The lords above
by Michael Nikoletseas
He lifted his sward
in the shape of the tent
liquid light weighing
pressing forward
the danse below
numbed the sinews
the gates of tranquility
unlatched
pause
the dance below
eternal
repeated
he lifted his sward again
the lords above knew
but not of the dance below
End of the poem
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- John Barleycorn: A Ballad by Robert Burns
- Владимир Набоков – Путь
- Robert Burns: Had I The Wyte? She Bade Me:
- Юнна Мориц – Комарово
- A Death-Day Recalled by Thomas Hardy
- Scented Herbage of My Breast. by Walt Whitman
- Robert Burns: Stay My Charmer:
- Quiet by Tony Hoagland
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- Гавриил Державин – Анакреоново удовольствие
- Anactoria by Sappho
- Robert Burns: Bonie Jean-A Ballad:
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- Spring in Town by William Cullen Bryant
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