Benarkah angin tidak sedang mencoba menyentuh bibirnya yang begitu sempurna?
Leila S. ChudoriA child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me will full hands;
How could I answer the child?......I do not know what it is any more than he.
I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
There was the hope Dr. Holden had talked about-the grass was a metaphor for his hope. But that"s not all. He continues,
Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropped,
Like grass is a metaphor for God's greatness or something....
And then soon after is itself a child....
And then soon after that,
Or, I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic,
And it means, Sprouting alike in broadzones and narrow zones.
Growing among black folk as among white.
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Welcome to thee,
O sword of eternity!
Through Buddha
And through Daruma alike
Thou hast cleft thy way.
Even this shall pass away
Theodore TiltonTags: poem all-things-shall-pass-away
Chúng mình rồi có gì chung
Ngoài năm tháng ấy đã từng qua nhau?
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ví dù người có phụ ta
thì ta chỉ nguyện thành ra con bò
con bò rất ít so đo
yêu ai chỉ biết lò dò đi theo
dù cho đứa đó lật kèo
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Shine and shimmer my Harvest Moon,
illuminate the shadows in the sky.
Tags: poetry moon poem poetry-quotes af-stewart reflections-of-poetry
And you know what the worst thing was?
The worst thing was that nobody ever believed how hard we tried.
Tags: poetry poem worst sobriety nobody alchohol alcoholism drunks sober worst-thing believed we-tried
Phantoms of thought and memory thinned and fled.
Siegfried SassoonBetter off dead than giving in; not taking what you want.
Carol Ann DuffyTags: poetry poem dead want stealing giving-in better-off-dead carol-ann-duffy don-t-give-in give-in take-what-you-want
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