Category Archives: Florence Harrison

Luis Cernuda : The Sea’s Flesh

The Sea’s Flesh In a few short days it will be autumn in Virginia, when hunters, the gaze of the rain, the tree that won’t forget, lambs of terrifying aspect, all return to their native soil, in a few short … Continue reading

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Eve, Christina Rossetti

Eve “While I sit at the door Sick to gaze within Mine eye weepeth sore For sorrow and sin: As a tree my sin stands To darken all lands; Death is the fruit it bore. “How have Eden bowers grown … Continue reading

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