Jarosław Łukaszewicz: Sounds and Syntax
Jarosław Łukaszewicz: {the sky flashes, the great sea yearns}
Jarosław Łukaszewicz: {nothing important}
Jarosław Łukaszewicz: Ephemeris Second
Jarosław Łukaszewicz: Kunst und Geschichte
Jarosław Łukaszewicz: {Light hath no tongue, but is all eye}
Jarosław Łukaszewicz: {soul circling its lessons, what can I say before she walks like a ghost in white lace carrying her bouquet of stephanotis}
Jarosław Łukaszewicz: {snowflakes for a gift, a morning prayer & eloquence}
Jarosław Łukaszewicz: {rivers cannot quench desire half-hidden by decor of trees}