Ode to Salvador Dali (Federico Garcia Lorca Poems)
A rose in the high garden you desire.A wheel in the pure syntax of steel.The mountain stripped bare of Impressionist ...
A rose in the high garden you desire.A wheel in the pure syntax of steel.The mountain stripped bare of Impressionist ...
CHARLES: So, brother, I am out and yu are in. Farewell, farewell, to all my splendor bright! Yet, ...
WITH tallow casks all dunnaged tight, with tiers on tiers ol bales, With cargo crammed from hatch to hatch, she ...
Beware the Sissy Boy my child, Not because he's very wild; The Sissy Boy is never that, ...
When first I found this forest place More years ago than I can tell,I met a man of alien race ...
DIFFERENCE OF OPINION WITHLYGDAMUSTell me the truths which you hear of our constant young lady,Lygdamus,And may the bought yoke of ...
Once upon a time there were three little foxesWho didn't wear stockings, and they didn't wear sockses,But they all had ...
Spanish Debout sur mon orgueil je veux montrer au soirL'envers de mon manteau endeuill? de tes charmes,Son mouchoir infini, son ...
ELM trees and the leaf the boy in me hated long ago -- rough and sandy. Poplars and their leaves, ...
Your eyes are bright lands.Your looks are little birds,Handkerchiefs gently waving goodbye.In your smile I rest as though in bobbing ...
White handkerchiefs wave from the short black pier As we glide to the grand old sea -- But the song ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
WITHIN a town where parity According to old form we see,-- That is to say, where Catholic And Protestant no ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
They did not recognize me in the shadows That suck away my color in this Passport And to them my ...
Seven tailored suits, matching shoes and socks, a brace of muted ties with subtle breast pocket handkerchiefs descried, you wouldn't ...
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
O my beloved city, How many times have I deserted you For the sights and sounds of Babylon? How often ...
AGAINST THE GRAIN "Oxford be silent, I this truth must write Leeds hath for rarities undone thee quite." - William ...
Five hours, (and who can do it less in?) By haughty Celia spent in dressing; The goddess from her chamber ...
In city shop a hat I saw That to my fancy seemed to strike, I gave my wage to buy ...
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