
A Baroque Wall-Fountain in the Villa Sciarra By Richard Wilbur - Giggle Poems
Under the bronze crown Too big for the head of the stone cherub whose feet A serpent has begun to eat, Sweet water brims a cockle and braids down Past ...
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Under the bronze crown Too big for the head of the stone cherub whose feet A serpent has begun to eat, Sweet water brims a cockle and braids down Past ...
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In one corner the snow falling over a charging cavalry, in another women are planting rice. You can also see: a chicken carried off by a fox, a naked ...
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Don’t let that horse ??????????????????????????????eat that violin ??? cried Chagall’s mother ???????????????????????????????????? But he??? ??????? ...
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In Goya’s greatest scenes we seem to see ?????????????????????????????????????????? the people of the world??? ?????? exactly at the moment when ????? ...
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O world half-known through opening, twilit lids Before the vague face clenches into light; O universal waters like a cloud, Like those first clouds of ...
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Like a bowerbird trailing a beakful of weeds Like prize ribbons for the very best The lover, producer Of another’s pleasure He whom her swollen lips a ...
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The town does not exist except where one black-haired tree slips up like a drowned woman into the hot sky. This is how I want to die: into that rushin ...
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