Entries by dpogreba

Spring Poetry

Early Spring by Rainer Maria Rilke

Harshness vanished. A sudden softness
has replaced the meadows’ wintry grey.
Little rivulets of water changed
their singing accents. Tendernesses,

Sonnet for Sunday

Sonnet of the Sweet Complaint by Federico García Lorca

Never let me lose the marvel
of your statue-like eyes, or the accent
the solitary rose of your breath
places on my cheek at night.