Flotsam (Lola Ridge Poems)
Crass rays streaming from the vestibules;Cafes glittering like jeweled teeth;High-flung signsBlinking yellow phosphorescent eyes;Girls in blackCircling monotonouslyAbout the orange lights…Nothing ...
Crass rays streaming from the vestibules;Cafes glittering like jeweled teeth;High-flung signsBlinking yellow phosphorescent eyes;Girls in blackCircling monotonouslyAbout the orange lights…Nothing ...
The soldiers lie upon the snow,That no longer gyrates under the spinning lightsNight juggles in her fat black hands.They will ...
While takin' a wift o' my pipe tother neet, A thowt trickled into my pate,That sulkin' becose everything isn't ...
Those forgotten so many as they become aged those lost in urban juggles or alone in the country Asking these ...
Nobody rests This one constantly shifts his eyes Hangs them on his head And whether he wants it or not ...
Pitch here the tent, while the old horse grazes: By the old hedge-side we'll halt a stage. It's nigh my ...
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