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"alexandrian" poems

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Alexandrian KingsThe Alexandrians were gathered / to see Cleopatra's children, / Caesarion, and his little brothers,

Constantine P. Cavafy34

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Thoughts of a Traveller on a Greecian Sunset in Santorini.Streched out gazing, on the sands, / Of one more of the common seas, / An orange orb setting slowly apparent,

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ARCHIMEDES : THE PIONEERING STREAKER OF HISTORY !Dear Poet Friends, I hope you like this slice of Early History presented / below in simple verse. Please do read the short notes at the end, before giving your comments. Thanks, - Raj / ARCHIMEDES : THE PIONEERING

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My Love Looks Too Far into MeHer eyes are the lighthouse of the Pharos, / Alexandrian, bronze-mirrored fire flung round / The gloaming coastal sorrow like sand-glittered spears.

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HYPATIAThey attacked her in mid exploration / Cutting away her golden thoughts / As they cut away her flesh, destroying

@stanley-wilkin25

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Aemilianus Monae, Alexandrian, 628 - 655 A.D.With words, with countenance, and with manners / I shall build an excellent panoply; / and in this way I shall face evil men

Constantine P. Cavafy12

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YouYou are / My heart’s invader / An enabler

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napoleoni do struggle to not make your tongue sour with this periodic harassment & dissonant conceit but i am compelled at last by the scarcity of savages who can see me in this desert. less feral & more clergy, the fabled selves of the world would be sanctuaried from my psychiatric violence. well attired passions always smell of fear & derision, further, & no less vile, arrogance & stupidity are known to capacitate spasmodic unceremonious coquetry. yes my mouth is a scavenger’s, but privation & dissatisfaction by design turn coat on the very messianic puppetry which their compulsory public refusal / had initially engendered. welcoming calamity i prey & arrow from afar & go on proving my self wrong in one last alexandrian charge to certify my renowned demise. no tricks or perversions barring what’s customary amongst outlaw noblesse. oh & do regard this new color on my face, & if you would, please, stop turning yours away from mine.

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SolifugaeI saw you walking away from the sun / in stinging wind and a coat of dust / through star juniper and bitter sagebrush.

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