Category: Poetry
Dear Friend:--To whom else than to you can I dedicate this little wreath of poems? Weeds or flowers, without you, they would not have been. Your interest, your sympathy, your appreciation were the sunshine and rain that brought them forth--to blossom for a moment or forever.
The time and place and scene just as before. From left to right there enters on the scene Quite simultaneously a man and woman. Each reads a book while walking, so absorbed That...
1. VOLUME 1Dear Friend:--To whom else than to you can I dedicate this little wreath of poems? Weeds or flowers, without you, they would not have been. Your interest, your sympathy, your ap...
2. Scene I.They stand in silence looking at each other. He then approaches her to raise her flowers-- And then she smiles, and he says foolish things, Deliciously absurd and foolish things.