Foma Bobrov And His Spouse (Daniil Ivanovich Kharms Poems)
GRANNY Bobrov (Playing patience) Now that's the card. Oh, it's all coming out topsy-turvy! A king. And where am I ...
GRANNY Bobrov (Playing patience) Now that's the card. Oh, it's all coming out topsy-turvy! A king. And where am I ...
Now ponder well, you parents deare,These wordes which I shall write;A doleful story you shall heare,In time brought forth to ...
Ses Cullen, the cockie, he ses to me:"Now, I puts it to you in this way:If a feller....(Woah, Ginger! Come ...
The careless lad went through the wood, Leaped the retarding gate, And whistled thrice unto his dog, Who strayed behind ...
Lucksaid Dan,"Never no luckcome my way, sonny!None o' them widders with a nice little pileLookin' for a sailor manLooked at ...
Easy does it - bit o' trench 'ere,Mind that blinkin' bit o' wire,There's a shell 'ole on your left there,Lift ...
Breasts beneath kisses, as though under a tap!Summer's stream won't run for ever.We can't pump out the accordion's roarnight after ...
I had an unco dream the ither nicht:I dreamt the Castle and the Castle RockHad disappeared - clean vanished frae ...
It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep, For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away ...
Yes. Why do we ?ll, seeing of a soldier, bless him? bless Our redcoats, our tars? Both these being, the ...
On Jubilee Day the Ramsbottoms Invited relations to tea, Including young Albert's grandmother- An awkward old . . party, was ...
He thought he saw an Elephant, That practised on a fife: He looked again, and found it was A letter ...
There were strange gatherings. A vote would come that would be no vote. There would come a rope. Yes. There ...
I'm scared a lonely. Never see my son, easy be not to see anyone, combers out to sea know they're ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
There is a gentle thought that often springs to life in me, because it speaks of you. Its reasoning about ...
The bell struck one, and shook the silent tower; The graves give up their dead: fair Elenor Walk'd by the ...
Sir Walter Vivian all a summer's day Gave his broad lawns until the set of sun Up to the people: ...
So Eden was deserted, and at eve Into the quiet place God came to grieve. His face was sad, His ...
We three are on the cedar-shadowed lawn; My friend being third. He who at love once laughed, Is in the ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
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