Alastair Gordon

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2017

Though Lovers Be Lost Love Shall Not

Under a Juniper Tree the Bones Sang

Into the Laquearia

O O O O That Shakespearian Rag

The Old That is Strong Does Not Wither

They Lying Long Shall Not Die Windily

I Will Show You Fear in a Handful of Dust

Everything We Have Chosen Has Been granted to Us

And What We Discover Must Not Be Concealed

A Golden Cupidon Peeped Out

Righteousness and Bliss Shall Kiss One Another

Vanity. Vanity. All is Vanity

They Delivered It Up To the Inclemencies of Sun and Winters

He Dreams of Being an Honest Coward

It Can Exist, In and For Itself, Without Things

In the Deserts of the West, Still Today

Where the Dead Men Lost Their Bones

Old Man With Wrinkled Dugs