A Treatise On Poetry: IV Natura (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Pennsylvania, 1948-1949The garden of Nature opens. The grass at the threshold is green. And an almond tree begins to bloom. ...
Pennsylvania, 1948-1949The garden of Nature opens. The grass at the threshold is green. And an almond tree begins to bloom. ...
1 Who will honor the city without a name If so many are dead and others pan gold Or sell ...
I have always aspired to a more spacious form that would be free from the claims of poetry or prose ...
When everything was fineAnd the notion of sin had vanishedAnd the earth was readyIn universal peaceTo consume and rejoiceWithout creeds ...
I sleep a lot and read St. Thomas AquinasOr The Death of God (that's a Protestant book).To the right the ...
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump ...
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A Fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump ...
We wanted to confess our sins but there were no takers.White clouds refused to accept them, and the windWas too ...
His old age fell on years of abundant harvest. There were no earthquakes, droughts or floods. It seemed as if ...
We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn. A red wing rose in the darkness. And suddenly ...
In fear and trembling, I think I would fulfill my lifeOnly if I brought myself to make a public confessionRevealing ...
I have always aspired to a more spacious form that would be free from the claims of poetry or prose ...
I sleep a lot and read St. Thomas Aquinas Or The Death of God (that's a Protestant book). To the ...
When everything was fine And the notion of sin had vanished And the earth was ready In universal peace To ...
We wanted to confess our sins but there were no takers. White clouds refused to accept them, and the wind ...
We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn. A red wing rose in the darkness. And suddenly ...
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A Fisherman mends a glimmering net. Happy porpoises jump ...
Where does evil come from? It comes from man always from man only from man - Tadeusz Rozewicz Alas, dear ...
In fear and trembling, I think I would fulfill my life Only if I brought myself to make a public ...
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