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Je suis l'âme errante
~•Inside the heart, a murmur of poems.•~
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I'd so much like to leave
capped with the moon
under the wandering sky!
~• Tagami Kikusha-ni •~
#Tagami Kikusha-ni #Japanese poetess #beautiful Haïku
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Shower of petals
I would like to drink
the water of distant mists !
~•Kobayashi Issa•~
#Kobayashi Issa #poetry #beautiful Haïku
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Outside it is warm and blue and April.
~•Sylvia Plath•~
#SylviaPlath, The journals of Sylvia Plath #Silence by Arthur Beecher Carles 1908
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I don't really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds
or hugging the old black oak tree.
I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible....
~•Mary Oliver•~
#beloved Mary Oliver #photo own
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A lovely soft Spring day with pillow-like clouds, and warm blue spaces in between .
~•Virginia Woolf•~
#Virginia Woolf, in a diary entry dated 5 February 1904 featured: The Complete Collection
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The heart shuts,
The sea slides back,
The mirrors are sheeted.
~• Sylvia Plath•~
#Sylvia Plath #Contusion
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I was dreaming in my dreaming
Of an aspect bright and fair
And my sleeping it was broken
But my dream it lingered near
In the form of shining valleys
Where the pure air recognized
And my senses newly opened
I awakened to the cry
That the people have the power
To redeem the work of fools
From the meek the graces shower
It's decreed the people rule ~•Patti Smith•~
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...If somebody
had loved me sometimes,
or even one time,
for my sadness–
unexplained, unfounded
as a cuckoo’s
he had loved my real self,
he had really loved me.
~•Blaga Dimitrova•~
#Blaga Dimitrova beautiful Bulgarian poetess #Kodomo no shiki (Shimizu Hiroshi, 1939)
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Poetry is a grave, a grave of wind.
O stone of the soul, O our silence !
~•Mahmoud Darwish•~
#Mahmoud Darwish, from “To an Iraqi poet”
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"I veil myself with silence."
~•Nazik al-Mala'ika•~
#Nazik al-Mala'ika #poetry #photo Jumy-M
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Morning ...
The sun –
just touched the morning –
the morning –
happy thing –
supposed that he had come to dwell –
and life would all be spring!
~•Emily Dickinson•~
#Emily Dickinson #poetry #April
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Your head is a living forest
full of song birds
~•e.e. Cummings•~
#e.e. cummings #photo Shoo Mars Rae
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Until the end
a heart, open, and a frozen star.
Breathing together...
#sculpture Tilman Riemenschneider #source Rosentau
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I had love once in the palm of my hand.
See the lines there.
~•John Wieners•~
#John Wieners (1934-2002), from “A Poem For Painters”, in “Selected poems, 1958-1984″ #La perle: Directed by Henri d' Ursel
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