Showing posts with label poet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poet. Show all posts
Saturday, September 22, 2018

good company

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"I wasn't a misanthrope and  I wasn't a misogynist but  I liked being alone.  It felt good to sit alone in a  sm...
Saturday, September 10, 2016

time is the fire

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"Time is the school in which we learn,  Time is the fire in which we burn." Delmore Schwartz mooncake
Thursday, March 31, 2016

poe the raven

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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—     While I...
Friday, February 26, 2016

The Last Flower

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Thursday, January 28, 2016

Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal

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 Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font. T...
Wednesday, November 4, 2015

to love and say goodbye

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"We the mortals touch the metals, the wind, the ocean shores, the stones, knowing they will go on, inert or burning,    and I...
Monday, August 24, 2015

Beware the Jabberwock

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'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "...
Thursday, March 12, 2015

t e r r o r i s t ! ! !

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Just a Word 'Terrorist' is just a word, one I wish I'd never heard When it's used to vilify, without the need to qu...
Sunday, January 25, 2015

endeavor

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Monday, January 19, 2015

Exhale

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• Exhale •  Going through it  The long duration of dark  The cold winter night  The silent day  When wil...
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Monday, December 8, 2014

the creator's glory

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Should guilty seek asylum here,  Like one pardoned, he becomes free from sin.  Should a sinner make his way to this mansion,  ...
Friday, November 28, 2014

all the way

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Saturday, October 25, 2014

die well

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Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate: "To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late...
Monday, August 25, 2014

For Whom the Bell Tolls

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No man is an island, Entire of itself. Each is a piece of the continent, A part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the s...
Monday, August 18, 2014

we burn

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"Time is the school in which we learn,  Time is the fire in which we burn." Delmore Schwartz mooncake
Tuesday, April 15, 2014

calmly we walk through this april's day

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Time is the school in which we learn, Time is the fire in which we burn. Delmore Schwartz
Saturday, November 9, 2013

trivialities

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"We're all going to die,  all of us,  what a circus !  That alone should make us love each other  but it doesn't....
Thursday, November 7, 2013

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The Hollow Men T. S. Eliot Mistah Kurtz—he dead. A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stu...
Thursday, June 28, 2012

drunken morning

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Tuesday, June 5, 2012

how to be perfect

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"How to be perfect" by Ron Padgett get some sleep eat an orange every morning be friendly it will help make you happy hope for eve...