moments of love a loving smile can evoke moments of tender affections from a loved one...
Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break
On the sheep-cropped summit, under… The mouse crouched, staring out th… It dared not take. Time and a world Too old to alter, the five mile pr…
Unbiased at least he was when he a… Having never set eyes on the land… Between two peoples fanatically at… With their different diets and inc… “Time,” they had briefed him in L…
This is not I. I had no body once… only what served my need to laugh… and stare at stars and tentatively… on the fringe of foam and wave and… Eyes loved, hands reached for me,…
Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time f… And time future contained in time… If all time is eternally present All time is unredeemable.
...and the livin’s easy summer... soaking up all the season has to offer hair down kick back relax lounge... the livin’s easy
Atropellados por la Pampa suelta, los raudos potros en febril disput… hacen silbar sobre la sorda ruta los huracanes en su crin revuelta. Atrás dejando la llanura envuelta
a blissful gift a happy moment relish this a blissful gift in the moment joy being alive a day more
When I think about myself, I almost laugh myself to death, My life has been one great big jok… A dance that’s walked A song that’s spoke,
The water turns a long way down over the raw stone… ice crusts around it We walk separately along the hill to the open
Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can’t I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off? Six days of the week it soils
An escape from the pain Someplace soft to fall When the world knocks me down And the ground is hard. Decorated by the hearts
If I were a voice, a persuasive v… That could travel the wide world t… I would fly on the beams of the mo… And speak to men with a gentle mig… And tell them to be true.
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
warts and all two spirits locked eyes words unspoken loved one another
The rhino is a homely beast, For human eyes he’s not a feast. Farwell, farewell, you old rhinoce… I’ll stare at something less prepo…
a wonderful feeling to own cognizant of the fact that we are in the final chapter of our life
apple tree garden a sliver space inside a tiny time skinnier than a billionth of a sec… a world vaguely a dot in the Van… under a starry night there a morta…
To the world, we must not conform Our sinful selves, we must reform The unknowing, we must inform So that our Earth, we can transfo… It’s miles before you go to sleep
I know someone who kisses the way a flower opens, but more rapidly. Flowers are sweet. They have short, beatific lives. They offer much pleasure. There is
It seemed an unlikely match. All… grinding its teeth in a plastic sl… nose-down from a hook in the darkr… under the hatch in the floor. When… it knocked back a quarter-pint of…
You walked in front of me, pulling me back out to the green light that had once grown fangs and killed me. I was obedient, but
Loada sea la misericordia de Quien, ya cumplidos mis setenta… y sellados mis ojos, me salva de la venerada vejez y de las galerías de precisos espe…
Understand, I am always trying to… what the soul is, and where hidden, and what shape and so, last week,
A shilling life will give you all… How Father beat him, how he ran a… What were the struggles of his you… Made him the greatest figure of hi… Of how he fought, fished, hunted,…
It was sometime ago, on their firs… a young couple enthused in prepari… Husband and wife, growing together… He bought her a powder blue dress,… Of course, himself in his Sunday’…
I was a bum in San Francisco but… to go to a symphony concert along… and the music was good but somethi… audience was not and something about the orchestra
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I’d like to leave but daffodills to mark my little way, To leave but tulips red and white behind me as I stray; I’d like to pass away from earth