Twenty-Four Hokku On A Modern Theme I Again the larkspur, Heavenly blue in my garden. They, at least, unchanged. II How have I hurt you? You look at me with pale eyes, But these are my tears. III Morning and evening– Yet for us once… Continue reading Amy Lowell
It all ends in tears anyway. — Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums. (Penguin Books; Reissue edition May 27, 1976) Originally published 1958.
Better than any word is the pulse of your scent. — Pablo Neruda, “Ode to a Cluster of Violets,” Odes to Common Things. (Bulfinch; Bilingual edition May 1, 1994) Originally published 1961.
Love’s feet are always pleased to step on ashes. ― Nikos Kazantzakis, The Last Temptation of Christ. Published by Simon & Schuster (USA) & Bruno Cassirer (UK) 1960.
What are days for? Days are where we live. — Philip Larkin, from “Days,” The Whitsun Weddings. (Faber & Faber; Later Printing edition January 1971) Originally published 1964.
Reality is a cliché from which we escape by metaphor. ― Wallace Stevens, The Necessary Angel: Essays on Reality and the Imagination. (Vintage February 12, 1965) Originally published 1951.
Dear: I am dying without you, and I won’t be dying long. But don’t come. Best always, Frank — Frank O’Hara, from “Letter,” Poems Retrieved. (City Lights Publishers; Reprint edition May 7, 2013) Originally published 1977.