Three legged horse
In the entrance
Exposed to the glances
Of all
...
Alas! Alas!
The old town sang
And the stones bled
Though Dawn was
...
Ghost children
Sailing of waves
Of silver to compensate
Attempting
...
So many fairy songs!
We need them!
Would that with every Dawn
Each every smile of her
...
Into a house
Transformed in to a gnome
The people
Go about in silence locked
...
The whole corpus of verses
My friend read
The whole my Monsignor
You sing and chant
...
A world of mathematics walked
Hand in hand
With a world of
The emotions.
...