Poetry
Winter 1963
Rome in the Jubilee
The Goths in all the bars are drinking Bourbon and soda, Danish beer; The Dalai Lama’s legate, blinking Before the monsignori, assays His ounce or two of charm; and near […]
Poetry
Winter 1963
Walsingham
The pilgrims wandering in the curio shops Gingerly touch Victorian artifacts—The wrack of wash-stands mixed with servants’ silver; But buy their brunished postcards by the steps That take them down […]