(From tablet writing, Babylonian excavations of 4th millennium B.C.) BILBEA, I was in Babylon on Saturday night. I saw nothing of you anywhere. I was at the old place and the other girls were there, but no Bilbea. Have you gone to another house? or city? Why don't you write? I was sorry. I walked home half-sick. Tell me how it goes. Send me some kind of a letter. And take care of yourself. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 83 by ALFRED TENNYSON TO A WOMAN by KENNETH SLADE ALLING FRAGMENT OF AN 'ANTIGONE' by MATTHEW ARNOLD INTRODUCTORY VERSES TO MARIA HACK by BERNARD BARTON THE PRINCESS by BJORNSTJERNE MARTINIUS BJORNSON NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 26 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |