The sharp knife of dawn glitters in my hand but how bare is everything-tall tall tree infinite air, the unrelaxing tension of the world and only hope, hope only, the kind eagle soars and wheels in flight.
The sharp knife of dawn glitters in my hand but how bare is everything-tall tall tree infinite air, the unrelaxing tension of the world and only hope… - Martin Carter
The sharp knife of dawn glitters in my hand but how bare is everything-tall tall tree infinite air, the unrelaxing tension of the world and only hope…
- Martin Carter
I do not sleep to dream but dream to change the world - Martin Carter
I do not sleep to dream but dream to change the world
The central issue of poetry as of politics is the destiny of the human personality. - Martin Carter
The central issue of poetry as of politics is the destiny of the human personality.
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