#poe

Whatever's born between us is ineffable, beyond adjective and allegory. I can create to rhythm within the measures of our narration. All poetry falls to disingenuous; every cadence is disjointed. These machines will never do us justice. . . . ↗

— Jake Wilson

#justice #love #metafiction #poetry #love

That when we live no more, We may live ever ↗

— Anne Bradstreet

#religious #love

When a poet settled down to write a poem, could he foresee the lines he would write? Did his head constantly spin with riddles and rhymes and was his only job to put them down? What if he couldn’t get them to make sense, and no one, not even the person he cared for most, could have pleasure in reading it? What would he do? ↗

— Alysha Speer

#love #person #pleasure #poet #poetry

Поетът може би познава любовта откъм единствената страна, която истински я разкрива и осветява: неосъщественост. Поетът върви унесен. Може би една от формите на споделена любов е поезията. ↗

— Blaga Dimitrova

#poetry #love

L'Heure Exquise La lune blanche Luit dans les bois ; De chaque branche Part une voix Sous la ramée... Ô bien-aimée. L’étang reflète, Profond miroir, La silhouette Du saule noir Où le vent pleure... Rêvons, c’est l’heure. Un vaste et tendre Apaisement Semble descendre Du firmament Que l’astre irise... C’est l’heure exquise. ↗

— Paul Verlaine

#moon #poems #love

I will Basquiat the canvas of your body like a Broadway Junction wall…and Gordon Parks you for those dark midnights when your scent fades. ↗

— Brandi L. Bates

#brandi-bates #gordon-parks #love #new-york #poetry

I'd love to give you something but what would help? ↗

— Ikkyu

#poetry #zen #love

تعذبني خطيئاتي .. بعيدًا عن مواعيدك ↗

— أمل دنقل

#poem #love

When you can love yourself, then your heart is open to give and receive love. ↗

— Daveda Gruber

#poetrywithpassion-com #love

Oh,' said a very white body as it threw a wrist watch to the ground which broke without attracting anyone's attention, 'Oh, how can anyone not love poetry, natural machines, large white houses, the brilliance of steel, crimes and wild passions? ↗

— Robert Desnos

#passion #poetry #surrealism #love