(From tablet writing, Babylonian excavations of 4th millennium B.C.) BILBEA, I was in Babylon on Saturday night. I saw nothing of you anywhere. I was at the old place and the other girls were there, but no Bilbea. Have you gone to another house? or city? Why don't you write? I was sorry. I walked home half-sick. Tell me how it goes. Send me some kind of a letter. And take care of yourself. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CORTEGE FOR ROSENBLOOM by WALLACE STEVENS TO FORTUNE by JAMES THOMSON (1700-1748) THE PEN by GHALIB IBN RIBAH AL-HAJJAM ROAD AND HILLS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET PAN AND LUNA by ROBERT BROWNING THE HOME-RETURNING by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |