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  • Exotic Perfume

    November 7, 2022

    By Charles Baudelaire When with closed eyes in autumn’s eves of gold I breathe the burning odours of your breast, Before my eyes the hills…

    A Late Walk

    November 7, 2022

        By Robert Lee Frost When I go up through the mowing field, The headless aftermath, Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew, Half…

    On A Train

    November 7, 2022

    By Michael Earls Oases are charming ‘mid the Afric sands, Beautiful is summer after rain; But the sweetest blossoms may be eyes and hands, And…

    The Mountain

    November 2, 2022

     By Robert Lee Frost The mountain held the town as in a shadow I saw so much before I slept there once: I noticed that…

    A Smoke.

    November 2, 2022

        By George W. Doneghy I. O others may boast of their pleasures galore– The miser with rapture may count o’er his store, And…

    The Ballad of the Northern Lights

    November 2, 2022

        By Robert William Service  One of the Down and Out – that’s me. Stare at me well, ay, stare! Stare and shrink –…

    A Ballad Of Woman

    November 2, 2022

    By Richard Le Gallienne She bore us in her dreaming womb, And laughed into the face of Death; She laughed, in her strange agony, –…

    The Old Cafe

    October 15, 2022

    By Arthur Macy You know, Don’t you, Joe, Those merry evenings long ago? You know the room, the narrow stair, The wreaths of smoke that…

    Her Eyes Are Wild

    October 15, 2022

        By William Wordsworth I Her eyes are wild, her head is bare, The sun has burnt her coal-black hair; Her eyebrows have a…

    My Typewriter

    October 14, 2022

        By Edward Dyson I have a trim typewriter now, They tell me none is better; It makes a pleasing, rhythmic row, And neat…