Japan -Nagasaki (Henry Jean-Marie Levet Poems)
To Auguste BrunetThe city has closed its many colored eyesAnd shushed its clowns, gongs and tam-tams;On the calm water the ...
To Auguste BrunetThe city has closed its many colored eyesAnd shushed its clowns, gongs and tam-tams;On the calm water the ...
Rotting in the wet gray airthe railroad depot stands deserted understill green trees. In the fieldscold begins an end.There were ...
"This is her diary. Come with me to viewThe canyon; think you see it as of oldWhen Martha lived, and ...
The ever rolling flood of years,Is bearing us, our hopes and fears,With all we are or crave,Into that fathomless abyss—A ...
The block of flats loomed towerlike.Two sweating athletes, human telpher,Were carrying up narrow stairs,As though a bell onto a belfry,As ...
the spirit of the placelives inside the mangy bodyof the station dogdoing penance for the last three hundred years underthe ...
Reading in Li Po how "the peach blossom follows the water" I keep thinking of you because you were so ...
I have lost, and lately, these Many dainty mistresses:-- Stately Julia, prime of all; Sapho next, a principal: Smooth Anthea, ...
A hotel in whose ledgers departures are more prominent than arrivals. With wet Koh-i-noors the October rain strokes what's left ...
Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze, Mutes chrome, wreathes velvet drapes, Dims the cave of ...
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...
I have banked the fires of my body into a small but steady blaze here in the kitchen where the ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
I have studied the Science of departures, in night's sorrows, when a woman's hair falls down. The oxen chew, there's ...
Moored to the same ring: The hour, the darkness and I, Our compasses hooded like falcons. Now the memory of ...
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