The Pit (Ivan Goran Kovacic Poems)
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky ...
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky ...
Up and down the village streetsStrange are the forms my fancy meets,For the thoughts and things of to-day are hid,And ...
The firefly haunts were lighted yet,As we scaled the top of the parapet;But the east grew pale to another fire,As ...
Ere the last light that leaps the night has hung and shone and died,While yet the breast-high fog of dawn ...
(SEPTEMBER, 1779)I"Have a care!" the bailiffs cried From their cockleshell that layOff the frigate's yellow side, Tossing on Scarborough Bay,While ...
Why need we newer arms invent, Poor peoples to destroy? With what we have let's be content And perfect their ...
To think that, as a boy of thirteen, I would grapple with my first pineapple, its exposed breast setting itself ...
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