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Come Closer
Come closer, I'm not a fire. Fires can be put out by the rivers. Or storms. I'm not a fire. Come closer, I'm not the wind.
Five Poets to Read Before You Die
Those of you who are not students of literature may never find yourselves reading poetry. This is, of course, a huge mistake. In the right hands, words take on a life and soul of their own, becoming fertile ground for ideas and imaginations. In a world where desire and conflict interact so disastrously, it is paramount that we do not sacrifice art in favour of systematising our problems because if we do not understand our world we can bring no solutions. The poets in this list are and have been huge figures in understanding the world around us and so to read them is to make both your understanding of your world and your life as a whole more complete. It is by no means a complete list, and certainly, there are hundreds of poets to read that will change your life, but this is a good start.
Jake StreetPublished 7 years ago in PoetsA Subtlety of the Mechanism
Endeavour to venture, Beyond the sense of pretence, Through the lamina of the animal, And out of your shell, To identify with momentum;
George JossePublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Community Pantry
First, you took a penny then, left another penny. Later, we took literature then, we gave it back. Now, we take the essential
Jose GabrielPublished 7 years ago in PoetsA Day at the Seaside
Mam cancelled the milk today, We are going to Blackpool just for the day, I've been sitting on the prom eating fish and chips,
DAVID PRIORPublished 7 years ago in PoetsA Plague Upon You
A plague of humans, Infesting the Earth, They cannot stop breeding, That is their curse. The human plague, Has become so grave,
Colin HopePublished 7 years ago in PoetsBreak
When doors fly open, staying wide for the neighbors to murmur about the 3AM noise, she sits there waiting to declare this bad day
Autumn Change
The leaves are crisp and the air is sulphur filled. We get cold easily and feel very chilled. Trees are naked in the morning dew.
Paul CrockerPublished 7 years ago in Poets