Do not fret, do not cry, do not tax… (Boris Pasternak Poems)
Do not fret, do not cry, do not taxYour last strength, and your heart do not torture.You're alive, you're inside ...
Do not fret, do not cry, do not taxYour last strength, and your heart do not torture.You're alive, you're inside ...
Bill Jones was cynical and sad; He thought sincerity was rare;Most people, Bill believed, were bad ...
To Ernest Brace "And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard ...
For an entire year she dressed in all the shades Of ash - the gray of old paper; the deeper, ...
"Tout aux tavernes et aux filles." Suppose you screeve? or go cheap-jack? Or fake the broads? or fig a nag? ...
i don't know what you're up to yet but for me you wouldn't exist (not on this page anyway - ...
Feeble knats Buzzing in my classroom Inane questions Blank looks On doe-like faces Frozen in time By my knowledge Unable ...
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
starving there, sitting around the bars, and at night walking the streets for hours, the moonlight always seemed fake to ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
He's had the chest pains for weeks, but doctors don't make house calls to the North Pole, he's let his ...
I never did fit in - at six or sixty one - I stand out in a crowd, too young ...
You always disrupt me; When I ring you for comfort You wing me, send my Pudding of a mind A-splatter ...
There is Bukashkin, our neighbor, in underpants of blotting paper, and, like balloons, the Antiworlds hang up above him in ...
Put on a clean shirt before you die, some Russian said. Nothing with drool, please, no egg spots, no blood, ...
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...
YOU come along. . . tearing your shirt. . . yelling about Jesus. Where do you get that stuff? What ...
A MAN saw the whole world as a grinning skull and cross-bones. The rose flesh of life shriveled from all ...
The boys had come back from the races All silent and down on their luck; They'd backed 'em, straight out ...
Is it long as a noodle or fat as an egg? Is it lumpy like a potato or ringed like ...
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