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John Donne Holy Sonnets
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Anelida and Arcite
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2009
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The Coventry Mystery Plays
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the ghost dancers
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2014
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paulinskill hours and other poems
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2016
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star-made shadows. Neruda's Poema 20.
This poem, number 20, in Pablo Neruda's 1924 collection Veinte poemas de amor y una canción desesperada (Twenty Love Poems and Song of Despair) continues to haunt me, and its incantation of sorrow echoes in my mind.
Neruda takes several lines to express why these are "the saddest lines" and it comes in the indecision over three words: "I loved her". Indecision tends to be insidious in something as Read more of this blog post »
Neruda takes several lines to express why these are "the saddest lines" and it comes in the indecision over three words: "I loved her". Indecision tends to be insidious in something as Read more of this blog post »
“. . .in your light, had I learned to love, here
in your beauty, could I speak
knowing of this space close within
as the breath held inside a garden rose, there—
there is no time.”
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in your beauty, could I speak
knowing of this space close within
as the breath held inside a garden rose, there—
there is no time.”
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“beneath the stars that drift; she sighed and said
"Every tale of a love
can only be a tale of ghosts that linger
in these spaces we
can never hold,"—as the wind
gave echo”
― the ghost dancers
"Every tale of a love
can only be a tale of ghosts that linger
in these spaces we
can never hold,"—as the wind
gave echo”
― the ghost dancers
“those whom love has held, has held here in time
curious, in this labyrinth of roses—it
will go on holding, though in cruelty—of
stars we could not reach for, but still remembered.”
― the ghost dancers
curious, in this labyrinth of roses—it
will go on holding, though in cruelty—of
stars we could not reach for, but still remembered.”
― the ghost dancers
“we lived depravity
and called it truth, silencing
our dreaming, and
our love, discarding
things holy.”
― paulinskill hours and other poems
and called it truth, silencing
our dreaming, and
our love, discarding
things holy.”
― paulinskill hours and other poems
“. . .in your light, had I learned to love, here
in your beauty, could I speak
knowing of this space close within
as the breath held inside a garden rose, there—
there is no time.”
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in your beauty, could I speak
knowing of this space close within
as the breath held inside a garden rose, there—
there is no time.”
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“I wish to go down under the waters—
the cool, crystalline waters that I knew, where all
that is, here, existing, is
is only to be lost within the susurrations
and the rumours of water and the evening star
we wait for...”
― paulinskill hours and other poems
the cool, crystalline waters that I knew, where all
that is, here, existing, is
is only to be lost within the susurrations
and the rumours of water and the evening star
we wait for...”
― paulinskill hours and other poems
“. . .our whispered words, faintly in the darkness, dissolving
within the trees—then, fleeting words of consolation
would not suffice if feigned, and flippant words
confessed reluctance—our words
were meaningless uttered on the wind. . .”
― paulinskill hours and other poems
within the trees—then, fleeting words of consolation
would not suffice if feigned, and flippant words
confessed reluctance—our words
were meaningless uttered on the wind. . .”
― paulinskill hours and other poems
“To forget would mean the things we never knew
had never waited to be known, never waited
to be forgotten, had never been; waiting
beneath the long dead stars
in time. . .”
― paulinskill hours and other poems
had never waited to be known, never waited
to be forgotten, had never been; waiting
beneath the long dead stars
in time. . .”
― paulinskill hours and other poems
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