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Prevision

by Aline Kilmer

I know you are too dear to stay;
   You are so exquisitely sweet:
My lonely house will thrill some day
   To echoes of your eager feet.

I hold your words within my heart,
   So few, so infinitely dear;
Watching your fluttering hands I start
   At the corroding touch of fear.

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Palme

by Paul Valéry

Veiling, barely, his dread
Beauty and its blaze,
An angel sets warm bread
and cool milk at my place.
His eyelids make the sign
Of prayer; I lower mine,
Words interleaving vision:
--Calm, calm, be ever calm!
Feel the whole weight a palm
Bears upright in profusion.

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The Country Of Marriage

by Wendell Berry

I.

I dream of you walking at night along the streams
of the country of my birth, warm blooms and the nightsongs
of birds opening around you as you walk.
You are holding in your body the dark seed of my sleep.

II.

This comes after silence. Was it something I said

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To A Sad Daughter

by Michael Ondaatje

All night long the hockey pictures
gaze down at you
sleeping in your tracksuit.
Belligerent goalies are your ideal.
Threats of being traded
cuts and wounds
--all this pleases you.
O my god! you say at breakfast
reading the sports page over the Alpen
as another player breaks his ankle

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The Man From Snowy River

by Banjo Paterson

There was movement at the station, for the word had passed around
That the colt from old Regret had got away,
And had joined the wild bush horses - he was worth a thousand pound,
So all the cracks had gathered to the fray.
All the tried and noted riders from the stations near and far
Had mustered at the homestead overnight,
For the bushmen love hard riding where the wild bush horses are,
And the stock-horse snuffs the battle with delight.

There was Harrison, who made his pile when Pardon won the cup,

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Recent Lost Poems

I Am Not You

by Ayatullah Nurjati

I am the ambiguous
You are the mute
I am the rigid
Because I’m not the serene like you

I’m turbulent with the twilight veil
You, all of you are souls sighing - again cheerful in the shoes of certainty
I am the me who was lost by your greed ……, because you are whore
then I ask….? Who am I?
I am a striped human

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Bleeding heart

by Mario Odekerken

It opens slowly,
like a wound learning
the shape of light.

No scream,
just the quiet ache
of something once whole
now remembering its fracture.

It beats not to live,

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6666

by aaa bcc

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Lost : Sonnet

by Ghairo Daniels

Lost in echoes of darkened time
dampened, dithering, dazed
wet withered witches mime a dime
fearful, I’m mazed or crazed

Calling Divinity, voicebox shut
eyelids glued, nostrils stuffed
lips zipped with copper thread
eardrums worrisome waned

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Vanished

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Ella Cuthbert lived with her husband John, in an age of twinkling stars;
They had a little dog named Alfie, who loved riding in pretty, swift cars.

Alfie was loved by those who knew him, as red flowers charm adorers;
And he was the darling of their street, like rainbows, crossing borders.

The Cuthberts had many interests, and on lazy days they were content,
To rove summer streets with Alfie, wondering where blue violets went!

Friends do not go out of style, as the glittery, memory stars, flash lime.

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