POETRY

NOT EXPRESS THE LOVE: Poetry, by William Blake

NOT EXPRESS LOVE Not express love, the real one is always ascoso; It is a breath that moves silent, mysterious.…

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THE GARDEN OF LOVE: Poetry, by William Blake

THE GARDEN OF LOVE In The Garden of Love, one day I went, And I saw a thing never seen…

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ANXIOUSLY STATUES: Poetry, by William Blake

ANXIOUSLY STATUES "Rather choke a child in the cradle, which cradle of unfulfilled desires." Anxious statues of blood dressed in…

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DREAM: Poetry, by Anna Andreevna Akhmatova

DREAM   Black and hard detachment that I stand as thou. Why do you cry? Give meĀ  better to hand,…

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LIKE A FISH THAT LIVES IN THE FUND: Poetry by Sandro Zanotto

Sitting next to a tiller, to look after, you can carefully observe the banks open. Although not wanting to, you…

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HOLD MY HAND: Poetry of Hermann Hesse

HOLD MY HAND Hold my hand at sunset, when the light of day goes out and darkness slips his cloth…

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I THINK OF YOU: Poetry by Johann Wolfgang Goethe

I THINK OF YOU I think of you, from the bosom of the sea when the sun rises and its…

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I CALL YOU RISE OR FALL: Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke

I CALL YOU RISE OR FALL What your name: rise or decline? Because sometimes I fear I am, and the…

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MUSA: Poetry by Germain Droogenbroodt

MUSA   Sailing immaculate, slipping on slate Mirror Lake, it only follows the bowsprit, the call of the seagull, sometimes…

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MY LIFE: Poetry of Henri Michaux

MY LIFE   Without me you go, my life. Rolls, and I have not done one more step. Elsewhere lead…

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