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Stephen Crane

I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said, “Is it good, friend?” “It is bitter—bitter,” he answered; “But I like it Because it is bitter, And because it is my heart. — Stephen Crane, “In the Desert,” Twentieth-Century American Poetry… Continue reading Stephen Crane

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John Keats

The weariness, the fever, and the fret    Here, where men sit and hear each other groan; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs,    Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies;      Where but to think is to be full of sorrow            And leaden-eyed despairs. — John Keats, from “Ode… Continue reading John Keats

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Kate Daniels

The moon Is a popular literary image—solipsistic Misery, misplaced love. Whatever. Tonight, it’s nothing but a source Of milky light, swinging high up in the sky Shining weakly on the bleakness inside And the bleakness outside that has No other meaning but the cold Un-crackable rock of itself. — Kate Daniels, from “Metaphor-less,” The Best… Continue reading Kate Daniels

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Octavio Paz

Stretched out side by side, we exhanged confidences, whispers, smiles. Curled up, she fell on my chest and unfolded there like a vegetation of murmurs. She sang in my ear, a little sea shell. She became humble and transparent, clutching my feet like a small animal, calm water. She was so clear I could read… Continue reading Octavio Paz

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Dave Smith

I throw out love like an anchor and wait where the long house lights of strangers tickle the river’s back … Isn’t it right to drag the rivers for the bodies not even the nets could catch? I won’t lie, I want you to lie with me on the tumbling surface of love. — Dave… Continue reading Dave Smith

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Li Yu (c. 937 – 15 August 978)

One range of mountains, Two ranges of mountains, The mountains are far, the sky high, the mists and waters cold. My lingering thoughts have reddened the maple leaves. The chrysanthemums bloom, The chrysanthemums wither. The wild geese from the border fly high, but my love has not come home. The wind and the moon play… Continue reading Li Yu (c. 937 – 15 August 978)

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