Castile (Louise Gluck Poem)
Orange blossoms blowing over Castile children begging for coins I met my love under an orange tree or was it ...
Orange blossoms blowing over Castile children begging for coins I met my love under an orange tree or was it ...
Don't listen to me; my heart's been broken. I don't see anything objectively. I know myself; I've learned to hear ...
No one's despair is like my despair-- You have no place in this garden thinking such things, producing the tiresome ...
The great thing is not having a mind. Feelings: oh, I have those; they govern me. I have a lord ...
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