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Dear Keats by Erica Jong

Dear Keats by Erica Jong

Already six years past your age!The steps in Rome,the house near Hampstead Heath,& all your fearsthat you might cease to bebefore your pen had glean'd. . . .My dear dead ...

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For Howard Moss by Erica Jong

For Howard Moss by Erica Jong

Already six years past your age! The steps in Rome, the house near Hampstead Heath, & all your fears that you might cease to be before your pen had glean'd. . . . My ...

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Ars Poetica? by Czeslaw Milosz

Ars Poetica? by Czeslaw Milosz

I have always aspired to a more spacious formthat would be free from the claims of poetry or proseand would let us understand each other without exposingthe author or reader to ...

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On Dante’s Monument, 1818 by Count Giacomo Leopardi

On Dante’s Monument, 1818 by Count Giacomo Leopardi

Though all the nations nowPeace gathers under her white wings,The minds of Italy will ne'er be freeFrom the restraints of their old lethargy,Till our ill-fated land cling fastUnto ...

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Imitations Of Horace: The First Epistle Of The Second Book by Alexander Pope

Imitations Of Horace: The First Epistle Of The Second Book by Alexander Pope

Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open all the main; Your country, ...

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Epistle To Dr. Arbuthnot by Alexander Pope

Epistle To Dr. Arbuthnot by Alexander Pope

Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let ...

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Epilogue To Lessing’s Laocooen by Matthew Arnold

Epilogue To Lessing’s Laocooen by Matthew Arnold

One morn as through Hyde Park we walk'd, My friend and I, by chance we talk'dOf Lessing's famed Laocooen;And after we awhile had goneIn Lessing's track, and tried to see What ...

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Damascus, What Are You Doing To Me? by Nizar Qabbani

Damascus, What Are You Doing To Me? by Nizar Qabbani

1My voice rings out, this time, from DamascusIt rings out from the house of my mother and fatherIn Sham. The geography of my body changes.The cells of my blood become green.My ...

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I Sing The Body Electric by Philip Levine

I Sing The Body Electric by Philip Levine

People sit numbly at the counter waiting for breakfast or service. Today it's Hartford, Connecticut more than twenty-five years after the last death of Wallace Stevens. I have ...

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I Am With Terrorism by Nizar Qabbani

I Am With Terrorism by Nizar Qabbani

We are accused of terrorism:if we defended rose and womanand the mighty verse ...and the blueness of sky ...A dominion .. nothing left therein...No water, no air ..No tent, no ...

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Many Soldiers by Edgar Lee Masters

Many Soldiers by Edgar Lee Masters

The idea danced before us as a flag;The sound of martial music;The thrill of carrying a gun;Advancement in the world on coming home;A glint of glory, wrath for foes;A dream of ...

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Crusoe in England by Elizabeth Bishop

Crusoe in England by Elizabeth Bishop

A new volcano has erupted,the papers say, and last week I was reading where some ship saw an island being born: at first a breath of steam, ten miles away; and then a black ...

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To James T. Fields by John Greenleaf Whittier

To James T. Fields by John Greenleaf Whittier

ON A BLANK LEAF OF 'POEMS PRINTED, NOT PUBLISHED.'Well thought! who would not rather hearThe songs to Love and Friendship sungThan those which move the stranger's tongue,And feed ...

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Silence For Gaza by Mahmoud Darwish

Silence For Gaza by Mahmoud Darwish

With dynamite she raps her waist… She explodes… It is neither death… nor suicide…Its Gaza's style to announce her worthiness of life…For four years and Gaza's flesh burst around… ...

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A Soldier Dreams Of White Lilies by Mahmoud Darwish

A Soldier Dreams Of White Lilies by Mahmoud Darwish

He dreams of white lilies,an olive branch,her breasts in evening blossom.He dreams of a bird, he tells me,of lemon flowers.He does not intellectualize about his dream. He ...

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A Lover From Palestine by Mahmoud Darwish

A Lover From Palestine by Mahmoud Darwish

Your eyes are a thorn in my heart Inflicting pain, yet I cherish that thorn And shield it from the wind. I sheathe it in my flesh, I sheathe it, protecting it from night and ...

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I See What I Want by Mahmoud Darwish

I See What I Want by Mahmoud Darwish

I see what I want in the farm ... right now I seebraids of wheat combed by the wind, and I close my eyesThis mirage leads to Nihawand,and this calm leads to lapis lazuliI see what ...

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Asphodel, That Greeny Flower by William Carlos Williams

Asphodel, That Greeny Flower by William Carlos Williams

Of asphodel, that greeny flower, like a buttercup upon its branching stem-save that it's green and wooden- I come, my sweet, ...

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An After-Dinner Poem by Oliver Wendell Holmes

An After-Dinner Poem by Oliver Wendell Holmes

(TERPSICHORE)Read at the Annual Dinner of the Phi Beta Kappa Society, atCambridge, August 24, 1843.IN narrowest girdle, O reluctant Muse,In closest frock and Cinderella ...

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It Is Me Again by Hasmukh Amathalal

It Is Me Again by Hasmukh Amathalal

My achievement….81 /500 #81 on top 500 poets• • Biography• Send Message• • Do you like this poet? Hasmukh Amathalal Poems• Miss ', I Really Miss (101) /5... I was ...

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Chaos For Future by Hasmukh Amathalal

Chaos For Future by Hasmukh Amathalal

Chaos for futureTime has goneNot to dream about heavenBut create a spaceFor all racesNo, there is no opportune timeWe are simply creating space all the timesSimple writing won't ...

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Fatima Bhanu Banu by Hasmukh Amathalal

Fatima Bhanu Banu by Hasmukh Amathalal

Observe the coolness in noonIf you are so fond of afternoonThat is the greatness of sunWhere everybody makes great run Not all the objects are noticedBut sun and moon are always ...

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Honorary Work by Hasmukh Amathalal

Honorary Work by Hasmukh Amathalal

by kylebank on Tuesday, December 03,2013 (01: 02: 09) do you get paid for this? because literally every poem I click on on this site ends up being one of your poems, and I don't ...

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The Poets Excel by Hasmukh Amathalal

The Poets Excel by Hasmukh Amathalal

It must be readAnd treatedAs sacred verseIf that is real meaning of museI have often saidAbout some rules to be laidWhere by each reader comments on any one poemThat interests ...

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The Enemy Must by Hasmukh Amathalal

The Enemy Must by Hasmukh Amathalal

The enemy mustI wrote and signedRepeatedly uttered and readI sent my poems to beloved friendsTo read the danger and prepare for brave end Why people are silent? Why national ...

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No Money by Hasmukh Amathalal

No Money by Hasmukh Amathalal

River Ganges need not be cleaned As it is already made dirty and remains unclean Its holy nature has never been diluted Even though it is dangerously polluted Poets have no ...

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I Can Not Be by Hasmukh Amathalal

I Can Not Be by Hasmukh Amathalal

I can't be thanklessFor all other cheerful facesWho have shared all their feeling? Made me feel at home and beingI owe a lot to unknown readersWho might be playing for me as ...

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Carpe Diem by Robert Frost

Carpe Diem by Robert Frost

Age saw two quiet children Go loving by at twilight, He knew not whether homeward, Or outward from the village, Or (chimes were ringing) churchward, He waited, (they were ...

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New Hampshire by Robert Frost

New Hampshire by Robert Frost

I met a lady from the South who said(You won't believe she said it, but she said it):'None of my family ever worked, or hadA thing to sell.' I don't suppose the workMuch matters. ...

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A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books by Robert Frost

A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books by Robert Frost

Old Davis owned a solid mica mountainIn Dalton that would someday make his fortune.There'd been some Boston people out to see it:And experts said that deep down in the mountainThe ...

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My Computer by Charles Bukowski

My Computer by Charles Bukowski

"what?" they say, "you got acomputer?"it's like I have sold out tothe enemy.I had no idea so manypeople were prejudicedagainstcomputers.even two editors havewritten me letters ...

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Sylvia’s Death by Anne Sexton

Sylvia’s Death by Anne Sexton

For Sylvia PlathO Sylvia, Sylvia, with a dead box of stones and spoons, with two children, two meteors wandering loose in a tiny playroom, with your mouth into the sheet, into the ...

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The Break Away by Anne Sexton

The Break Away by Anne Sexton

Your daisies have comeon the day of my divorce:the courtroom a cement box,a gas chamber for the infectious Jew in meand a perhaps land, a possibly promised landfor the Jew in ...

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Bury Me In My Shades by Shel Silverstein

Bury Me In My Shades by Shel Silverstein

In a pad with no heat, up on Sullivan Street, The last of the hipsters lay dyin'.Wearin' his shades, so like no one could tellLike whether or not he was cryin'.All the junkies and ...

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Memoir Of A Proud Boy by Carl Sandburg

Memoir Of A Proud Boy by Carl Sandburg

HE lived on the wings of storm.The ashes are in Chihuahua.Out of Ludlow and coal towns in ColoradoSprang a vengeance of Slav miners, Italians, Scots, Cornishmen, Yanks.Killings ...

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Nightclub by Billy Collins

Nightclub by Billy Collins

You are so beautiful and I am a foolto be in love with youis a theme that keeps coming upin songs and poems.There seems to be no room for variation.I have never heard anyone singI ...

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Aurora Leigh (Excerpts) by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Aurora Leigh (Excerpts) by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I am like,They tell me, my dear father. Broader browsHowbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowthOf delicate features, -- paler, near as grave ;But then my mother's smile breaks ...

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Donn Piatt Of Mac-O-Chee by James Whitcomb Riley

Donn Piatt Of Mac-O-Chee by James Whitcomb Riley

Donn Piatt--of Mac-o-chee,--Not the one of History,Who, with flaming tongue and pen,Scathes the vanities of men;Not the one whose biting witCuts pretense and etches itOn the ...

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Yes,  I Am A Slave by Gajanan Mishra

Yes, I Am A Slave by Gajanan Mishra

Yes, I am a slave, Slave to my wifeAnd my family.I am not freeAt home And also at the office.I am forced to doEverything includingReading, eating, sleeping, Sitting, walking andSo ...

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I Am Telling You by Gajanan Mishra

I Am Telling You by Gajanan Mishra

I am telling you everythingHere at my home in my mother-tongue.I am here to give you in writtingHere in my office in official language.I am composing poems in my languageTo make ...

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Whoever Knows Me by Gajanan Mishra

Whoever Knows Me by Gajanan Mishra

Whoever knows meBecomes eligibleTo read the poemsTo goes back home.Whatever one does hereIn My name is all superMy dear, go on road-clearWithout any fear.

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Whoever Knows by Gajanan Mishra

Whoever Knows by Gajanan Mishra

Becomes eligibleTo read the poemsTo goes back home.Whatever one does hereIn My name is all superMy dear, go on road-clearWithout any fear.

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October by May Swenson

October by May Swenson

1 A smudge for the horizon that, on a clear day, shows the hard edge of hills and buildings on the other coast. Anchored boats all head one way: north, where the wind comes ...

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BOOK FIFTH-BOOKS POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

BOOK FIFTH-BOOKS POEM BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

WHEN Contemplation, like the night-calm felt Through earth and sky, spreads widely, and sends deep Into the soul its tranquillising power, Even then I sometimes grieve for ...

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“Keep self editing your work” – Interview with Lt.Col.Ankita Srivastava

“Keep self editing your work” – Interview with Lt.Col.Ankita Srivastava

  ​ A short and crispy introduction about yourself. *   A lady with volcanic passions who transformed herself from a tortoise to a galloping horse! An ...

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Poetic Justice

Poetic Justice

Write your poems on the pages of your dreams, dreams are made by your muses on mount Olympia poets are not made but born like a lonely wave of the groovy sea. Poems are ...

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KEEP READING AND KEEP LOVING – INTERVIEW WITH MEGHNA BHUJWALA

KEEP READING AND KEEP LOVING – INTERVIEW WITH MEGHNA BHUJWALA

A short and crispy introduction about yourself. * With literature in my heart and technology in my mind, I am a Bangalore based techie. Brought up in a very creative ...

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