7. Hammock Onoto-face Gains,
slows, stops occasionally. Why
don’t you accompany me to America? I cried
on the embarcadero Rome
Prague London Nice Paris Oxo-Liebig curls hair in your room “Julie
or I’ve lost my rose” You’ve
long written in the shadow of a picture Of the
Arabesque you thought O you
the happiest of all we For
Rousseau has done your portrait
1900-1911 For 12
years only poet of France. December 1913. |