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Patrick Phillips

It’s not the drug I miss but all those minutes we used to steal outside the library, under restaurant awnings, out on porches, by the quiet fields. And how kind it used to make us when we’d laugh and throw our heads back and watch the dragon’s breath float from our mouths, all ravenous and… Continue reading Patrick Phillips

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Canadian Culture · Canadian Literature · Classic · Collection · Contemporary · Elegy · Poetry

Steven Heighton

So her ceiling a map of stars. First time we made love late afternoon late winter, and after she slept how her room fogged up with dusk and paper stars she’d stuck up there in childhood came out in strange constellations and I missed the earth till her room was night her breath deepening the… Continue reading Steven Heighton

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Classic · Collection · Elegy · Excerpt · German Culture · German Literature · Inspirational · Motivational · Passage · Poetry · Sonnet · Spirituality

Rainer Maria Rilke

Breath, you invisible poem! Steady, sheer exchange between the cosmos and our being. Counterpoise in which I rhythmically become […] You, air, still full of places once mine, do you know me? You once my words’ sphere, leaf, and smooth rind. —Rainer Maria Rilke, first and last strophes to “Sonnet 1,” The Sonnets to Orpheus:… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke

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American Culture · American Literature · Classic · Collection · Contemporary · Elegy · Poetry

Brigit Pegeen Kelly

Elegy Wind buffs the waterstained stone cupids and shakes Old rain from the pines’ low branches, small change Spilling over the graves the years have smashed With a hammer— forget this, forget that, leave no Stone unturned. The grass grows high, sweet-smelling, Many-footed, ever-running. No one tends it. No One comes….And where am I now?….… Continue reading Brigit Pegeen Kelly

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