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cracked green gin glass glinting in the street light at 11am smashed on a Bristol pavement as i realised i would rather lose the night than lose you
William Carlos Williams, "The Red Wheelbarrow"
so much depends upon
a red wheel barrow
glazed with rain water
beside the white chickens.
(source, submitted by sunken-shorelines)
Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "Epigram"
Sir, I admit your general rule,
That every poet is a fool,
But you yourself may serve to show it,
That every fool is not a poet.
(source, submitted by fourscoreandsevenqueersago)
Frank O'Hara, "Poem"
Instant coffee with slightly sour cream
in it, and a phone call to the beyond
which doesn’t seem to be coming any nearer.
“Ah daddy, I wanna stay drunk many days”
on the poetry of a new friend
my life held precariously in the seeing
hands of others, their and my impossibilities.
Is this love, now that the first love
has finally died, where there were no impossibilities?
(submitted by the-anthologies)
Charles Bukowski, "The Strongest Of The Strange"
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not.
those odd ones, not many but from them come the few good paintings the few good symphonies the few good books and other works.
and from the best of the strange ones perhaps nothing.
they are their own paintings their own books their own music their own work.
sometimes I think I see them – say a certain old man sitting on a certain bench in a certain way
or a quick face going the other way in a passing automobile
or there’s a certain motion of the hands of a bag-boy or a bag- girl while packing supermarket groceries.
sometimes it is even somebody you have been living with for some time - you will notice a lightning quick glance never seen from them before.
sometimes you will only note their existance suddenly in vivid recall some months some years after they are gone.
I remember such a one - he was about 20 years old drunk at 10 a.m. staring into a cracked New Orleans mirror
facing dreaming against the walls of the world
where did I go?
(submitted by weltenweiterwandrer)
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Oh, if I had just lived right up to that moment… and not one second more. That would have been perfect.
Every deep thinker is more afraid of being understood than of being misunderstood.
Friedrich Nietzsche (via philosophybits)