THE TABLE IN A RESTAURANT (Bhaskar Roy Barman Poem)
Bhaskar Roy Barman The moment I close my eyes in meditation on the unfathomable I visualize golden fleeces of cloud ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman The moment I close my eyes in meditation on the unfathomable I visualize golden fleeces of cloud ...
In the same dream I am lying in the hollow of a boat, My forehead and eyes against the curved ...
In the licorice fields at Pontefract My love and I did meet And many a burdened licorice bush Was blooming ...
Miss J.Hunter Dunn, Miss J.Hunter Dunn, Furnish'd and burnish'd by Aldershot sun, What strenuous singles we played after tea, We ...
How straight it flew, how long it flew, It clear'd the rutty track And soaring, disappeared from view Beyond the ...
A hotel in whose ledgers departures are more prominent than arrivals. With wet Koh-i-noors the October rain strokes what's left ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
At 1:30 in the morning a fart smells like a marriage between an avocado and a fish head. I have ...
A tiger comes to mind. The twilight here Exalts the vast and busy Library And seems to set the bookshelves ...
Although it is a cold evening, down by one of the fishhouses an old man sits netting, his net, in ...
Florida An Airedale rolling through green frost, cabbage palms pointing their accusing leaves at whom, petulant waves breaking at my ...
On Rabbi Kook's Street I walk without this good man-- A streiml he wore for prayer A silk top hat ...
This is the lair of the landlady She is a raw voice loose in the rooms beneath me. the continuous ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
SOME books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers they hae been ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
The bell struck one, and shook the silent tower; The graves give up their dead: fair Elenor Walk'd by the ...
O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stain'd With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady ...
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