If verses’ teeth are tightly clenched..., by U. R. Bowie If verses’ teeth are tightly clenched /
Spring babbles won’t render them tender. /
Steely-rasped grating is lovely, tight-wrenched /
When worlds...
The hum of spring will not else loosen..., by Yevgeny Bonver The hum of spring will not else loosen /
My verses of the clenched words, /
I’ve loved steel grating and diffusion, /
Of sunk in cacophony world...