Etienne Poems - Poems about Etienne

...(a series of micro vignettes) Chella and I are reading our analysis assignments together because that’s how we link and build. We read out loud too, because how else can you judge the fl......

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... Anna had been sent to school in Paris France, she was not feeling great about leaving her friends; but Paris was such a beautiful city to behold, and soon she had found a new ......

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...I'm lonely; you too; Yet, this need not be the cause, You love me, vice versa; We're a collage of art! Hearts ours, hot magnets, get attracted; Pulled; no pause, Sensations, like wild horses, gall......

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...Like emperor Constantine You were a convert to Catholicism on the deathbed. Fascinated by Thomas Acquinas and your other heroes: Etienne Gilson, Jacqes Maritain, Martin D’Arcy. You consider......

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...The last time I saw Paris The lights had vanished from the skyline. She sat quite calmly, Speaking in a common tongue, Words that soon dissolved like my intentions. Her eyes met mine Then turne......

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...Synopsis The lovely Lady Isabeau and her lover, medieval French Knight Etienne escape to flee the lustful advances of wicked Bishop of Aquila causing them to run afoul of him. Th......

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...(Dedication: For Sarah and Stephane Oudet on the arrival of your baby boy. Congratulations!) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Embrace fond grace in lovely feel, Touch a warm light where beauty ......

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...A gasp for breath, a silent moan, burbled underwater tones. My evil has of yet not shown, but soon I shall be drowning Joan. With constant pressure on her neck, she scratches claws and trie......

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...for René Passeron* You may not grow old too soon if Things you have known will come back to you again No revision nor recall need put them back in place Time was wh......

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...You who sexless heard the pounding of the sex nerves conditioned to the tune through all the slushy push of distending flesh in the ooze slime of semen ******l ......

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...Blaise Pascal awaits his last call beneath Saint Etienne-du-Mont's tall columns and old rood screen. God's nature, pray, ups the odds on his last wager.......

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