Jalousies Poems - Poems about Jalousies

...A macrocosm lucid gem mocks trainees and their ignorance -jalousies-American counseled coequals ...French innovators to state their belief, it ridicules directly it was smoked o'er, gotten t......

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... Should doors close, you'll find me awaiting Harking to aeolian whispers, Watching the windows for your return, Sitting in crepuscular stillness, Should doors close, balconies will open, C......

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...Lute Curved, inviting, light, it has the look of antique ships, a galleon bulge of straight-grained woods. Fretful cat-gut cords coiled taut by silver screws above the calibrated neck concea......

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......a true story Her house was just a shell, a burnt-out ruin... standing apart, the other houses still intact with painted jalousies and window curtains. She must have fallen asleep, the ......

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......a true story Her house was just a shell, a burnt-out ruin... standing apart, the other houses still intact with painted jalousies and window curtains. She must have fallen asleep, the ......

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......a true story Her house was just a shell, a burnt-out ruin... standing apart, the other houses still intact with painted jalousies and window curtains. She must have fallen asleep, the cigaret......

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...Mauve tigers roam Assiduously down the riverbed. Roland, my soul’s wanderer, Is getting the itch again. Jalousies creak from frames high on the watch towers. Even Ulysses begged for mercy in the......

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......a true story Her house was just a shell, a burnt-out ruin... standing apart, the other houses still intact with painted jalousies and window curtains. She must have fallen asleep, the ......

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...Your eyes spring forth flowers from my soul. You come to me in dreams, And as the jogger on the street. You haunt me as the moon haunts the night sky. You are the ghostly promise of pure love. ......

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......a true story Her house was just a shell, a burnt-out ruin... standing apart, the other houses still intact with painted jalousies and window curtains. She must have fallen asleep, the ......

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