By Sri Chinmoy
Ultimately everything
Becomes boring.
Even great miracles
Become boring.
Even the tremendous powers of…
Becomes boring.
Even great miracles
Become boring.
Even the tremendous powers of…
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- By Thomas BrackenGod of Nations at Thy feet,
In the bonds of love we meet,
Hear our voices, we entreat,
God defend our free… - By Walela NehandaCrip (noun): slang for a disabled person/the whole of
the disabled community/
a school of thought
Example… - By Adam O. Davis1. If a house is haunted like a radio
is haunted If a body is a radio
of blood If a body of ghosts
hums… - By James CagneyI come from the kidnapped,
the assaulted—
my country’tis of reparations as in-store credit
backordered… - By Federico García LorcaVerde que te quiero verde.
Verde viento. Verdes ramas.
El barco sobre la mar
y el caballo en la monta… - By Inger Christensenso here I stand by the
out there is the
and it looks like the
is always alone with the
but around behind… - By Federico García LorcaGreen I want you green
green wind green branches
Boat on the sea and
horse on the mountain
Shadow on… - By Federico García Lorca1.
La cogida y la muerte
A las cinco de la tarde.
Eran las cinco en punto de la tarde.
Un niño trajo… - By Federico García Lorca1
The Goring and the Death
At five in the afternoon
At the stroke of five
The boy brought the white… - By Cedric Tillmanyou know I ain’t mess w/you ’cause of yo’ friends
wouldn’t have you caught slummin’
know you hood 'cause… - By Nikki GiovanniI watched Mommy
Cook
Though I cooked
With Grandmother
With Grandmother I learned
To pluck chickens
… - By Javier Zamora[byline]northern triangle—First, I lived near mud, there, I carved some things. Then, I found a well…
- By Thomas McCarthyMagic rain magic mist magic dew magic hail
Magic darkness magic sea magic waves magic
River magic fountain… - By Diane Gilliam FisherShe cannot imagine it otherwise.
She wakes in the morning and twists her ring,
loves how every night… - By Geoffrey ChaucerFle fro the pres, and dwelle with sothefastnesse,
Suffise thin owen thing, thei it be smal;
For hord… - By Maya AngelouYou may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But… - By Louis MacNeiceTime was away and somewhere else,
There were two glasses and two chairs
And two people with the one … - By Vi Khi Naofish carcass
say hello to pork rind
+ arborio rice
while castaway caraway puree returns
home to deconstruct… - By Vi Khi NaoTarrargon, are you a wild boar?
My friend, lemon zest, has not been that
Thyme, Cognac, falooda glass…