Tag: Modern Classics

One’s prime is elusive

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Perhaps freedom has no meaning

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I am the sun and moon and forever hungry

A poem a day

Her body seemed outside her

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We took everything upon ourselves

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Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking

A poem a day

Sitting deep in the human heart

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It was a family of women buccaneers

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Two half drowned things, clinging together in a shipwreck

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Very soon I will send you something, a few birds of fire

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What two people can make of the same view

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Nothing holds the wind back from its wings

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Like a gifted mathematician set to paint a picture

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There was always a wind blowing

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Flesh is a function of enchantment

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That indefinitely extended requirement that one human being makes upon another

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Here is continuity spinning a web from room to room,

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The sky was red and all my life was in it.

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