‘It is the future generation that presses into being by means of these exuberant feelings and super-sensible soap bubbles of ours.’ SCHOPENHAUER…

Summer is fading: The leaves fall in ones and twos From trees bordering The new recreation ground. In the hollows of afternoons…

Rearrange a “Wife’s” Affection! When they dislocate my Brain! Amputate my freckled Bosom! Make me bearded like a man! Blush, my spirit,…