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Mark Strand

Orpheus Alone It was an adventure much could be made of: a walk On the shores of the darkest known river, Among the hooded, shoving crowds, by steaming rocks And rows of ruined huts half buried in the muck; Then to the great court with its marble yard Whose emptiness gave him the creeps, and… Continue reading Mark Strand

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Charles Bukowski

as the poems go into the thousands you realize that you’ve created very little. it comes down to the rain, the sunlight, the traffic, the nights and the days of the years, the faces. leaving this will be easier than living it, typing one more line now as a man plays a piano through the… Continue reading Charles Bukowski

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Franz Kafka

But sleep? On a night like this? What an idea! Just think of how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm. — Franz Kafka, Description of a Struggle and Other Stories. (Penguin Books, Great Britain 1982) Originally published 1934.

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