Curat Poems - Poems about Curat

...A gem there is, that’s nestling inside me (my husband claims I’m talking utter rot): I tell him that I’m certain that I’ve got homunculi who really want to ride me. He knows the satisfaction he’s......

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...Old Poet, His Art And Why He Composes Til Death Sings With pen and paper he writes as rushes a rising tide his true heart wide open and sworn to nothing ever hide always loyal to those humble, h......

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...As Autumn's Beauty Rests In Dying Of Its Leaves ( Vae cuius obturatus est signatum manu sua. ) ( Cuius spiritus in eis audita populi et ceterorum domantur socordiamque effusos) ( Cujus animam ......

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...(In late June, 1914, Austria declared war on Serbia, thus initiating the First World War. In Paris, this was ignored, because Henriette Callaux had been found Not Guilty. De minimis non curat le......

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