The Pit (Ivan Goran Kovacic Poems)
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky ...
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky ...
Stop, oh my friends, let us pause to weep over the remembrance of my beloved.Here was her abode on the ...
In the garden. Summer's end. Evening. On a bench.The second highest tower burns in the west.The night wind has risen ...
Stop, oh my friends, let us pause to weep over the remembrance of my beloved.Here was her abode on the ...
Indeed I live in the dark ages! A guileless word is an absurdity. A smooth forehead betokens A hard heart. ...
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