The Ballad of Louis Wagner (John Perreault Poems)
The fog peers in the windows, passes 'neath the lampsSettles in the doorways and huddles from the dampSlips inside the ...
The fog peers in the windows, passes 'neath the lampsSettles in the doorways and huddles from the dampSlips inside the ...
It takes a lot of a person's lifeTo be French, or English, or AmericanOr Italian. And to be at any ...
ye baateN jhuuTii baateN haiN, ye logoN ne phailaa'ii haiNtum Insha jii kaa naam na lo, kyaa Insha jii sauda'ii ...
ham tujh se kis hawas ki falak justaju karendil hi nahin raha hai jo kuch arazu karenmit jayen ek an ...
At her low quaint wheel she sits to spin, Deftly drawing the long, light rollsOf carded wool through her ...
dil gaya tum ne liya ham kya karen janevali chiz ka gam kya karen pure honge apne arman kis tarah ...
(an ascetic poem for karen's birthday) fancy having a birthday on a thursday when you do the buying of the ...
All of us mindful, or so should we be charitable and gracious more in what we share than the things ...
Now the Barbaras have begun to die, trailing their older sisters to the grave, the Helens, Margies, Nans-who said goodbye ...
A solitary apartment house, the last one before the boulevard ends and a dusty road winds its slow way out ...
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