#complete poems

[bluewillowmoon]

“Only in a secret place

May human love perfect itself.”

— Kenneth Rexroth, from section III of “The Dragon and the Unicorn,” The Complete Poems of Kenneth Rexroth, eds. Sam Hamill & Bradford Morrow (Copper Canyon Press, 2004)

[derangedrhythms]

Charles Baudelaire, Complete Poems: Spleen et Idéal; from 'The Alchemist of Sorrows', tr. Walter Martin

[gennsoup]

Like the fifth act of a drama, The autumn wind is blowing, Each flower bed in the park Resembles a fresh grave.

Anna Akhmatova, Like the fifth act of a drama

[soracities]

e.e. cummings, from "o purple finch” (in 73 Poems), Complete Poems: 1904-1962

[marejadilla]

“Fires Burn in my heart. No smoke rises. No one knows.” ― Kenneth Rexroth, Complete Poems

[shelbycarpenter]

[watchoutforintellect]

And too much snowing and too much silence. The snow has quietness in it; no songs, no smells, no shouts nor traffic. When I speak my own voice shocks me.

Anne Sexton, from ‘Letter Written During a January Northeaster’ featured in The Complete Poems

[beljar]

Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought.

Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Complete Poems, January 1, 1993