Michael Donhauser

1956 / Vaduz

Popular Poems

[O how the wind brushed through the gardens]
[Late perhaps one evening]
[Did it rain]
[Take the maples]
[There was - then the moon was only a sheen, the town]
[They say it was harsh, and so it remained]
[Rites of the evening glen]
[The fervent or seeing...]
[It was]
[Through the night we will]