Let It Enfold You (Charles Bukowski Poem)
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
Across the floor flits the mechanical toy, fit for a king of several centuries back. A little circus horse with ...
The brown enormous odor he lived by was too close, with its breathing and thick hair, for him to judge. ...
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
lost in a mirror star dreams on a night stage. before broken songs i just continue to dance while my ...
alas our good kaspar is dead. who will bury a burning flag in the wings of the clouds who will ...
He thinks her little feet should pass Where dandelions star thickly grass; Her hands should lift in sunlit air Sea-wind ...
He, in the room above, grown old and tired, She, in the room below-his floor her ceiling- Pursue their separate ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sat before us and we heard him. He smoked his pipe before us and we saw him. Was ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is moonlight. Alone in the silence I ascend my stairs once more, While waves, remote ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning When the light drips through the shutters ...
O pale green sea, With long, pale, purple clouds above - What lies in me like weight of love ? ...
How could I love you more? I would give up Even that beauty I have loved too well That I ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
The moonlight fades from flower and rose And the stars dim one by one; The tale is told, the song ...
From our happy home Through the world we roam One week in all the year, Making winter spring With the ...
This is just a place: we go around, distanced, yearly in a star's atmosphere, turning daily into and out of ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
The evening comes, the fields are still. The tinkle of the thirsty rill, Unheard all day, ascends again; Deserted is ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
I've got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the ...
AE day, as Death, that gruesome carl, Was driving to the tither warl' A mixtie-maxtie motley squad, And mony a ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, and then for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, ...
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