Argomento: English poems

I am the Apostle left out from the Last Supper, One of Garibaldi’s men too late to the rock of…

O what is that sound which so thrills the ear Down in the valley drumming, drumming? Only the scarlet soldiers,…

I know you are reading this poem late, before leaving your office of the one intense yellow lamp-spot and the…

The flowers that I left in the ground, that I did not gather for you, today I bring them all…

If half my heart is here, doctor, the other half is in China with the army flowing toward the Yellow…

there is this fellow in the Netherlands who sends me photos of Celine and boxes of marvelous cigars. well, I…

No longer mourn for me when I am dead Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to…

Fill for me a brimming bowl And in it let me drown my soul: But put therein some drug, designed…

Ropes are falling from the sky and frozen chains dance round you It’s a world of knots to be unraveled…

escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly…