"On the last floorare the remnants of a library, all fire,
my love, has fled from these verses;
what burned strangely are
neat little piles of ash.
An anthology in the empty garden."
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fallen from the fig tree
I love that guy. Have you read his Padmapani? It's my favorite poem of his.
ReplyDeleteNo, I haven't. And I can't find it online anywhere. If you have it, you should bring it tomorrow when we hangout!
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