And so I just grieve, groaning,
'Let me not go
To the Place of the Shorn:
My heart is now precious...
For I, I am a poet—
And my flower is golden.

Autore: David Bowles

And so I just grieve, groaning, <br />'Let me not go<br />To the Place of the Shorn:<br />My heart is now precious... <br />For I, I am a poet—<br />And my flower is golden. - David Bowles



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