In Camp (Camp-ey) (Jibanananda Das Poems)
Here on the edge of the forest I pitched camp.All night long in pleasant southern breezesBy the moon's lightI listen ...
Here on the edge of the forest I pitched camp.All night long in pleasant southern breezesBy the moon's lightI listen ...
Home (from Court Square Fountain-where affluent ghosts still importunea taciturnslave to entertainthem with a slow barbarous tunein his auctioned baritone-to ...
TWIST the milled knob, fingers. Send needle-antennaFrom Hilversum to Rome, Rome to Vienna,Groping for music. Any kind will do:The Moonlight ...
I'm standin' at the corner uv the Lane -- The Land called Spadgers -- waiting fer 'is jills.The night's come ...
FRAGEMENT I_Il faut mettre ceci dans la bouche du po?te (qui n'est pas moi)_: Le po?te divin, tout esprit, tout ...
A MOUNTAIN NOCTURNEIn forest shade my couch is made. And there I calmly lie,With thought confined in pensive mind, And ...
God made my mother on an April day,From sorrow and the mist along the sea,Lost birds' and wanderers' songs and ...
WE leave to-night . . . Silent, we filled the still, deserted street, A column of dim gray, And ghosts ...
La courbe de tes yeux fait le tour de mon coeur, Un rond de danse et de douceur, Auréole du ...
I OBSERVE: "Our sentimental friend the moon! Or possibly (fantastic, I confess) It may be Prester John's balloon Or an ...
The Thames nocturne of blue and gold Changed to a Harmony in grey: A barge with ochre-coloured hay Dropt from ...
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