In The Night Garden Poem
In The Night Garden Poem. New york times “10 best illustrated book[s] of 2000” publisher’s weekly star. Wong illustrated by julie paschkis is a book filled with poems about a world of dreams.
The garden is very still, it is dazed with moonlight, contented with perfume, dreaming the opium dreams of its folded poppies. Tatay and kuya are already snoring; Where i fell, alone in the dirt.
Firefly Lights Open And Vanish.
I take the torch to go find ate ari. Last night in the garden i offered you my youth's foaming wine. Advanced search find a library.
High As The Tip Buds Of The Golden Glow.
I found her sitting in the garden, surrounded by the inky darkness of her hair, shrouded by the darkness of the night consumed by the darkness of her heart. Low as the sweet alyssum flowers at my feet. I raised your veil, unbound your tresses, drawing down upon my.
The Night In The Garden.
His voice to me is calling. Lifted the cup to your lips, you shut your eyes and smiled while. Last night in the garden i offered you my youth's foaming wine.
What I Wanted, More Than Anything Else, Was To Do.
After the passover, the foreboding way. And he walks with me, and he talks to me. I should be sleeping / but the late hour is like a flower / unfurling and revealing / thou.
Where I Fell, Alone In The Dirt.
I cursed my luck, i cursed the happenstance of this world, i smelled. Poems from the world of dreams. Tho the night around me, be falling.
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