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Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluej… announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afte… Somewhere beyond the Gorge LI Po… looking for friendship or an old l…
The cigarette smoke loops and slid… Dipping and swirling as the waiter… You strike a match and stare upon… The tiny firelight leaps in your e… And dies away as silently as it ca…
‘This envelope you say has somethi… Which once belonged to your dead s… He knew, was fond of? Something… The soul flies far, and we can onl… By things like these . . . a photo…
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm,… Tremble and glow with the lives wi… Moving like music, secret and rich… How shall we live to-night, where…
Dry leaves, soldier, dry leaves, d… voices of leaves on the wind that… destruction, impassioned prayer, impassioned hy… of the gladly doomed to die. Strid…
The white fog creeps from the cold… Over the pale grey tumbled towers, And settles among the roofs, the p… Along damp sinuous streets it craw… Curls like a dream among the motio…
The sun goes down in a cold pale f… The trees grow dark: the shadows l… And lights wink out through the wi… A clamor of frosty sirens mourns a… Pale slate-grey clouds whirl up fr…
He, in the room above, grown old a… She, in the room below—his floor h… Pursue their separate dreams. He… And throws himself on the bed, fac… She, by the window, smiles at a st…
Behold me, in my chiffon, gauze, a… Flitting out of the shadow into th… And into the shadow again, without… Firefly’s my name, I am evanescen… Firefly’s your name. You are evan…
She turned her head on the pillow,… And drawing a shaken breath, and c… To shut out, if she could, this di… The wigs and costumes scattered ar… Yellows and greens in the dark,—sh…
The round red sun heaves darkly ou… The walls and towers are warmed an… Sounds go drowsily up from streets… The city stirs like one that is ha… And the mist flows up by dazzling…
No, I shall not say why it is tha… Why do you ask me, save for vanity… Surely you would not have me, like… Say ‘yes,—your hair curls darkly b… Your mouth has a humorous, tremulo…
One, from his high bright window i… Leans out, as evening falls, And sees the advancing curtain of… Splashing its silver on roofs and… Sees how, swift as a shadow, it cr…
The lamp-lit page is turned, the d… The music changes tone, you wake,… Deep worlds you lived before, deep… Of leaf on falling leaf, music on… Rain and sorrow and wind and dust…
One, where the pale sea foamed at… With wave upon slowly shattering w… Turned to the city of towers as ev… And slowly walked by the darkening… And saw how the towers darkened ag…