In This Cul-de-Sac
In This Cul-de-Sac To make sure You have not said: “I love you,” They smell your breath. They even smell your heart Trying times are these, […]
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Somber Song In a leaden dawn the horseman stands silent, and the long mane of his horse is disheveled in the wind. Oh God, God, horsemen […]
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Tablet As the dark cloud passed, I in the crimson shadow of the moon viewed the square and the streets an octopus stretching a languid leg […]
READ MOREThe Poetry That Is Life
The Poetry That Is Life The theme of the traditional poet Was not of life. In the barren expanse of his imagination He conversed with his […]
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Dawn In pensive thought the Holy Mount Upon the star of morn does gaze, As o’er the valiant hero’s grave The star sheds soft and misty […]
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Gamzrdeli A tiny hut that seems to be From far away a swallows nest Stands high upon a mountain steep; And nestles closely to its breast. […]
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Salamuri O where are you, my sylvan reed, Whose notes of sadness sweetly ring; And over the heart of Georgia’s son ‘Neath northern skies their music […]
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Song Of Natela I gently strung my chonguri, And tuned its chords with softness low, Till every string rang harmony… Odela-dela-delao! It hums; then swells. O […]
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