Alone Comments
The noon's greygolden meshes make
All night a veil,
The shorelamps in the sleeping lake
Laburnum tendrils trail.
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The sly reeds whisper to the night A name- her name- And all my soul is a delight, love, despair, shame. tony
The noon's greygolden meshes make All night a veil, The shorelamps in the sleeping lake Laburnum tendrils trail..... Excellent description
In pleasant times one can recall their soul mate & feel their presence. Nice poem
(Alone - Poem by James Joyce.) **Aloneness causes strange doings.
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7/26/2025 8:46:08 AM # 1.0.0
Meine Seele ist eine helle Freude, Ihr Name wird, abseits meines Unvermögens, immer ein Geruchund eine Blume bleiben