#poetry

...loving a fairy lady with a magic song will leave you desolate on a cold hillside ... but from there you can see the stars... ↗

— John Geddes

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Yo ansí, náufrago amante y peregrino, que en borrasca de amor por Lisis muero, sigo insano furor de alto destino. ↗

— Francisco de Quevedo

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Only union with you gives joy. The rest if tearing down one building to put up another. ↗

— Rumi

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Love leads us to write poetry because love improves our hearing; like prayer, poetry is every bit as much about listening as it is about speaking. To 'get' the poem is to hear the eloquence of the silence that it calls forth through its manifestation of love. ↗

— David Patterson

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Knowing me better than I think anyone should Except, perhaps No, probably No, definitely Definitely except you ↗

— Thalia Circe

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I can no longer trust in this love It has fallen like the saints above All because of your sweet lies You sang them like a lullaby "Phoenix ↗

— Shay Leigh

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Thy's bleeding heart confides in the With one's thoughts and troubles Let the kiss thy's lips To ease thou's pain Thy am thou's comfort Lie thou's head on mine pillow Of soft consolation And let the drown Thou's sorrow Away ↗

— Solange nicole

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Ariel Gordon is superbly, supremely, a poet of the body. She finds words for the physicality of the forest, of the garden, of pregnancy. Hump speaks the erotics of being alive and being in love with being alive. ↗

— Robert Kroetsch

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I beg for a moment of peace in this flicker, a moment of stopping, one moment of stillness. I beg not to feel these butterflies, not to see their color, not to hear their rustle, I beg not to feel. I beg not to not want them, nor to want – let them be, as they are, let me be, as I am. That I would not love them, for a moment I would not love them, for a moment they would blur for me, disappear and I would stay all alone. I beg for a single moment, to stay all alone – surrounded by butterflies, free without butterflies. Oh, I train my eyesight, so I wouldn’t see. I wake my ears, so I wouldn’t hear. And I beg for a name, that wouldn’t be called in a name. Say that I have silenced. Say that you have silenced. Say that it’s silent. ↗

— Imants Ziedonis

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But I was young and didn’t know better and someone should have told me to capture every second every kiss & every night Because now I’m sitting here alone and it’s getting really hard to breath because tears are growing in my throat and they want to break out, but there are people watching and I just want to be somewhere silent somewhere still But still I don’t want to be alone because I’m scared and lonely and I don’t understand Because I was alone my whole life My whole life I was so damn lonely and I was content with that because I liked myself and my own company and I didn’t need anyone I thought But then there was you .. ... So, someone should have told me that love is for those few brave who can handle the unbearable emptiness, the unbearable guilt and lack of oneself, Because I lost myself to someone I love and I might get myself back one day but it will take time, it will take time. This is gonna take some time. I wish someone would have told me this. Someone should have told me this. ↗

— Charlotte Eriksson

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