Winter solitude-
in a world of one colour
the sound of the wind.
This autumn-
why am I growing old?
bird disappearing among clouds.
For darkness restores what light cannot repair.
Joseph BrodskyTags: poetry
Calligraphy of geese
against the sky-
the moon seals it.
Summer night--
even the stars
are whispering to each other.
Tags: poetry
Here
I'm here-
the snow falling.
What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath cherry blossoms.
Tags: life poetry haiku blossoms cherry-blossoms japan spring
Poetry = Anger x Imagination
Sherman AlexieTags: imagination poetry anger equations
Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the making of a poet as flour goes into the making of bread.
Pablo NerudaTags: poetry
It was at that age
that poetry came in search of me.
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