‘The Number 217: A Glimpse of Armageddon’: A Poem by Paul Martin Freeman
The Number 217: A Glimpse of Armageddon "And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes" ---Chaucer, Canterbury Tales It happened ...
The Number 217: A Glimpse of Armageddon "And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes" ---Chaucer, Canterbury Tales It happened ...
Epitaph for a Lost Civilisation "Mine honour is my life; both grow in one: Take honour from me, and ...
Hi, Joe I enjoyed the poem. Damn bloody poem. What might become of us? Email me please. [email protected]
The author isn't kidding, however much I might wish he were. War exists on many levels, but intrafamilial wars are…
Very nicely done. Anything from Goethe is go-to reading. but when a translation shines as brightly as the original, it's…
Thank you, Cheryl, for supplying this additional cultural context originally from China. It really needed to be here! Though I…
Sight and breath as primary requests emphasize the neediness of the speaker. A seeming increase in intensity as the poem…
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