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
Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
There are similarities I notice: that the hills which the eyes make flat as a wall… together, open as I move to let me through; become
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…
Etched Shimmering simmering The bright sun etches Searing images Searing my soul!
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
You have no enemies, you say? Alas! my friend, the boast is poor… He who has mingled in the fray Of duty, that the brave endure, Must have made foes! If you have…
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
I climbed through woods in the hou… Evil air, a frost-making stillness… Not a leaf, not a bird,— A world cast in frost. I came out… Where my breath left tortuous stat…
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 the place you would rather not know about, this is the place that will in hab… this is the place you cannot imagi… this is the place that will finall…
DARK Angel, with thine aching lu… To rid the world of penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence! Because of thee, no thought, no th…
When I am sad and weary When I think all hope has gone When I walk along High Holborn I think of you with nothing on
fire under our skin ...a thin layer of fire under our skin burning as we desire to be
Two roads diverged in a yellow woo… And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I c… To where it bent in the undergrowt…
I tripped on my shoelace And I fell up— Up to the roof tops, Up over the town, Up past the tree tops,
An escape from the pain Someplace soft to fall When the world knocks me down And the ground is hard. Decorated by the hearts
Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break
“Which of these films was Dirk Bo… not in? One hundredweight of bauxi… makes how much aluminium? how many tales in ‘The Decameron’… General Studies, the upper sixth,…
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…
Unhappy about some far off things That are not my affair, wandering Along the coast and up the lean ri… I saw in the evening The stars go over the lonely ocean…
“you know,” she said, “you were at the bar so you didn’t see but I danced with this guy. we danced and we danced close.
I thought that I could not be hur… I thought that I must surely be impervious to suffering— immune to pain or agony.
Tightly-folded bud, I have wished you something None of the others would: Not the usual stuff About being beautiful,
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
There’s little in taking or giving… There’s little in water or wine; This living, this living, this liv… Was never a project of mine. Oh, hard is the struggle, and spar…
Doom is dark and deeper than any s… Upon what man it fall In spring, day-wishing flowers app… Avalanche sliding, white snow from… That he should leave his house,
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I awakened to dryness and the fern… the potted plants yellow as corn; my woman was gone and the empty bottles like bled co… surrounded me with their uselessne…