Poetry
This door you might not open, and you did; So enter now, and see for what slight thing You are betrayed…. Here is no treasure hid No cauldron, no clear crystal mirroring
— Edna St. Vincent Millay · Bluebeard
we had goldfish and they circled around and around in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes covering the picture window and my mother, always smiling, wanting us all
— Charles Bukowski · A Smile to Remember
What’s madness but nobility of soul At odds with circumstance? The day’s on fire\! I know the purity of pure despair, My shadow pinned against a sweating wall.
— Theodore Roethke · In a Dark Time
Rhyme XI —I am ardent, I am dark-skinned, I am the symbol of passion, my soul is filled with longing for pleasures. Are you looking for me? —No, it’s not you. —My forehead is pale, my tresses golden: I can offer you endless joys, I hold a treasure of tenderness. Are you calling…
— Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer · Rima XI (Rhyme XI)
The nutritionist said I should eat root vegetables Said if I could get down 13 turnips a day I would be grounded, rooted.
— Andrea Gibson · The Nutritionist
I shall forget you presently, my dear, So make the most of this, your little day, Your little month, your little half a year Ere I forget, or die, or move away,
— Edna St. Vincent Millay · I shall forget you presently
Now I am out of element And far from anything my own, My sources drained of all content, The pieces of my spirit strewn.
— Theodore Roethke · Against Disaster
Foreign Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of Five Sisters Cass was The Most Beautiful Girl In Town
— Charles Bukowski · The Most Beautiful Woman in Town
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body
— Mary Oliver · Wild Geese
Who is Jeremy Ward July 22nd 1985 dear Hans vanbrook thank you for your letter
— Charles Bukowski · Letter to Hans van den Broek [Re. Censorship]
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another way, And saw three islands in a bay.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay · Renascence
Nice chance completely cut loose from purpose he was a young man riding a bus through North Carolina on the way to somewhere
— Charles Bukowski · Nirvana
AS I lay with my head in your lap, Camerado, The confession I made I resume— what I said to you in the open air I resume: I know I am restless, and make others so;
— Walt Whitman · Epitaph for a Friend
If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. If you’re going to try, go all the way. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs and maybe even your mind.
— Charles Bukowski · Go All The Way
The Guitar The weeping of the guitar begins. The goblets of dawn are smashed. The weeping of the guitar begins. Useless to silence it. Impossible to silence it. It weeps monotonously as water weeps as the wind weeps over snowfields. Impossible to silence it. It weeps for distant…
— Federico Garcia Lorca · La Guitarra (The Guitar)
I stopped looking for you I stopped waiting for you I stopped dying for you and I started dying for myself
— Leonard Cohen · I stopped looking for you
Do not love half lovers Do not entertain half friends Do not indulge in works of the half talented Do not live half a life and do not die a half death
— Kahlil Gibran · Do Not Love Half Lovers
Waking alone At the hour when we are Trembling with tenderness Lips that would kiss Form prayers to broken stone.
— T.S. Eliot · The Hollow Men
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too;
— Rudyard Kipling · If
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire.
— Robert Frost · Fire and Ice
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