Last Poet (Evgeny Abramovich Baratynsky Poems)
The age proceeds along its iron path,All hearts a brim with greed; and every hourOur common dreams grow ever more ...
The age proceeds along its iron path,All hearts a brim with greed; and every hourOur common dreams grow ever more ...
We're hiking along at a two-forty pace We 're making life seem like a man-killing race,With our nerves all on ...
Heard, from the speaking stones that strewThe hillside of Success;From spheres whose harmonies anewCan those who listen bless;From breaths of ...
Under the blue skies of her native landShe languished and began to fade...Until surely there flew without a soundAbove me, ...
O masks and metamorphoses of Ahab, Native Son I The icy evil that struck his father down and ravished his ...
The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction the weight, the ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can't ...
The stupid jerk I'm obsessed with stands so close to me I can feel his breath on my neck and ...
At dawn I dreamed of wispy clouds, I had the time to wield and watched the regimented lines of cirrus ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman So much obsessed with a piece of work devolved upon me and fed up with it, I ...
As he grew famousâ?"ah, but what is fame?â?" he lost his old obsession with his name, things seemed to matter ...
The roaring alongside he takes for granted, and that every so often the world is bound to shake. He runs, ...
It brings to mind Swift leaving a fortune to Dublin 'For the founding of a lunatic asylum - no place ...
pencils condone typos, pens incurably obsessed with permanence (Sukasah Syahdan)
I'll wait until my money's gone Before I take the sleeping pills; Then when they find me in the dawn, ...
You said, that October, In the tall dry grass by the orchard When you chose to be free, "Again someday, ...
Gold! We leapt from our benches. Gold! We sprang from our stools. Gold! We wheeled in the furrow, fired with ...
My dog has died. I buried him in the garden next to a rusted old machine. Some day I'll join ...
Wild are my ways, wilder than you think You will find me standing a little left of frame You will ...
Aim for your star, no matter how far, you must reach high above and touch your life with love, you ...
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