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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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Pablo Neruda

Sonnet LXV Matilde, where are you? Down here I noticed, under my necktie and just above my heart, a certain pang of grief between the ribs, you were gone that quickly. I needed the light of your energy, I looked around, devouring hope. I watched the void without you that is like a house, nothing… Continue reading Pablo Neruda

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Rainer Maria Rilke

Be ahead of all parting, as though it already were behind you, like the winter that has just gone by. For among these winters there is one so endlessly winter that only by wintering through it all will your heart survive. — Rainer Maria Rilke, from “XIII,” The Sonnets to Orpheus. (W. W. Norton &… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke

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Edna St. Vincent Millay

I shall be gone to what I understand, And happier than I ever was before. The love that stood a moment in your eyes, The words that lay a moment on your tongue, Are one with all that in a moment dies, A little under-said and over-sung. But I shall find the sullen rocks and… Continue reading Edna St. Vincent Millay

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David Levithan

sonnet, n. (NOTE ON THE LEAP:  How rough and worn the weight  of flight — the soul, when gathered, forms its own twinned claw and wing, each severed arc, the nape — all grown inside  the body, left. Alone  with loss, life rises: emblazoned air, trembling star of made  faith. The fall that forms in… Continue reading David Levithan

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