May
8
2009
love is a place (58)
love is a place
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places
yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skilfully curled)
all worlds
e e cummings
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Mar
29
2009
e e cummings
it is at moments after i have dreamed
of the rare entertainment of your eye
when (being fool to fancy) i have deemed
with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise;
at moments when the glassy darkness holds
the genuine apparition of your smile
(it was through tears always)and silence moulds
such strangeness as was mine [...]
Mar
23
2009
e e cummings
Sometimes I Am Alive Because With
sometimes i am alive because with
me her alert treelike body sleeps
which i will feel slowly sharpening
becoming distinct with love slowly,
who in my shoulder sinks sweetly teeth
until we shall attain the Springsmelling
intense large togethercoloured instant
the moment pleasantly frightful
when, her mouth suddenly rising, wholly
begins [...]
Feb
24
2009
Peacock Moon
incense streams
out the window
down the street
Extract from a beautiful poem, Peacock Moon by a friend of mine sonoran_scrawl
Feb
22
2009
Cyrus Cassells
Dusks of paperwhites,
dusks of jasmine,
intimate beyond belief
Extract from Cyrus Cassells (Poetry Foundation) (click to read) poem Beautiful Signor, published by Copper Canyon Press in 1997
many thanks to ario for the link and to ya for the photography
Feb
7
2009
Partaw Naderi
On a Colourful Morning
by Partaw Naderi
I kissed her –
her whole body shivered Like a branch of almond blossom in the wind
Like the moon, like a star trembling on the water I kissed her –
her whole body shivered Her cheeks showed one colour her gaze revealed another
And the sun [...]
Feb
6
2009
Hafiz
My Brilliant Image
One day the sun admitted
I am just a shadow
I wish I could show you
The infinite incandescence
That has cast my brilliant image
I wish I could show you
When you are lonely or in darkness
The astonishing light
Of your own being
Hafiz
C. Daniel Ladinsky 1999
Feb
6
2009
Robert Frost
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Robert Frost








