[MOLETAUR BACKUP] Holes [JUDGE JACKET] I have my own story to tell But before I get to that I must admit our whole bureaucracy Might seem divided But there's one little thing On which we all agree [MOLETAUR BACKUP] Holes matter [FEMALE MOLETAUR BACKUP] Nose-to-toes [JUDGE JACKET WITH BACKUP] Take a look inside You'll see [MOLETAUR BACKUP] Three...Learn More

Who nearer Nature's life would truly come Must nearer come to him of whom I speak: He all kinds knew,--the vocal and the dumb; Masterful in genius was he and unique, Patient, sagacious, tender, frolicsome. This Concord Pan would oft his whistle take, And forth from wood and fen, field, hill, and lake, Trooping around him in their several...Learn More

[Verse] Adına denk kal bu sefer göz hatlarım kan çanağı Rap oyunu namusun Stalki yirmi posta zar çalar Tam Nadas yalanı arifesinde dilenciden haraç alan Red o don kırmızıyken hala başlık paranı harcama Yazcak bi' şeyin yoksa kalemin kağıdın başına otur düşün Anama bacıma küfreden piç saygıdan mı kotun düşük? Yetim hakkının bedeli panter...Learn More

Sometimes I can almost see, around our heads, Like gnats around a streetlight in summer, The children we could have, The glimmer of them. Sometimes I feel them waiting, dozing In some antechamber - servants, half- Listening for the bell. Sometimes I see them lying like love letters In the Dead Letter Office And sometimes, like tonight, by some...Learn More

All things must fade. There is for cities tall The same tomorrow as for daffodils: Time's wind, that casts the seed, the petal spills. Grim London's ruined arches yet shall fall Back to the arms of Earth. A quiet pall The mother draws over those she loves--and kills; And though brief nations vaunt their upstart wills, The nemesis of grass shall...Learn More

Rose, harsh rose Are you calling me? I did not wait all these years For you to call me pretty But I did not hold back my tears For you to get it wrong I've stood here for years, and my face Isn't anything new Now I look in the cracked mirror Provided by you That wouldn't paint me as sweet, Like the garden I might have missed But it's not for...Learn More

Nun ist er endlich kommen doch in grünem Knospenschuh. »Er kam, er kam ja immer noch«, die Bäume nicken sich's zu. Sie konnten ihn all erwarten kaum, nun treiben sie Schuß auf Schuß; im Garten der alte Apfelbaum er sträubt sich, aber er muß. Wohl zögert auch das alte Herz und atmet noch nicht frei, es bangt und sorgt: »Es ist erst März, und März...Learn More

Sand from the Gobi Desert blows across Saskatchewan, becomes the irritation in an eye. So say the scientists who separate the smallest pollen from its wings of grit, identify the origin and name. You have to wonder where the dust from these fields ends up: Zimbabwe, Fiji, on the row of shoes outside a mosque in Istanbul, on the green rise of a...Learn More

He was gone. Like a leap Of flame that, after having burst from the sun, Is dragged back into the sun as though nothing, Leaving only the seen surface of the sun. I'd lost my way. I had no guide but a light: The slowly approaching twilight. And I said, "Light be this world," and I said, "World be this Light." And slowly a bright starfield fell...Learn More

Tracklist 1. Cottonmouth - The Finks 2. Courtney Barnett - Pickles From The Jar 3. Jen Cloher ft. Tim Rogers - Stone Age Brain 4. Royston Vasie - Two Fingers Telling You No 5. Fraser A. Gorman - Sugarcane Motorcycle Album Art ...Learn More

Im Schloß zu Düsseldorf am Rhein Wird Mummenschanz gehalten; Da flimmern die Kerzen, da rauscht die Musik, Da tanzen die bunten Gestalten. Da tanzt die schöne Herzogin, Sie lacht laut auf beständig; Ihr Tänzer ist ein schlanker Fant, Gar höfisch und behendig. Er trägt eine Maske von schwarzem Samt, Daraus gar freudig blicket Ein Auge, wie ein...Learn More

SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water from the sink made tall. She wore her cape; her hat was in her hand. Behind her was confusion in the room, Of chairs turned upside down to sit like people In other chairs, and something, come to look, For every room a house has—parlor,...Learn More