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Harmony in the Boudoir After years of marriage, he stands at the foot of the bed and tells his wife that she will never know him, that for everything
By kd Hoccane3 years ago in Poets
The Shadow Voice My shadow said to me: what is the matter Isn’t the moon warm enough for you why do you need the blanket of another body
Be With Those Who Help Your Being Be with those who help your being. Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath comes cold out of their mouths.
Be Kind Not merely because Henry James said there were but four rules of life—be kind be kind be kind be kind—but because it’s good for the soul, and,
Willow …and a decrepit handful of trees. And I matured in peace born of command, in the nursery of the infant century,
On a Distant Shore The night before sailing from the world I had known that now seems the ancient world to me it was a hot summer night
Arithmetic Arithmetic is where numbers fly like pigeons in and out of your head. Arithmetic tells you how many you lose or win if you know how
Returning Home in Winter I open the door as my wife steps from the bath into the cold air, goose bumps on her skin. She wraps a towel around herself,
I'm No Fool And the widow hung herself with water, the corpse on fire, no burns afterward a surgeon shrieks! all baffle and bother
Anna Who Was Mad Anna who was mad, I have a knife in my armpit. When I stand on tiptoe I tap out messages. Am I some sort of infection?
Real creator It's 3 am and I decided to write a thing or two about you. So here's The Nature and You.
Join me my heart Sing a song to me in this yearning heart as to spread the warmth to universe of hate Write me gentle words
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