Dante Amor, con quanto sforzo oggi mi vinci! - ...
I find it very difficult to enthuse Over the current news. Just when you think that at least the outlook ...
Sleeping-bagged in a duplex wing with fleas, in rock-cleft or building radar bats are darkness in miniature, their whole face ...
The stars are filtering through a tree outside in the moon's silent era. Reality is moving layer over layer like ...
In Nevada there is a field where giant mushrooms grow One mile high and two miles wide, they say on ...
1 We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day. Who in May admire trees flowering Are better than those ...
When she says Margarita she means Daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, "I'll never ...
Some people find out they are Jews. They can't believe it. Thy had always hated Jews. As children they had ...
A solitary apartment house, the last one before the boulevard ends and a dusty road winds its slow way out ...
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