Week-End (Harold Monro Poems)
IThe train! The twleve o'clock for paradise. Hurry, or it will try to creep away.Out in the country every one is ...
IThe train! The twleve o'clock for paradise. Hurry, or it will try to creep away.Out in the country every one is ...
At intermission I find her backstage still practicing the piece coming up next. She calls it the "solo in high ...
Nowhere near half-empty far more than half-full our bodies, the stuff of the earth filled with the living waters Our ...
You can't put in the ground swell of the organ from the Christiansted, St.Croix, Anglican Church behind the paratrooper's voice: ...
Now and again All my body springs alive, And the life that is polarised in my eyes, That quivers between ...
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