Poetic Openings : Czeslaw Milosz to Czeslaw Milosz

Poet : Czeslaw Milosz : Poem : Artificer : First Line : Burning, he walks in the stream of flickering letters, clarinets,
Poet : Czeslaw Milosz : Poem : At A Certain Age : First Line : We wanted to confess our sins but there were no takers.
Poet : Czeslaw Milosz : Poem : Campo Di Fiori : First Line : In Rome on the Campo di Fiori
Poet : Czeslaw Milosz : Poem : Child Of Europe : First Line : 1
Poet : Czeslaw Milosz : Poem : Conversation With Jeanne : First Line : Let us not talk philosophy, drop it, Jeanne.

Poet : Czeslaw Milosz : Poem : Dedication : First Line : You whom I could not save
Poet : Czeslaw Milosz : Poem : Encounter : First Line : We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn.
Poet : Czeslaw Milosz : Poem : Father Explains : First Line : "There where that ray touches the plain
Poet : Czeslaw Milosz : Poem : Forget : First Line : Forget the suffering
Poet : Czeslaw Milosz : Poem : I Sleep A Lot : First Line : I sleep a lot and read St. Thomas Aquinas

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