poets born under each sign
The best way out is always through.
taurus: william shakespeare
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
But wait for me,
keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
a rose.
attend the boxing matches, go to the racetrack,
live on luck and skill,
get alone, get alone often,
and if you can’t sleep alone
be careful of the words you speak in your sleep;
and
ask for no mercy
no miracles;
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
I wait and ache. I think I am healing.
sagittarius: emily dickinson
capricorn: edgar allen poe
Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope, that didst arise
But to be overcast!
A voice from out the Future cries,
“On! on!“—but o'er the Past
aquarius: langston hughes
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
This transcendental Brilliance
Is the better part
(of Nothingness
I sing)
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