Dream Song 120: Foes I sniff, when I have less to shout (John Berryman Poems)
Foes I sniff, when I have less to shoutor murmur. Pals alone enormous soundsdownward & up bring real.Loss, deaths, terror. ...
Foes I sniff, when I have less to shoutor murmur. Pals alone enormous soundsdownward & up bring real.Loss, deaths, terror. ...
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter's, and yet to the solemn Rotunda, Mingling with heroes and gods, yet to the ...
A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there;A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining chair;Some ...
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?Then crouch within the door -Red - is the Fire's common tint ...
A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there; A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining ...
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? Then crouch within the door -- Red -- is the Fire's ...
Foes I sniff, when I have less to shout or murmur. Pals alone enormous sounds downward & up bring real. ...
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