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Category Archives: Poetry
“Happiness” by Louise Glück
Georgia O’Keeffe, “Abstraction White Rose” “A man and a woman lie on a white bed. It is morning. I think Soon they will waken. On the bedside table is a vase of lilies; sunlight pools in their throats. I watch … Continue reading
“Alchemy” by Jane Yeh
If it could be done, I’d do it In an instant. I’ve got the charts, The mortar and pestle, the fullest Array of flasks that side of Rome. My walls are papered with symbols, and the biggest Is gold. There’s … Continue reading
“Perfect Woman” by William Wordsworth
She was a phantom of delight When first she gleam’d upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment’s ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like twilight’s, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her … Continue reading
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Two Poems by Yehuda Amichai
I. “A Man in His Life” “A man doesn’t have time in his life to have time for everything. He doesn’t have seasons enough to have a season for every purpose. Ecclesiastes was wrong about that. A man needs to love … Continue reading
“Desire” by Boleslaw Lesmian
“I’d like to have a hut in the wild forest density, Made of firewood and a spatial scarcity, Hanged high among old branch pinions, Over jaguar caves and snake canyons. There, on moss, swung with a mad storm, I’d like … Continue reading
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“From love’s first fever to her plague” by Dylan Thomas: A Study of Consciousness
“From love’s first fever to her plague, from the soft second And to the hollow minute of the womb, From the unfolding to the scissored caul, The time for breast and the green apron age When no mouth stirred about … Continue reading
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Tagged adolescence, archetypes, awareness, “From love's first fever to her plague”, childhood, consciousess, Dylan Thomas, growth, manna, maturity, Moon, poem, poetry, sun, symbolism, symbols
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“The Canticle of the Void” by Paul Murray
“Smaller than the small I am that still centre within you that needle’s eye through which all the threads of the universe are drawn. Perhaps you think you know me but you do not know me. Of everything that is, … Continue reading
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Tagged Canticle of the Void, darkness, God, goddess, nothingness, Paul Murray, poetry, void
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Poetry and Mystery: “Women” by Evelyn Scott
“Crystal columns, When they bend they crack; Brittle souls, Conforming, yet not conforming– Mirrors. Masculine souls pass across the mirrors: Whirling, gliding ecstasies– Retreating, retreating, Dimly, dimly, Like dreams fading across the mirrors. Then the mirrors, Stark and brilliant in … Continue reading
“Epilogue” by D.H. Lawrence: Poetry for Hot, Sultry Dog Days of the Summer
“PATIENCE, little Heart. One day a heavy, June-hot woman Will enter and shut the door to stay. And when your stifling heart would summon Cool, lonely night, her roused breasts will keep the night at bay, Sitting in your room … Continue reading
“The Starry Night” by Anne Sexton
“The town does not exist except where one black-haired tree slips up like a drowned woman into the hot sky. The town is silent. The night boils with eleven stars. Oh starry starry night! This is how I want to … Continue reading
