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IN PERPETUAL SPRING – Poetry, by Amy Gerstler

IN PERPETUAL SPRING Gardens are also good places to sulk. You pass beds of spiky voodoo lilies and trip over the roots of a sweet gum tree, in search of medieval plants whose leaves, when they drop off turn into birds if they fall on land, and colored carp if they plop into water. Suddenly the archetypal human desire for ...

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A COLD SPRING – Poetry, by Elizabeth Bishop

A COLD SPRING A cold spring: the violet was flawed on the lawn. For two weeks or more the trees hesitated; the little leaves waited, carefully indicating their characteristics. Finally a grave green dust settled over your big and aimless hills. One day, in a chill white blast of sunshine, on the side of one a calf was born. The ...

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SPRING – Poetry, by Gerard Manley Hopkins

SPRING Nothing is so beautiful as Spring, when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush. Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing. The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush the descending blue. That blue is all in ...

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PRAYER – Poetry, by Paola Loreto

PRAYER Make me quiet, if you can. It is not so much anxiety that I hide, and even the rush, but I will not try. I do not want to have, what you know will not give me pleasure, and can therefore hurt. You give me: the memory that you’re there, that I want you, that you fill me and ...

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SO FAR – Poetry, by Carol Ann Duffy

SO FAR I love you and you’re not here. I linger in this garden, breathing the color that is the thought, before becoming a language in the air still. Well as your name, is a pale spectrum and, as far as I it exhale incessantly, it will not next to me. Tonight, I you you invent, I you imagine, your ...

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EVERYDAY THAT PASSES IS A REVISIT – Poetry, by Cesare Pavese

EVERYDAY THAT PASSES IS A REVISIT Everyday that passes is a revisit, all gray history of life. A woman who just told me, put me in the heart like a great swollen bud of joy. It is a joy to see so many bright green branches in the wind and many bullies flowers, blossoming, it is a great joy, because ...

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SPRING – Poetry, by Xiao Kaiyu

SPRING Call me life! Just as I call you, heroic! Let me go down as well. Spring! Wow! I hate the clear and talkative intelligence. Hate the old hypocrite, more insidious hypocritical young, enters the life, huh, life, in a lie as it gives the love! Time slips beyond repair in the honey pot. Its rich contrast, my secret developed ...

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FAR GET THE LOOK – Poetry, of Fujiwara no Sadaie

FAR GET THE LOOK As far as the eye, no flowers or red maple leaves: only a hut from the roof of reeds, near the creek, in the autumn twilight. (Fujiwara no Sadaie)

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PROLOGUE – Poetry, by Yun Dong-ju

PROLOGUE Can look up at the sky until the day I die, without even a shred of shame. Even the wind passing through the leaves, I suffered. With the soul singing stars, I have to love all the things that go towards death. And then, the way that I was given, I will have to go. Also tonight, the stars ...

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FOR COMICI EMILIO – Poetry, by Antonia Pozzi

PER EMILIO COMICI > Si spalancano laghi di stupore, a sera nei tuoi occhi, fra lumi e suoni. Si aprono lenti fiori di follia, sull’acqua dell’anima, a specchio della grande cima coronata di nuvole. Il tuo sangue che sogna le pietre, è nella stanza, un favoloso silenzio. FOR COMICI EMILIO > Open wide with wonder lakes in the evening in ...

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