«The eyes of the Black / Sea into the distance.»
«A goblin grabbles in the greeny forest — / Wood-willy, slurping his mouth-organ — / where a clump of aspens quivers / and benefolent spruces cascade. A smear of pungent forest honey / licky on the tongue-tip of daylight; / Oh! His grasping arms were icy: / I was completely taken in....»
«Let us all be heads of lettuce; / let us not let knives upset us.»
«I saw a tiger, he crouched by a wood / and filled a bamboo flute with his sighs; / his ferine forces contracted in waves, / and mocking fires burned in his eyes. / Beside him an elegant maid discoursed / with an elegant tilt to her head: / "Tigers and lions, as everyone knows, / cannot...»