Poems

Magic

Magic I love a still conservatory That’s full of giant, breathless palms, Azaleas, clematis and vines, Whose quietness great Trees becalms Filling the air with foliage, […]

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Song

Song Gently, sorrowfully sang the maid Sowing the ploughed field over, And her song was only: ‘Come, O my lover!’ Strangely, strangely shone the light, Stilly […]

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