The Everlasting Return (Lola Ridge Poems)
It is dark… so dark, I remember the sun on Chios…It is still… so still, I hear the beat of ...
It is dark… so dark, I remember the sun on Chios…It is still… so still, I hear the beat of ...
Crass rays streaming from the vestibules;Cafes glittering like jeweled teeth;High-flung signsBlinking yellow phosphorescent eyes;Girls in blackCircling monotonouslyAbout the orange lights…Nothing ...
Undulant rustlings,Of oncoming silk,Rhythmic, incessant,Like the motion of leaves…Fragments of colorIn glowing surprises…Pink inuendoesHooded in grayLike buds in a cobwebPearled ...
In a little Hungarian cafeMen and women are drinkingYellow wine in tall goblets.Through the milky haze of the smoke,The fiddler, ...
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