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derangedrhythms · 6 months
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In the month of red leaves I climb to a bed of fire.
Sylvia Plath, Collected Poems; from ‘Poem for a Birthday’
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luthienne · 4 months
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Jack Gilbert, Collected Poems; "Tear it Down"
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lamentofspring · 2 months
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— haley nichole green, excerpt from hope & a cup of tea
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llovelymoonn · 8 months
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ellen bass poetry of presence: an anthology of mindfulness poems: "the thing is" \\ marya hornbacher waiting (via @weltenwellen) \\ tory dent collected poems: "us"
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arsanimarum · 6 months
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If I chose to remain alone, what I longed for / was solitude, not this kind of waiting, / my soul shattered on the horizon, / these lines, these colours, this silence.
George Seferis — Collected Poems.
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a-ramblinrose · 6 months
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JOMP Book Photo Challenge || November 5 || Books & Food:  Collected Poems of Ursula K. Le Guin & Chocolate Pumpkin Bread
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monomorphilogical · 30 days
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on the grotesqueness of life
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beforevenice · 1 year
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The electric lick of the dark lifted the hackles of my blood,
// Ted Hughes, Song of the Sorry Lovers
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rosesarah459 · 2 months
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aaknopf · 24 days
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On the Mt. Rushmore of Knopf poetry, which dates back more than a century now, the craggy profiles of Langston Hughes and Wallace Stevens would be joined by, among others, Anthony Hecht (1923-2004). His Collected Poems arrived this fall, in a handsome edition edited by Philip Hoy, who reminds us that Hecht himself felt poetry could “recover for us what he memorably called ‘the inexhaustible plenitude of the world.’” Here is “Memory,” originally from his late volume The Darkness and the Light.
Memory
Sepia oval portraits of the family, Black-framed, adorned the small brown-papered hall, But the parlor was kept unused, never disturbed. Under a glass bell, the dried hydrangeas Had bleached to the hue of ancient newspaper, Though once, someone affirmed, they had been pink. Pink still were the shiny curling orifices Of matching seashells stationed on the mantel With mated, spiked, wrought-iron candlesticks. The room contained a tufted ottoman, A large elephant-foot umbrella stand With two malacca canes, and two peacock Tail-feathers sprouting from a small-necked vase. On a teak side table lay, side by side, A Bible and a magnifying glass. Green velvet drapes kept the room dark and airless Until on sunny days toward midsummer The brass andirons caught a shaft of light For twenty minutes in late afternoon In a radiance dimly akin to happiness— The dusty gleam of temporary wealth.
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derangedrhythms · 1 year
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I should have murdered this, that murders me.
Sylvia Plath, Collected Poems; from ‘Three Women’
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luthienne · 1 year
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George Seferis, from Collected Poems (tr. Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard)
[Text ID: Now I long for a little quiet all I want is a hut on a hill or near a sea-shore all I want in front of my window is a sheet immersed in bluing spread there like the sea]
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lamentofspring · 2 months
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‘I am the one who tears open your ribs for the sake of becoming less of me & more of you / I am the one who cradles the heart inside / tell me to close you up again / I will close you up from the inside’
— haley nichole green, excerpt of the unwell will be fed
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llovelymoonn · 4 months
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favourite poems of december
a.r. ammons collected poems: 1951-1971: "dunes"
jennifer robertson shrill shirts will always balloon
n. scott momaday in the presence of the sun: stories and poems, 1961-1991: "the delight song of tsoai-talee"
ted berrigan the collected poems of ted berrigan: "bean spasms"
natalie diaz when my brother was an aztec: "abecedarian requiring further examination of anglikan seraphym subjugation of a wild indian rezervation"
greg miller watch: "river"
joanna klink excerpts from a secret prophecy: "terrebonne bay"
dorothy dudley pine river bay
brenda shaughnessy our andromeda: "our andromeda"
frank lima incidents of travel in poetry: "orfeo"
lehua m. taitano one kind of hunger
no'u revilla kino
linda hogan when the body
paul verlaine one hundred and one poems by paul verlaine: a biligual edition: "moonlight" (tr. norman r. shapiro)
mahmoud darwish the butterfly's burden: "the cypress broke" (tr. fady joudah)
mahmoud darwish the butterfly's burden: "your night is of lilac"
amir rabiyah prayers for my 17th chromosome: "our dangerous sweetness"
sara nicholson the living method: "the end of television"
charles shields proposal for a exhibition
ginger murchison a scrap of linen, a bone: "river"
tsering wangmo dhompa virtual
anne carson the beauty of the husband: "v. here is my propaganda one one one one oneing on your forehead like droplets of luminous sin"
muriel rukeyser the collected poems of muriel rukeyser: "the book of the dead"
anne stevenson stone milk: "the enigma"
david tomas martinez love song
robert fitzgerald charles river nocturne
thomas mcgrath the movie at the end of the world: collected poems: "many in the darkness"
linda rodriguez heart's migration: "the amazon river dolphin"
donald revell the glens of cithaeron
sumita chakraborty dear, beloved
angela jackson and all these roads be luminous: "miz rosa rides the bus"
kofi
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a-ramblinrose · 11 months
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JOMP Book Photo Challenge || June 10 || Books and Sunshine:
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virtuouslibertines69 · 5 months
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"And what I say, what I love remains untouched in its shadows. Innocences and pebbles in the depth of a translucency. Sensation of crystal." - Odysseus Elytis, from The Collected Poems; “The Concert of Hyacinths,”
Photo © Natalia Deprina
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