L’Ange Heurtebise (translated in english) (Jean Cocteau Poems)
IAngel Heurtebise on the stepsBeats me with his wingsOf watered silk, refreshes my memory,The rascal, motionlessAnd alone with me on ...
IAngel Heurtebise on the stepsBeats me with his wingsOf watered silk, refreshes my memory,The rascal, motionlessAnd alone with me on ...
At gauzy dusk, thin haze like cigarette smoke ribbons past Chrysler Building's silver fins tapering delicately needletopped, Empire State's taller ...
Composed as I am, like others, of elements on certain well-known lists,father's seed and mother's egggathering earth, air, fire, mostly ...
Late in the day the fogwrung itself out like a spongein glades of rain,sieving the half-invisiblecove with speartips;then, in a ...
You might come here Sunday on a whim. Say your life broke down. The last good kiss you had was ...
A dying firelight slides along the quirt Of the cast iron cowboy where he leans Against my father's books. The ...
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