hinemaciverjeffes

Hine MacIver JeffesA space between three transverse linesThat move toward a point sublimeEach in its turn each turn in timeFirst one before then one behindWe lift the bell across the chimeThe watcher sees with watchman eyesEach in its turn each turn in ti . . . 阅读详情

Hine-MacIver-JeffesOh won't you ease some heaven into somethingI've begunIt seems so longMy orange songCame and goneYou shiver snake the nightingaleTo catch the early flyThem greenly greenly fliesOh won't you sing along come oncome onStop AnachinaevaOosht . . . 阅读详情