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In the good old days of Telegrams, I actually sent this one, back in 1974...

I've seen three starlings in the sun-set And the cold wind blows all over, Three starlings flown from the Russian Front Til the cold wind blow blow..

I’ve been for a stroll by the midnight beach That I’ve waited to stroll so long for, I’ve taken a look at the lover’s brea..

‘What have you done to your head again?’ ‘The sea flowed out and the wind blew in To the purple mist at the Do-drop Inn As I ..

Islands of memories Cities of stone, Sentinels of silence In the great all-alone, ‘What do you find in Your new-found release?’ Si..

No songs for us, my churlish love, No beating drum, no bells, No nightingales in dreaming parks No bright-lit carousels; No eyes that chance a gla..

Why don’t you visit me, Why be so sad, Twilight is wizardry Now that I’m mad; Moonbeams are paper chains Drifting in lovers lanes Li..

I can see the pit of darkness stretched Before my hapless eyes And another week should see me in its fold, For my steps have long been faster ..

Ah!… Ah!… What is Man? The sad slick-sliver of the long quicksand, The flash-burst crackle of the lightning, forking Or two young dau..

'Get rid of those old shoes,' she said, 'Their time has come and gone.' I looked down at my battered soles And smiled, as she went on; When women ..