Poeme des heures de Buchenwald (Andre Verdet Poems)
Day is withdrawing like an old kingDispossessed of his crownBy barbarian foreignersAlone on the road to exileHe turns back at ...
Day is withdrawing like an old kingDispossessed of his crownBy barbarian foreignersAlone on the road to exileHe turns back at ...
When Letty had scarce pass'd her third glad year, And her young artless words began to flow,One day we gave ...
Among earth's poets certain known of fewPass into deathlessness o'er death's frontiers,Unpraised, unprized, unlaurell'd of their peers.Yet in time's patient ...
'Unreasonable' Poles, why do you falter?Be sensible—be realistic, pray.Yours are the only frontiers that must alter:You are the one crusader ...
Those wild beesfrom unknown frontiersthat you often see vibrate headlonginto yellow blossoma swarm born outsideevery ordinance and lawlike the stubborn ...
('The Russian People are entitled to safe frontiers.'-The Prime Minister)But, sir, what line of land is 'safe' to-dayWith doodle-bugs and ...
Noiseless wrinkles on our forehead the frontiers of history, shed oblique glances at Homer's verses. Illusions full of guilt redeem ...
(to where the ashes of both my parents are strewn) i) ok the pair of you lie still what's disturbing ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
I can make out the rigging of a schooner a mile off; I can count the new cones on the ...
WHISPERS of heavenly death, murmur'd I hear; Labial gossip of night-sibilant chorals; Footsteps gently ascending-mystical breezes, wafted soft and low; ...
YEARS of the modern! years of the unperform'd! Your horizon rises-I see it parting away for more august dramas; I ...
I Ay, it is fitting on this holiday, Commemorative of our soldier dead, When -- with sweet flowers of our ...
You have the grit and the guts, I know; You are ready to answer blow for blow You are virile, ...
Deep in the sloping forest that surrounds The head of a green valley that I know, Spread the fair gardens ...
Like some weak lords, neighbor'd by mighty kings, To keep themselves and their chief cities free, Do easily yield, that ...
Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing; Islands of opal float on silver seas; Swift splendors kindle, ...
I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight, A-purpose to revisit the old claim. I kept thinking mighty ...
I WALKED among the streets of an old city and the streets were lean as the throats of hard seafish ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
No more meekly saying 'yes' When my heart is screaming 'no' No more taming of my feelings So my power ...
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