since feeling is firstwho pays any attentionto the syntax of thingswill never wholly kiss you;wholly to be a foolwhile Spring is in the worldmy blood approves,and kisses are a far better fatethan wisdomlady i swear...

something genuine like a mark in a toilet, graced with guts and gutted with grace

who knows if the moon’sa balloon,coming out of a keen cityin the sky–filled with pretty people?( and if you and I shouldget into it,if theyshould take me and take you into their balloon,why thenwe’d go...

Who can tell truth from falsehood any more?I say it, and you feel it in your hearts:no man or woman on this big small earth.How should our sages miss the mark of life,and our most...

to hell with literaturewe want something redblooded

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose texture compels me with the colour of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not...

I like your body. I like what it does. I like it’s hows.

Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star…

for whenever men are right they are not young

Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?

down with hell and heaven and all the religious fussinfinity pleased our parents one inch looks good to us

Only Something In Me Understands The Voice Of Your Eyes Is Deeper Than All Roses. Nobody, Not Even The Rain Has Such Small Hands.

since the thing perhaps isto eat flowers and not to be afraid

it’s springand the goat-footedballoonMan whistlesfarandwee

anyone lived in a pretty how town(with up so floating many bells down)spring summer autumn winterhe sang his didn’t he danced his didWomen and men(both little and small)cared for anyone not at allthey sowed their...

…remember one thing only: that it’s you-nobody else-who determines your destiny and decides your fate. Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.

Awake,chaos:we have napped.

for whatever we lose (like a you or a me)it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.

i thank You God for most this amazingday: for the leaping greenly spirits of treesand a blue true dream of sky; and for everythingwhich is natural which is infinite which is yes(i who have died...

when man determined to destroy himself he picked the was of shall and finding only why smashed it into because

You are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing.

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)

O gouvernment francais, I think it was not very clever of You to put this terrible doll in La Ferte; for when Governments are found dead there is always a little doll on top of...

I am an i poet.

here is little Effie’s headwhose brains are made of gingerbreadwhen the judgment day comesGod will find six crumbsstooping by the coffinlidwaiting for something to riseas the other somethings did–you imagine His surprisebellowing through the general...

sweet spring is yourtime is my time is ourtime for springtime is lovetimeand viva sweet love(all the merry little birds areflying in the floating in thevery spirits singing inare winging in the blossoming)lovers go and...

… (lady i willtouch you with my mind.) Touchyou, that is all/lightly and you utterly will becomewith infinite care/ the poem which i do not write.

love is thicker than forgetmore thinner than recallmore seldom than a wave is wetmore frequent than to failit is most mad and moonlyand less it shall unbethan all the sea which onlyis deeper than the...

deeds cannot dream what dreams can do

trust your heart, if the seas catch fire, and live by love though the stars walk backward.

For whatever we lose (a you or a me)It’s always ourselves we find in the sea.

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhereI go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)I fear no fate...

Humanity i love you because youare perpetually putting the secret oflife in your pants and forgettingit’s there and sitting downon itand because you areforever making poems in the lapof death Humanityi hate you

As small as a world as large as alone.

twice I have lived forever in a smile

mr youse needn’t be so spryconcernin questions artyeach has his tastes but as for ii likes a certain partygimme the he-man’s solid blissfor youse ideas i’ll match yousea pretty girl who naked isis worth a...

Always it’s Spring)and everyone’s in love and flowers pick themselves.

For surely as each November has its April, mysteries only are significant; and one mystery-of-mysteries creates them all: nothing false and possible is love(who’s imagined,therefore limitless)love’s to giving as to keeping’s give;as yes is to...

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

Such was a poet and shall be and is-who’ll solve the depths of horror to defend a sunbeam’s architecture with his life: and carve immortal jungles of despair to hold a mountain’s heartbeat in his...

Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit

Unbeing dead isn’t being alive.

a pretty girl, who naked isis worth a million statues

To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and...

I fear no fate for you are my fate, my sweet.

i like my body when it is with yourbody. It is so quite new a thing.Muscles better and nerves more.i like your body. i like what it does,i like its hows. i like to feel...

i do not know what it is about you that closesand opens;only something in me understandsthe voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses

his lips drink water but his heart drinks wine

I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance

love being such, or such,the normal corners of your heartwill never guess how muchmy wonderful jealousy is dark