Child of Europe (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
1We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day.Who in May admire trees floweringAre better than those who perished.We, who ...
1We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day.Who in May admire trees floweringAre better than those who perished.We, who ...
1 Who will honor the city without a name If so many are dead and others pan gold Or sell ...
Winter came as it does in this valley. After eight dry months rain fell And the mountains, straw-colored, turned green ...
1 We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day. Who in May admire trees flowering Are better than those ...
Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year, I felt a door opening in me and I ...
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