Tags ROME
Rome & JulieA Book by Bailey Drake |
Harvard Square GentlemenA Poem by Armana D'UscaretLocation: Cambridge, Massachusetts. I find Harvard Square bathed in crimson red by its cobblestoned streets and rather pre.. |
Winter’s RomeA Poem by Armana D'UscaretThis winter Rome's streets are filled: people, potted trees, dried wreaths--all On Sale. |
of Rome Haiku IA Poem by Armana D'UscaretTaking my glassesoff, I can see Rome at once,beautiful and fragile. |
of Rome Haiku IIA Poem by Armana D'UscaretSunlight dances on the blades of grass pushing through-- Mind the cobblestones! |
of Rome Haiku IIIA Poem by Armana D'UscaretMy breath visible, even the magnolia leaves shudder in the wind. |
Standing withinA Poem by Armana D'UscaretBuildings surround me and the magnolia trees in Trastevere. |
On Via dei PettinariA Poem by Armana D'UscaretThis winter is warm. A large brown dog sleeps soundly on cobblestoned grass. |
Surviving historyA Poem by Armana D'UscaretAshes of the past buried amongst flowerbeds, frostless roots that feed. |
Crossing the bridgeA Poem by Armana D'UscaretStrips of cold plastic bags grace the dead trees below the Ponte Sisto. |
To take timeA Poem by Armana D'UscaretTravelling by train: Rome--Florence, spring wind is still. Eyes captures nothing. |
The WaterA Story by Armana D'UscaretShe tries not to wonder anymore whether or not the color of the water will ever change. For today it is decidedly a murky green. Murky, she think.. |
CampoA Poem by Armana D'UscaretMidday, a short walk across the Ponte Sisto to the place known as Field of Flowers. Couples mill about, point at things, then purchase .. |
Before, after midday in GarbatellaA Poem by Armana D'UscaretRain falls unheard, caw of bird, cold, beyond window-- Garbatella wakes Mussolini’s war, still echoing in winter’s .. |
Between ThemA Story by Armana D'UscaretThe conversation had started long before the solitary lamp-post began to cast the familiar amber light, prompting both shadows and people to eme.. |
RomeA Poem by Armana D'UscaretDo not look for it in cobblestoned roads, nor in the beauty of the decay that even stone structures must face, nor in the gra.. |
Trippin' LaurelsA Book by Theodore GrantKaspar and Simon: 2 college students/marijuana enthusiasts who happen to wake up one day in a mythological land. Can they overcome the Minotaur, the U.. |
Act 2 Chapter 3A Chapter by Austin H.Longish chapter. I'll be breaking down the rest of this act into four different perspectives, with two per chapter. Valencia and Cassius get this chap.. |
B is for Brutus and betrayerA Poem by Infinite hexesthis is a short poem about how Julius Caesar might have felt when he got backstabbed |
Viva la VidaA Story by Westminster AbbeyJust something I did when I was bored. A story out a song. |