Category: Poetry

The difficult route, always; Plato wished to banish poets from his republic because […]
Roses from snow hold on to light of the sun, as orchestra of […]
He is a cinnamon peeler; unrivaled, for this reason I am swept away— […]
I do not consume wine nor sing of saccharine promises that coat the […]
A momentary rustle of leaves; as persuasion blossoms and fills the air in […]
I was never fond of sleep; the blackness is perfect, a sort of […]