Song from Judith 3 (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
BALKIS was in her marble town, And shadow over the world came down. Whiteness of walls, towers and piers, That ...
BALKIS was in her marble town, And shadow over the world came down. Whiteness of walls, towers and piers, That ...
WHAT thing shall be held up to woman's beauty? Where are the bounds of it? Yea, what is all The ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
This little bag I hope will prove To be not vainly made-- For, if you should a needle want It ...
The day returns again, my natal day; What mix'd emotions with the Thought arise! Beloved friend, four years have pass'd ...
Fall's leaves are redder than spring's flowers, have no pollen, and also sometimes fly, as the wind schools them out ...
I know if I find you I will have to leave the earth and go on out over the sea ...
This is just a place: we go around, distanced, yearly in a star's atmosphere, turning daily into and out of ...
I look for the way things will turn out spiralling from a center, the shape things will take to come ...
I don't know somehow it seems sufficient to see and hear whatever coming and going is, losing the self to ...
When you consider the radiance, that it does not withhold itself but pours its abundance without selection into every nook ...
Fall fell: so that's it for the leaf poetry: some flurries have whitened the edges of roads and lawns: time ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
Kind of empty in the way it sees everything, the earth gets to its feet andsalutes the sky. More of ...
I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God, and to wander ...
How can you bear to look at the Neva? How can you bear to cross the bridges?. Not in vain ...
And the just man trailed God's shining agent, over a black mountain, in his giant track, while a restless voice ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
Near the wall of a house painted to look like stone, I saw visions of God. A sleepless night that ...
Yad Mordechai. Those who fell here still look out the windows like sick children who are not allowed outside to ...
The little park planted in memory of a boy who fell in the war begins to resemble him as he ...
On a little hill amid fertile fields lies a small cemetery, a Jewish cemetery behind a rusty gate, hidden by ...
Do not accept these rains that come too late. Better to linger. Make your pain An image of the desert. ...
IS it so small a thing To have enjoy'd the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have ...
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