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 ...
The road led straight to the temple.Notre Dame, though not Gothic at all.The huge doors were closed. I chose one ...
1 Who will honor the city without a name If so many are dead and others pan gold Or sell ...
A guardian of long-distance conduits in the desert? A one-man crew of a fortress in the sand? Whoever he was. ...
1 We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day. Who in May admire trees flowering Are better than those ...
A guardian of long-distance conduits in the desert? A one-man crew of a fortress in the sand? Whoever he was. ...
The history of my stupidity would fill many volumes. Some would be devoted to acting against consciousness, Like the flight ...
The road led straight to the temple. Notre Dame, though not Gothic at all. The huge doors were closed. I ...
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