Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time f… And time future contained in time… If all time is eternally present All time is unredeemable.
Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.
You have no enemies, you say? Alas! my friend, the boast is poor… He who has mingled in the fray Of duty, that the brave endure, Must have made foes! If you have…
I know someone who kisses the way a flower opens, but more rapidly. Flowers are sweet. They have short, beatific lives. They offer much pleasure. There is
Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can’t I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off? Six days of the week it soils
Two roads diverged in a yellow woo… And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I c… To where it bent in the undergrowt…
The rhino is a homely beast, For human eyes he’s not a feast. Farwell, farewell, you old rhinoce… I’ll stare at something less prepo…
On the grass when I arrive, Filling the stillness with life, But ready to scare off At the very first wrong move. In the ivy when I leave.
To step over the low wall that div… Road from concrete walk above the… Brings sharply back something know… The miniature gaiety of seasides. Everything crowds under the low ho…
On the sheep-cropped summit, under… The mouse crouched, staring out th… It dared not take. Time and a world Too old to alter, the five mile pr…
I was just a lonely child, In the world full of riant people, Happiness, remained a concept futi… The want for fatal lovers arose, “Maybe in their spurious arms,
When I think about myself, I almost laugh myself to death, My life has been one great big jok… A dance that’s walked A song that’s spoke,
Love & miss you do I, Your voice that strokes my aching… So far, so distant, so warm; tears mine urge that I will be fin… But tears have each other holding…
I come from a musical place Where they shoot me for my song And my brother has been tortured By my brother in my land. I come from a beautiful place
In the quiet hours of twilight, When shadows lengthen and memories… I find solace in the lines etched… Each wrinkle a testament to a life… The laughter lines around my eyes,
A flea and a fly in a flue Were imprisoned, so what could the… Said the fly, “let us flee!” “Let us fly!” said the flea. So they flew through a flaw in the…
Understand, I am always trying to… what the soul is, and where hidden, and what shape and so, last week,
Oh, white lily, full of purity, You fill me with divine love; With your beauty and incomparable… That shines like a beacon! For my beloved I come to you;
Loada sea la misericordia de Quien, ya cumplidos mis setenta… y sellados mis ojos, me salva de la venerada vejez y de las galerías de precisos espe…
It will not always be like this, The air windless, a few last Leaves adding their decoration To the trees’ shoulders, braiding… Of the boughs with gold; a bird pr…
aura of joy let the amazing astonishing radiant light of your essence
Tightly-folded bud, I have wished you something None of the others would: Not the usual stuff About being beautiful,
The water turns a long way down over the raw stone… ice crusts around it We walk separately along the hill to the open
An escape from the pain Someplace soft to fall When the world knocks me down And the ground is hard. Decorated by the hearts
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
Love has no environment Found in the personal Yet it has its government Temporary yet eternal Rational to a logical point
I see you drinking at a fountain w… blue hands, no, your hands are not… they are small, and the fountain i… where you wrote me that last lette… I answered and never heard from yo…
Come let us mock at the great That had such burdens on the mind And toiled so hard and late To leave some monument behind, Nor thought of the levelling wind.
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her whit… and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and str… I stand and watch her until at len…
I don’t know if I should love her… I don’t know if I should hug her. I don’t know if I should give her… I don’t know if I should give her… I don’t know.