«One cold damp night, winds pierced the cliffs, / Spain dragged its armor to the north, / And the trumpet of the crazed trumpeter Wailed on into the morning. / The soldiers moved their guns from battle, / The peasants drove forward their stunned cattle, / And the little ones carried with th...»
«I lived obscurely and uncertainly, / And spoke of things not always true. / But I can recollect a certain tree / An inky giant in the blue. / And I recall a woman dear to me. / Was I a coward? I don’t know. / But superstitiously and timidly / I took her hand—and let it go. / And ...»
«She lay beside the bridge. The German troops had reckoned / To cheapen her by this. Instead, her nakedness / Was like an ancient statue’s unadorned perfection, / Was like unspotted Nature’s loveliness and grace. / We covered her and carried her. The bridge, unsteady, / Appeared to palp...»
«Where people have dined you find refuse and tin, / Pans, broken glass, a bed, lilac in a pot. / And high in the rafters above it all, / Rocks an empty cradle. / Iron and bricks, squares and disks, / A vague jumble of things, / And wherever you step, / All the odds and ends of others’...»