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 If you knew how much I loved you, you would be amazed. And when I see your beautiful face, I'm lost in a longing gaze. You see my dear you a... [read more] |
 Can a spiritual parasite like, say, a tapeworm really make sense of that which is outside it, while it burrows into the self, the ego like a... [read more] |
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I'm looking for a girlfriend, someone who's true, She must like to be spoiled, and treated good too. Someone who isnt..., afraid to be loved... [read more] |
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In a copse of trees and high verdure, a most convenient screen, two young cowherds--- adolescent and tumescent--- their long tresses tossled... [read more] |
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Like a still life, his thought, two dimensional, lacks vitality imitative of vivid humanity, which he lacks. Kyakuchuu [read more] |
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I guess some find immense satisfaction in writing out of political reaction, without hesitation, without inspiration, without a thoughtful e... [read more] |
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The slogging attenuation of his existence's frustration in every combination in a few words' duration, without vivication--- the mumificatio... [read more] |
 There’s an age old adage in American football that goes: “Offense wins games. Defense wins championships.” Everyone loves the quarterb... [read more] |
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[after several poems by Constantine Cavafy] On the extensive property the Poet had inherited from his forebears, an architect and a g... [read more] |
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No more saints and martyrs to inspire lead us to glory in this new world order this new world order gone mad in destruction o... [read more] |
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Sad his mirror is bare of echoic images . . . . Hence he cannot or will not perceive within The delinquencies he espies easily in oth... [read more] |
 আছেন আপনারা? শুনছেন কেউ? আপনাদের আজকে শামুকের সাতকাহন শুনাবো নিজের মধ্যে নিজেকে গুটিয়ে ভেবেছিল ভাল থাকার ষোলকলা বুঝি উপচে পড়লো- নিজের মত থা... [read more] |
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I’ve seen children…young boys…walking arm in arm their faces in identical grins I’ve seen them laughing….playing, hugging without questionin... [read more] |
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But what happened after the events in the poem? I imagine that Mr. Apollinax has become an aged, senescent, incompetent, incontinent, incohe... [read more] |
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Asleep: most of your life you were asleep Ignorant like an animal But then you started realizing things The consp... [read more] |