memoirs, art and fragments by Thomas Milner

Posts tagged ‘why’

Why is Vladivostoc

Why is Vladivostoc? When is Rome?

Where is Gdansk, when it’s at home?

How many flies do I have in my ear?

Where are the snows of yesteryear?

Timor mortis conturbat me.

When does the Tagus flow so sweet?

Whence comes the heart at my feet?

How many fell at Sarajevo?

Whither the Euro?

Timor mortis conturbat me.

Which one’s a coward and which brave?

Sean or Howard, Chris or Dave?

And the lords and ladies of Byzantium,

Where have they all gone?

Timor mortis conturbat me.


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