It Was Winter (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Winter came as it does in this valley. After eight dry months rain fell And the mountains, straw-colored, turned green ...
Winter came as it does in this valley. After eight dry months rain fell And the mountains, straw-colored, turned green ...
IN the deep heart of furthest fairyland Where foot of man has never trodden yet The enchanted portals ...
As it fell out on a Pentecost day,King Arthur at Camelot kept his court royall,With his faire queen dame Guenever ...
From the indigo straits to Ossian's seas, on pink and orange sands washed by the vinous sky, crystal boulevards have ...
Where the sunlight, burning down, Lights her luscious orange groves,Lights the river and the town; Where the placid Murray roves;Where ...
Running along a bank, a parapet That saves from the precipitous wood below The level road, there is a path. ...
I have seen a pathway shaded by green great trees,A road bordered by thickets light with flowers.My eyes have entered ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
(For S. M. L.) I like to look at the blossomy track of the moon upon the sea, But it ...
A wanderer is man from his birth. He was born in a ship On the breast of the river of ...
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry ...
Afflicted saints happy, and prosperous sinners cursed. Now I'm convinced the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere; Yet ...
Now I 'm convinced the Lord is kind To men of heart sincere; Yet once my foolish thoughts repined, And ...
God bless the little orchard brown Where the sap stirs these quickening days. Soon in a white and rosy gown ...
RUNNING along a bank, a parapet That saves from the precipitous wood below The level road, there is a path. ...
By parents I would not be pinned, Nor in my home abide, For I was wanton as the wind And ...
He drowsed and was aware of silence heaped Round him, unshaken as the steadfast walls; Aqueous like floating rays of ...
America, from a grain of maize you grew to crown with spacious lands the ocean foam. A grain of maize ...
Chorus -- Bonnie Helen, will you go to Callander with me And gaze upon its beauties and romantic scenery Dear ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
In the midst of the battle I turned, (For the thunders could flourish ...
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