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 ...
Your hand, my wonder, is now icy cold.The purest light of the celestial domehas burned me through. And now we ...
Burning, he walks in the stream of flickering letters, clarinets, machines throbbing quicker than the heart, lopped-off heads, silk canvases, ...
Human reason is beautiful and invincible.No bars, no barbed wire, no pulping of books,No sentence of banishment can prevail against ...
Love means to learn to look at yourselfThe way one looks at distant thingsFor you are only one thing among ...
1 We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day. Who in May admire trees flowering Are better than those ...
Your hand, my wonder, is now icy cold. The purest light of the celestial dome has burned me through. And ...
Burning, he walks in the stream of flickering letters, clarinets, machines throbbing quicker than the heart, lopped-off heads, silk canvases, ...
Love means to learn to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one ...
Human reason is beautiful and invincible. No bars, no barbed wire, no pulping of books, No sentence of banishment can ...
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