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POEM| Dulce et Decorum Est - Wilfred Owen
“..his hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin; if you could hear, at every jolt, the blood come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,— my friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent for some desperate glory, the old Lie: dulce et decorum est pro patria mori.“
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where do u recommend starting if one wanna get into anne carson n read her stuff?
i didn’t get into carson-proper until after i’d read a lot of excerpts from her poetry and essays on tumblr, and then i started with autobiography of red. if i wanted any one person to read any one carson work, it would be autobiography of red. it’s incredible. i’d also say check out “the glass essay” which is available online. beyond that, i’m not the most amazing person to ask, i haven’t read a lot of her collected works, but @agooduniverse would likely having some good nd really poignant answers about carson.
Failing and flying by Jack Gilbert
“everyone forgets that Icarus also flew”
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“but anything / worth doing is worth doing badly“
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The Raven - Poe
“deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; “
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Sonnet LXXXI Shakespeare
“ from hence your memory death cannot take,although in me each part will be forgotten “
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Tonight I can write the saddest lines, by Pablo Neruda <3
“ i loved her, and sometimes she loved me too”
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gamblers all by bukowski
“you find the turn-off, drive through the most dangerouspart of town, feel momentarily wonderful as Mozart workshis way into your brain and slides down along your bones andout through your shoes.“
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I am by John Clare
“I am the self-consumer of my woes—“
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