Another old poem to accompany me tonight. If There Is Something to Desire, 9, 17, 18 Vera Pavlova 9 I broke your heart. Now barefoot I tread on shards. 17 Why is the word yes so brief? It should be the longest, the hardest, so that you could not decide in an
Rainy Sundays and Erik Satie's Trois Gymnopedies 1. I am in love, hence free to live Vera Pavlova I am in love, hence free to live by heart, to ad lib as I caress. A soul is light when full, heavy when vacuous. My soul is light.