Carpe diem Poems
The Still Time
by Galway Kinnell
I know there is still time -
time for the hands
to open, for the bones of them
to be filled
by those failed harvests of want,
the bread imagined of the days of not having.
Now that the fear
has been rummaged down to its husk,
and the wind blowing
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Apple-Pie And Cheese
by Eugene Field
Full many a sinful notion
Conceived of foreign powers
Has come across the ocean
To harm this land of ours;
And heresies called fashions
Have modesty effaced,
And baleful, morbid passions
Corrupt our native taste.
O tempora! O mores!
What profanations these
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O Mistress Mine, Where Are You Roaming? (Twelfth Night, Act Ii, Scene Iii)
by William Shakespeare
O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! your true-love's coming
That can sing both high and low;
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,
Journey's end in lovers' meeting-
Every wise man's son doth know.
What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
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One Heart
by Li-Young Lee
Look at the birds. Even flying
is born
out of nothing. The first sky
is inside you, open
at either end of day.
The work of wings
was always freedom, fastening
one heart to every falling thing.
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Don Juan: Canto The Eleventh
by George Gordon Byron
I
When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter,"
And proved it--'twas no matter what he sald:
They say his system 'tis in vain to batter,
Too subtle for the airiest human head;
And yet who can believe it! I would shatter
Gladly all matters down to stone or lead,
Or adamant, to find the World a spirit,
And wear my head, denying that I wear it.II
What a sublime discovery 'twas to make the
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"Carpe Diem"
by Mario Odekerken
Nutze den Tag,
nicht mit geballten Fäusten,
sondern mit offenen Augen.
Sieh,wie das Licht
über die Wand wandert,
niemals auf dieselbe Weise zurückkehrt.
Die Zeit verlangt nichts,
und lässt doch alles zurück.
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Carpe Diem.
by Mario Odekerken
Seize the day,
not with clenched fists,
but with open eyes.
Watch the light
as it moves across the wall,
never to return the same way.
Time asks for nothing,
yet leaves everything behind.
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Carpe Diem
by Mario Odekerken
Grijp de dag,
niet met beide handen,
maar met open ogen.
Zie hoe het licht
langs de muur glijdt
zonder ooit terug te keren.
De tijd vraagt niets,
maar laat alles achter.
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Song Of Myself, III
by Walt Whitman
I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the
beginning and the end
But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.
There was never any more inception than there is now,
Nor any more youth or age than there is now,
And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.
Urge and urge and urge,
Always the procreant urge of the world.
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The One You Wanted To Be Is The One You Are
by Jean Valentine
She saying, You don't have to do anything
you don't even have to be, you Only who are,
you nobody from nowhere,
without one sin or one good quality,
without one book, without one word,
without even a comb, you!
The one you wanted to be
in the one you are. Come play…
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