Hypocrite Auteur (Archibald MacLeish Poems)
mon semblable, mon fr?re(1) Our epoch takes a voluptuous satisfaction In that perspective of the action Which pictures us inhabiting ...
mon semblable, mon fr?re(1) Our epoch takes a voluptuous satisfaction In that perspective of the action Which pictures us inhabiting ...
First there is the wind but not like the familiar wind but long and without lapses or falling away or ...
WE HAVE loved each other in this time twenty yearsAnd with such love as few men have in them even ...
These alternate nights and days, these seasons Somehow fail to convince me. It seems I have the sense of infinity! ...
A poem should be palpable and mute As a globed fruit, Dumb As old medallions to the thumb, Silent as ...
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