Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SHINING RISK, by IRENE WILDE First Line: Cassandra sits beside my gate Last Line: A hundred towered troys. | ||||||||
Cassandra sits beside my gate, Subliminal and sure, And plies me with her caveat Against the insecure. Discretion crossed with unbelief Such latitude employs That I have lost in shining risk A hundred towered Troys. | Other Poems of Interest...MAP OF AN UNKNOWN REGION by IRENE WILDE THE MAGIC FLUTE by IRENE WILDE LACK OF STEADFASTNESS; BALLAD by GEOFFREY CHAUCER HISTORY OF A LIFE by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER THE WORLD: A CHILD'S SONG by WILLIAM BRIGHTY RANDS PHILOMELA by JOHN CROWE RANSOM OLD MOTHERS by CHARLES SARSFIELD ROSS VERSES ON MRS. ROWE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |
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