Lament For Ignacio Sanchez Mejias (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
Poised and perched regal raptors on display in the open air fallen fliers, bandaged and mended saved to teach us ...
SOME time ago from Rome, in smart array, A younger brother homeward bent his way, Not much improved, as frequently ...
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
Four Tao philosophers as cedar waxwings chat on a February berry bush in sun, and I am one. Such merriment ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
This hideous, upholstered in gift-wrap fabric, chromed in places, design possibility for the future canned ham. Its genius wonderful, circa ...
EDINA! Scotia's darling seat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs: ...
WHEN, by a generous Public's kind acclaim, That dearest meed is granted-honest fame; Waen here your favour is the actor's ...
TRUE hearted was he, the sad swain o' the Yarrow, And fair are the maids on the banks of the ...
A nothing day full of wild beauty and the timer pings. Roll up the silver off the bay take down ...
She was a Philistine spick and span, He was a bold Bohemian. She had the mode, and the last at ...
Though elegance I ill afford, My living-room is green and gold; The former tenant was a lord Who died of ...
While I make rhymes my brother John Makes shiny shoes which dames try on, And finding to their fit and ...
For three years, out of key with his time, He strove to resuscitate the dead art Of poetry; to maintain ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
For three years, out of key with his time, He strove to resuscitate the dead art Of poetry; to maintain ...
Dürer would have seen a reason for living in a town like this, with eight stranded whales to look at; ...
I bought a dollar and a half's worth of small red potatoes, took them home, boiled them in their jackets ...
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