Władysław Tarnowski,
Verse (at the sight of Newstead Abbey…
(2018)
“ Tore with talons flying in immortality rushed!... Today – how there terribly!... the skeleton of ruins among bindweeds, [4] And only grave of faithful dog stands here, Bats over the church gate are nesting Which wrinkles, [in] the crown of ivies wrapped As a bride of the centuries!... and everything changed Human hands – here only former stars shine! ”
