Tag: T.S. Eliot
My Eliot poem (Après réflexion, je pense que non ?) (¿Y por qué demonios se toma su tiempo?)
Poem, concret, sobre la peste
¿Y el helicóptero adds what?
O – An alphabet poem
Well-watered were her buds, the long nights through
Must each of us write her or his own insomnia poem?
Dedicated, well-armed sociopaths who’ll stop at nothing
On the Unexpected
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