Tag: Poetry
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Gigging for Flounder
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I used to watch The lights on the river In the dark of night. From my bed, I’d watch them Float through the air. So far from Town, the bodies that carried Those lights were mostly hidden in the Darkest blue of night. The Disembodied lights swayed Through the muddy,…
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La Reina by Pablo Neruda
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Yo te he nombrado reina.Hay más altas que tú, más altas.Hay más puras que tú, más puras.Hay más bellas que tú, hay más bellas.Pero tú eres la reina. Cuando vas por las callesnadie te reconoce.Nadie ve tu corona de cristal, nadie mirala alfombra de oro rojoque pisas donde pasas,la alfombra…
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Come Closer, Come Near
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I am hungry, growlingfor a tasteand I cannot bedistracted.Come closer,Come near,I am starvingfor you.– Tyler Knott Gregson This gets harder every day. The only thingbetween us…this unbearabledistancethis unspeakablecraving-N.R. Hart
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Where the Light Enters
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“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” — Rumi I wrote a line once, “All I breed is death.”Born of loss. Born of the one thing I wanted more than anything, slipping through my fingers. I wrote a few lines once, “I was the fire, burning through…
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Darling, Whenever I Think of You
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Darling,whenever I think of you,I start writinginvisible love lettersto your heart.– Alexandra Vasiliu My heart, my entire body is tortured.Not touching you,Not having you; It gnaws,It aches.I adore you most ardently.I covet you most earnestly.– Natalie Jensen