«The magi had come. The infant soundly slept. / The star shone brightly from the vaulted sky. / A cold wind swept the snow up into drifts. / The sand rustled. A bonfire crackled nearby. / Smoke plumed skyward. Flames hooked and writhed. / The shadows cast by the fire grew now shorter, / n...»
«Pineapples, pineapples — dipped in champagne! / Surprisingly tasty, sparkling, and keen! / I’m in something Norwegian! Something from Spain! / Madly inspired! I take up my pen! The rattling of airplanes! The roaring of cars! / Wind-whistling trains! Wing-soaring yachts! / This one get...»
«Once, when the dreams would bloom — the times were those — / In peoples hearts, transparent and aflame, / How fresh, how beautiful have been the roses / Of my love, of my spring, and of my fame! The years have passed, many a tear flows — / The country and its people all are lost. / ...»
«Nightingales of monastery garden, / Like all nightingales flying above, / Say that there is but one joy in living, / And that this joy comes in form of love. And the monastery meadows flowers / With the tenderness just flowers possess, / Say theres but one merit: Lovers / Touch their li...»