Five Haiku (Paul Eluard Poem)
The wind Undecided Rolls a cigarette of air The mute girl talks: It is art's imperfection. This impenetrable speech. The ...
The wind Undecided Rolls a cigarette of air The mute girl talks: It is art's imperfection. This impenetrable speech. The ...
The prosperous and beautiful To me seem not to wear The yoke of conscience masterful, Which galls me everywhere. I ...
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
Higher far, Upward, into the pure realm, Over sun or star, Over the flickering Dæmon film, Thou must mount for ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Wordsworth, thy music like a river rolls Among the mountains, and thy song is fed By living springs far up ...
All the trees are sleeping, all the winds are still, All the flocks of fleecy clouds have wandered past the ...
It seldom snowed they said, perhaps they're right although seldom was never in that endless summer which tightened a fiery ...
It was the days of the slow roll, times when we dextrously dressed our hand-rolled cigarettes with a dearth of ...
The Sun revolving on his axis turns, And with creative fire intensely burns; Impell'd by forcive air, our Earth supreme, ...
On Tiber's banks, Tiber, whose waters glide In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side; And circling all the horrid mountain ...
Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave, Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in ...
How many million galaxies there are Who knows? and each has countless stars in it, And each rolls through eternities ...
How many million galaxies there are Who knows? and each has countless stars in it, And each rolls through eternities ...
(co-written by Sharon Robinson) Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows that ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
I'll tell thee everything I can: There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
'Haddock's Eyes' or 'The Aged Aged Man' or 'Ways and Means' or 'A-Sitting On A Gate' I'll tell thee everything ...
I'll tell thee everything I can; There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
I turn around on the gravel and go back to the house for a book, something to read at the ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
Those moments, tasted once and never done, Of long surf breaking in the mid-day sun. A far-off blow-hole booming like ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for ...
It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no ...
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