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WITHOUT YOU: Poetry, by John Keats (1795/1821)

WITHOUT YOU I can not exist without you. I forget about everything but to see you again: my life seems to stop there, I do not see ahead. You’ve absorbed. Right now I have a feeling as to dissolve: I would be very sad without hope to see you soon. I’d be afraid to break away from you. You have …

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AND NOT NEVER DIE – Poetry, by Boris Ryzyi (1974/2001)

AND NOT NEVER DIE A ship glazed, the door, the table, the bed. Living is hard and uncomfortable, but it is convenient to die. I’m relaxed and I think, maybe these white sheets wrapped him that today he’s gone to the other world. The faucet drips plan. Life, disheveled like a whore, she appears out of the fog and see …

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THE HURRICANE: Poetry, by Léopold Sédar Senghor

THE HURRICANE The hurricane uproots everything around me, the hurricane uproots me in leaves and useless words. Whirlwinds of passion hiss silent, but peace is the tornado arid, on the escape of the rainy season. You wind burning pure wind, wind of summer, it burns you every flower, every thought compartment, when the sand dunes lies on the heart. Anvella, …

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EXERCISE OF STYLE: Poetry, by Carmen Camacho

EXERCISE OF STYLE I’ll try not to use perfect words, such beauty, freedom, your light. Too big, they are waiting. More urgently, it says: last night I counted with the body, three hundred fingers of your hand. (Carmen Camacho)

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ONE DAY WILL EXIST: Poetry, by Rainer Maria Rilke

ONE DAY WILL EXIST One day there will the girl and the woman, whose name will no longer mean only one opposed to the male, but something in itself, something that will not be expected to complete and border, but only in real life: the feminine humanity. This progress will transform the experience of love, which is now full of …

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SOMETIMES YOUR SADNESS IS A YACHT: Poetry, by Jack Underwood

SOMETIMES YOUR SADNESS IS A YACHT Huge, white and expensive, like an anvil dropped from heaven: how will we get onboard, up there, when it hurts our necks to look? Other times it is a rock on the lawn, and matter can never be destroyed. But today we hold it to the edge of our bed, shutting our eyes, on …

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MARICHIKO, POEMS OF LOVE: If I think

IF I THINK If I thought I could go away to come to you, ten thousand miles would be a mile. But we’re in the same city and I dare not see you, and a mile It is longer than a million miles. (Marichico) http://www.amazon.co.uk/Love-Poems-Marichiko-Kenneth-Rexroth/dp/0879221003      

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