The tree has entered my hands, The sap has ascended my arms, The tree has grown in my breast- Downward, The branches grow out of me, like arms.Tree you are, Moss you are, You are violets with wind above them. A child – so high – you are, And all this is folly to the […]
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There may be no more a macabrely misogynistic sentence in English literature than Edgar Allan Poe’s contention that “the death… of a beautiful woman” is “unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world.” (His perhaps ironic observation prompted Sylvia Plath to write, over a hundred years later, “The woman is perfected / Her dead /
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I can write no stately proemAs a prelude to my lay;From a poet to a poemI would dare to say.For if of these fallen petalsOne to you seem fair,Love will waft it till it settlesOn your hair.And when wind and winter hardenAll the loveless land,It will whisper of the garden,You will understand. Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie
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Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I\’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model\’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I\’m telling lies. I say, It\’s in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I\’m
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Edna St. Vincent Millay reads her poem “Love is Not All.” Her high-faluting accent and theatrical style may seem dated today, but in the 1920s, Millay’s reading tours regularly sold out to rapt crowds.
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And I want to play hide-and-seek and give you my clothes and tell you I like your shoes and sit on the steps while you take a bath and massage your neck and kiss your feet and hold your hand and go for a meal and not mind when you eat my food and meet
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Samuel Masters for Art-Sheep I find that there is a sort of allure and magic in second-hand books. Maybe it\’s the thrill of someone having owned and cherished the book you now love and get lost in, yourself, like somehow being connected with a complete stranger over the same thoughts, feelings and experiences. This precious
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Julia Horeftari for Art-Sheep Greetings, my brave reader. Christopher Marlowe and William Shakespeare. What do these two have in common? Well, apart from living at the same place and at the same time -16th century London- and being both poets and playwrights, sharing the same prestigious title of being England\’s greatest writer, they could even
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I can write no stately proem As a prelude to my lay; From a poet to a poem I would dare to say.For if of these fallen petals One to you seem fair, Love will waft it till it settles On your hair.And when wind and winter harden All the loveless land, It will whisper
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Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow– You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone?
A Dream Within A Dream – by Edgar Allan Poe ( +Documentary about Poe ) Read More »
