Marianne Bogolub Poems

Love I find everywhere I go and be.
God, give it to me.
Love -- for the State, love for the Land.
After the Second War, America, California I found.
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I think it is the warmest greeting in the world.
A belt surrounding and including all the nations.
A "salutation" of courtesy and goodwill!
Be still, be silent, be quiet,
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Leaves are rustling in the trees,
Near the windows of the cottage,
What we borrowed.
And you loved me so,
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