The Bronze David Of Donatello (Randall Jarrell Poems)
A sword in his right hand, a stone in his left hand,He is naked. Shod and naked. Hatted and naked.The ...
A sword in his right hand, a stone in his left hand,He is naked. Shod and naked. Hatted and naked.The ...
At the back of the houses there is the wood. While there is a leaf of summer left, the wood ...
When the swans turned my sister into a swan I would go to the lake, at night, from milking: The ...
(Rainer Maria Rilke) He went up under the gray leaves All gray and lost in the olive lands And laid ...
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