Into the street the Piper stept, Smiling first a little smile, As…
by Dev
I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said—“Two vast and…
I only hope that we don't lose sight of one thing - that it was all…
But in going down an alley, To a castle in a valley, They completely…
The apparition of these faces in the crowd: Petals on a wet, black…
While the moon rode over the garden, High in the arch of night, And…
April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land,…
You've never laughed Until the world Has been beneath you A mosaic map…
Will no one tell me what she sings?— Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow…
Before my drift-wood fire I sit, And see, with every waif I burn,…
