Bloody Fate (Miguel Hernandez Poems)
I come, blood on blood,like the sea, wave on wave.I have a soul the colour of poppies.The luckless poppy is ...
I come, blood on blood,like the sea, wave on wave.I have a soul the colour of poppies.The luckless poppy is ...
This is the day when prejudice and guiltThe blood of innocence and virtue spilt!'Twas in those orient Syrian lands afar,O'er ...
ONCE more I'll endeavour to paint,In language which flows from the heart ,Those wishes , which make language faint,Those feelings ...
The eve is still and silent and above the tinted plainThe passing clouds are driving gentle showers of summer rain,And ...
Deep in a forest where it rainscuckoos cry.Beyond pale darknesstheir echoes respond.Elegant-looking tips of the treesare hearing the silent fog ...
The skin of light enveloping this world lacks depth and I can actually see the black night of all thesesimilar ...
She stood in the kitchen, she and I.For days I had been thinking: ask it today.But because I was ashamed ...
Pearl of the Sea! Star of the West!Beautiful Cuba! Your brilliant skyIs covered by Night's opaque veil,As my brow is ...
When window-lamps had dwindled, then I roseand left the town behind me; and on my waypassing a certain door I ...
I stood at sunrise, on the topmost partOf lofty mountain, massively sublime;A pinnacle of trachyte, seamed and scarredBy countless generations' ...
"Once more 'twas spring! The meadow-lark gave noteAbout his grassy nest, and builders hummed Old songs while sod on sod ...
WHEN did you start your tricksMonsieur?What do you stand on such high legs for?Why this length of shredded shankYou exaltation?Is ...
_WHO gave us flowers?Heaven? The white God_?Nonsense!Up out of hell,From Hades;Infernal Dis!_Jesus the god of flowers_------?Not he._Or sun-bright Apollo, him ...
"THE HEAVY mists have crept away, Heavily swims the sun, And dim in mystic cloudlands gray The stars ...
How old is my heart, how old, how old is my heart,and did I ever go forth with song when ...
Late autumns, winters, spring-times steeped in mud,anaesthetizing seasons! You I praise, and lovefor so enveloping my heart and brainin vaporous ...
Christ's transfiguration surrounded by light the voice of God speaking from the enveloping cloud Confusing them all wondering what this ...
Quiet in the law school Late at night, after papers, exams Between time Late March, Early April Still halls Empty ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
1 WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the ...
From the metal poppy this good blast of trance arriving as shock, private cloudburst blazing down, worst in a boarding-house ...
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