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bear with us for a moment it all went so well at first... Across the wide grass running A thousand meters high The red cloud at sunset Burned in back of my mind Everything halting... More »
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I don't much care what you think I'm sad today. This is no a bad thing. It's nothing you can cure. I do not greive for you although you deserve my grieving What good will... More »
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My dream returned like a late crescent moon riding high over placid waters. A black rabbit hidden by his own shadow: still, in the grass at the edge of the road. My ship came home... More »
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The Fallow Mind The fallow mind in winter knows, its scope And wide horizon are made narrow by The rim of early dusk, descending blinds- Last summer’s rocket buried under sand. To soar and spin,... More »
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pɹoɥɔ ɹouıɯ ɐ uo ƃuıpuǝ ɹɐǝʎ ɹǝɥʇouɐ ˙uoısıʌ ʎɯ ɟo ɹǝuɹoɔ ǝɥʇ ʞɔıu ǝɔɐɟ ɹnoʎ ɟo sǝıɹoɯǝɯ ɟɟo ɹɐɟ ˙ʇuǝs-un ʇɟǝl pɹɐɔ ǝuo ˙uǝʇʇıɹʍ-un ʇɟǝl ɹǝʇʇǝl ǝuo ˙pǝlʇʇǝsun suıɐɯǝɹ ʇɹɐǝɥ ʎɯ uı ƃuıɥʇǝɯos ˙ɹɐʇs ʇsɹıɟ... More »
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O you, who hears in scattered verse the sound Of all those sighs with which my heart I fed, When I, by youthful error was misled, Unlike my present self in passion drowned; Who hears... More »
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"Don't like that at all," says Jill. "Neither do I," say Jab. "I like the one about the little soulworms that fly out of the nest for the resurrection. Jill's got one inside her too...... More »
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being to timelessness as it's to time, love did no more begin than love will end: where nothing is to breathe to stroll to swim love is the air the ocean and the land (do... More »
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The body is a bodhi tree The mind is a spotless mirror Keep it always clean Don't let it gather dust. Hung-jen Fifth patriarch of Zen Bodhi isn't a tree What's spotless isn't a mirror... More »
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Trills on a mandolin shimmer in the cool Florida evening. A black and white cat curls his tail around his feet and waits for dinner. Venus swings low in the south east. bright like the... More »
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