A Possible World
There is no having to be had In possibility; It's speculation's whitest realm And pure futurity. The armies of the probable, Tough, dissolute and trained, Have never fouled its......
Time And The Possible
A Happy Ending Loony as birds that nest In burning chimneys this poor madman Chose for home the August park Savage with dogs and children All day long, and after dark Alive with......
Non-aristotelian Poem
On the second night of summer Visual energies of the air and eye Seized cypress, stream and moon; and the tongue took Perspective from a translator dream Spread across the......
Toper's Poem
Now I deliver this curse:— What is lost for good, No one shall ever find. Blind shall lead blind. No child shall have food Unless it suck its nurse. All broken things shall be......
Fragment Of A Cylix
The sulking head of Xanthus, a chipped hoof, Two pools of fire the deathless horse's breath, And in the distance Trojans on the roof Of a Fury-bound house, rejoicing at the......
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