Şiir, Sadece

I. Roots writhe with the worm - the sift Of the clock cohabits the sparrow's heart. Between branch and spire - the word Belittles its ne...

some say we should keep personal remorse from the poem, stay abstract, and there is some reason in this, but jezus; twelve poems gone and I...

Never trust a white man, Never kill a Jew, Never sign a contract, Never rent a pew. Don't enlist in armies; Nor marry many wives; Never...

Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. Here I am, an old man in a dry month, Being read to by...

I met a seer, Passing the hues and objects of the world, The fields of art and learning, pleasure, sense, To glean eidolo...

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nea...