Jola
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Wind brought...A Poem by JolaWind brought the memorythe strands of white cloudson the great meadow landwhere memorieswellspringflowing from the mountains highto the bottomdeep hea.. |
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I do not....A Poem by JolaI do not wanttobe sadmyold age,orsimilar to theillnessof the soul,wherecompanion-lonelinesscruel,Allemotionscandrown.I wouldnotbein the clutches ofind.. |
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Left my dreams...A Poem by Jola... I have dreams and I know I'll never meet .... |
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AutumnA Poem by JolaAutumn on tiptoe walking through the park ...And Awayall their treasures in podarku ...He handed us bouquetscolorful leaves ...And sorrow turns intola.. |
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Empty days...A Poem by JolaMy little meditating... |
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PrayerA Poem by JolaPrayerAt the cemetery stands a monumentBeautiful and haughtyThis monument to the soldier,Who died on a warHis eyes are full of hopeTurned to the skyAt.. |
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MEMORY / PAMIĘĆA Poem by Jola"Let us love people now they leave us so fast the shoes remain empty and the phone rings..."/ks.Jan Twardowski |
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WITHOUT END / BEZ KOŃCAA Poem by Jolaa joint writing project of Jola S and Mark Teague |
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The Man of StoneA Poem by Jola" ...a joint writing project-- concept and original poem by Jola S...; English interpretation by Mark Teague" |
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