Benoît Pioulard - Perennial Comforts

As Would a Weaver

Shut-Ins on Sunday See

The Gilded Fear That Guides the Flow

The Very Edge of Its Flame

Under the Break Arch

So Etched in Memory

Of Everything That Rhymes

An Image Apart from Ourselves

That Wounded Weathered

Initial B.P.

And Relent

Whose Palms Create

A Shade of Celadon

Is in Its Clearest Form

With No Advantage

Прыгну со скалы

Снежинки

Птичка

Мёртвый Анархист

Пьяный туман

Девочка бандитка

Rampampam

МАЛИНОВАЯ ЛАДА

КАК MOMMY

Дурак и молния

Кукла колдуна

Девочка, танцуй

Marmalade

Пошла жара

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