Vaza e albă și pare un cilindru Dacă cilindru-ar fi mai larg la vârf decât la bază. Florile sânt roșii, albe și albastre. Orice contact cu

This poem is concerned with language on a very plain level. Look at it talking to you. You look out a window Or pretend to fidget. You have it but

As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as though to protect What it

What the bad news was became apparent too late for us to do anything good about it. I was offered no urgent dreaming, didn\'t need a name or