An Eternity By Archibald MacLeish

An Eternity By Archibald MacLeish There is no dusk to be, There is no dawn that was, Only there’s now, and now, And the wind in the grass. Days I remember of Now in my heart, are now; Days that I dream will bloom White peach bough. Dying shall never be Now in the windy […]

The End Of The World By Archibald MacLeish

The End Of The World By Archibald MacLeish Quite unexpectedly as Vasserot The armless ambidextrian was lighting A match between his great and second toe And Ralph the Lion was engaged in biting The neck of Madame Sossman while the drum Pointed, and Teeny was about to cough In waltz-time swinging Jocko by the thumb — […]