After Bourlon Wood (Helen Dircks Poems)
In one of London's most exclusive haunts,Amid the shining lights and table ware,We sat, where meagre Mistress Ration flauntsHerself in ...
In one of London's most exclusive haunts,Amid the shining lights and table ware,We sat, where meagre Mistress Ration flauntsHerself in ...
White faces,Like helpless petals on the stream,Swirl by,Or linger,And then go..Ancient summer burnsWhere green trees branchFrom palaces of stone;I see ...
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