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I’LL NAME EVERY LOVE HE HAS
I’ll name every love he has: Her eyes he loves to peer into— Her eyes are one of his greatest loves, Deep in those eyes he forgets all. No one is wise Who does not count, as one of his greatest loves,...
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SEX IS MUSIC
Sex is music, And a rhythm anyone can play, A common theme as much as yesterday. But music is not sex. Give me those holy tones Which melt above accidents and groans And go inside the silver ear As...
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I CALL UPON MY CHRISTIAN GOD
I call upon my Christian God to protect me from this Hindu lady. Her delicious kiss Will make me forget My God, and yet, I see my God in her eyes, And will martyr myself for her paradise. The passion...
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THERE IS A BORDER
“Cold pastoral” —Keats Enticement is blind, For enticement, With its beautiful flame, does not Count nearly as much as the reason—the goal that’s in the mind. Do not ask why love belongs to birth, or...
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DON’T FORGET TO TELL HER EYES
Don’t forget to tell her eyes You love her. She’s what sight buys. Sight buys love with no return. Knowing can learn, but unlearn; Memory fades. But eyes burn With the flame they look on, And mutual...
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WHAT BECAME OF YOU
What became of you? I tried to love you— You were determined to go many miles without a man. If I cannot hold you, then let me write you a poem when I can. If I cannot kiss you, let me kiss you with...
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PASS THE YAMS
Where is poetry? In the Thanksgiving feast? What is this that consumes, yet grows? That takes away, yet more and more knows All those wants, that want what they want the least, Loving only the going,...
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FROM IRAN: 7 POEMS BY HESSAMEDIN SHEIKHI (B. 1990) TRANSLATED BY...
Hessamedin Sheikhi, journalist and poet, Iran. Trans. Sherry (Shohreh) Laici *** I could write about the citrus, the smell of lemon, the bitter taste of pomegranate, but I would like to write about...
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AT LEAST I AM ONLY ONE
At least I am only one, and feel only an individual’s pain. Once I was God, and felt everyone’s loneliness and sorrow. Please don’t do that to me again. My pain’s enough, and my pain might even make...
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POEM INSPIRED BY TWO OR THREE BEN FRANKLIN EPIGRAMS
“A penny, etc” –Ben Franklin The best way to tell a lie is not to tell one. But if an emergency makes you lie, tell half a truth. Here’s the truth: I love you. And once that truth is in, This is the...
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I SANG FOR ONE LOVE—A SONG OF ORPHEUS
I sang for one love—just one love—alone, Though many loved me—as was their right to do. But they crushed my head beneath a stone And drank my blood, because I loved only you. They loved my music, but...
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A RELIGIOUS TRACT
“Melody is the essence of music” –Mozart There is the thing. All that is, all that was, all that will be. It is what we are in, what we learn and observe, what affects us, what was here before us. It...
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WHAT I FOUND IN THE VOID
What I found in the void Was not mystical, but plain, As when you look up at the sky And wonder if it will rain. Or you may wonder when you will die, But nothing up there will tell you, No matter how...
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THE LOVE INDUSTRY
Like Edgar Poe’s unparticled particle, the vibrating ether which is the material/spiritual whole of existence, pervading all and containing all, matter compressed and spread thin to a radical degree...
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WHEN YOU TRAVELED
When you traveled, as people often must, Far away, leaving the excitable for a quieter dust, I hope you know that I loved you. When you traveled, as people often will, To the other world, where night...
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WHEN I SAW THAT PICTURE
When I saw that picture I knew I had to love More than that picture— More than that look— Of her in the picture, She, like a chapter in a book, Which introduces all, Not her on the cover, But in...
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BEAUTY WITHOUT BEAUTY
You, who don’t read, must think it strange That I use my eyes Not to navigate moving seas— Not to chart moving orbs in the skies— Not to pick out the one I love under the sun— But to squint instead at...
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A STRAND OF HAIR
When I decided what I needed, I went inside The heart, where feelings hide, Where decisions are made When the mind’s away, And floated on myself, that immense tide Of surrender, where the world can’t...
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DRIPPING TREES
Let it be different. A wandering walk, Where the fog is still, holding the hill, Where there is no wind, and a simple talk Slips off our tongues in our wandering walk, A few minutes after a rain has...
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WHAT IS FAKE NEWS?
The mainstream corporate media is losing its Big Brother authority. The internet is making news more democratic. The mainstream corporate media will, of course, try to fight back, and their chief...
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