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funkkitty: “My earliest poems were a way of talking to somebody. I suppose to myself. I spoke them and I memorized them. I constantly changed them.” — The great Philip Levine has died at 87. Here, he tells the Paris Review about his beginnings
black-poem: my b&w edit
destinyisdream: “Can’t I live in poems?” — Leonard Cohen, On The Sickness Of My Love (via niimph)
violentwavesofemotion: “I am on fire with that soft sound / You make, in uttering my name.” — James Elroy Flecker, from The Collected Poems; “We That Were Friends,”
violentwavesofemotion: “To find what is speakable in my heart will take all night.” — Bobby Rogers, from Tears from the Mountain Top: Poems; “Nocturne,”
sideeffectsinclude: [image description: a quote from The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. ‘A not admitting of the wound Until it grew so wide That all my Life had entered it-’]
thecenterwillnothold: [ID: excerpt from “Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices,” Sylvia PlathIt is a terrible thingTo be so open: it is as if my heartPut on a face and walked into the world.’]
violentwavesofemotion: “She sinks into the bed the way pinkish fruit does, into the deep mattress of soft grass.” — Alfonsina Storni, tr. by Donald Yates, from Poems “My Sister,”
violentwavesofemotion: “I think I am about / to end my thinking and pass out.” — Edna St. Vincent Millay, from The Collected Poems of E. S. V. M.; “Journal,”
adrasteiax: “you are not my cure, nobody has that power, (…)” — Margaret Atwood, from Is / Not in “Selected Poems I: 1965-1975″
soracities: “I’m sorry love isn’t a flower. I’m sorry my heart is a sinkhole. It swallowed a freezer once. You were right to go. But come back.” — Kim Addonizio, from ‘Please’, Wild Nights: New and Selected Poems
salemwitchtrials: ‘ID: excerpt from ‘Mayakovsky” a poem by Frank O’Hara “Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again,”]
geminiscene: “I’m sorry love isn’t a flower. I’m sorry my heart is a sinkhole. It swallowed a freezer once. You were right to go. But come back.” — Kim Addonizio, from ‘Please’, Wild Nights: New and Selected Poems
against-the-moon: “…for me this spring was the most painful and the loveliest of my life.” — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, from Stories and Prose Poems; “The Right Hand” (via luneison)
weltenwellen:Joy Harjo, from “Break My Heart”, An American Sunrise: Poems
last-picture-show: “When people look at my pictures I want them to feel the way they do when they want to read a line of a poem twice.” Robert Frank, Elevator, Miami Beach, 1955
embergale: 1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME? “Meryn.” 2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME? “Uhhh… Meryn Josiah Embergale.” 3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU WERE CALLED THAT? “Meryn was th’ name of some general my ma fancied from some old bard poems. Josiah was th’ name
caleforpresident: passinnotesinsecrecy: this is my favourite poem ever HAHAHA
pettycr0cker: I want to write poems on your skin with my mouth…
fish-dinner-connoisseur: ayejiahchillout: fish-dinner-connoisseur: ayejiahchillout: “my car in the shop” -a poem about hood niggas. no it’s not boy. you don’t even have no car. we been fucking a whole year I ain’t even seen no car keys
valhallawaits: rashystreakers: Huginn + Muninn “O'er Mithgarth Hugin and Munin bothEach day set forth to fly;For Hugin I fear lest he come not home,But for Munin my care is more.” Above excerpt from the Poetic Edda poem Grímnismál Fast and light
greatbigfeeling: I just tried to write a poem n almost died. Never trying to get in touch w my emotions again !!!
dcmultiverse:Come, friends. I shall thank you for my rescue by reciting the poem of gratitude. All six thousand verses.
fairie-baby: Typography from my recent poem. *please don’t remove caption but feel free to self promote*
jimmyspookyurine: jimmyspookyurine: roses can be red violets aren’t fucking blue this is an actual correct poem bottom line: i’d like to fuck you come on guys, i worked the best pun of my life in at the end
a poem to the boy in my apartment building who never wears a shirt or closes his blinds
meladoodle: this is my favourite poem
a-little-bit-pre-raphaelite: Give my heart Advent Day 24detail Illustration from 1907 edition of Tennyson Poems, Eleanor Fortescue Brickdale & Excerpt from A Christmas Carol/In the Bleak Mid-Winter, published 1872, Christina Rossetti
deluminator: my mom is rly gonna love this poem
troyeslittlenuggett: newkate: Random fact: In 1928 a visionary Russian poet Vladimir Mayakovsky visited Paris for the first time and wrote a poem about the slutty, slutty time he had there, ending with: “My dick, like a mythical tale, Has been passed
thehoax:this is my favourite poem
pettycr0cker: I want to write poems on your skin with my mouth… I am one of those crazy white people… :)
sallyofmirkwood: whenever im upset i read my slam poem and then it really makes me remember why he was such a terrible person
emopit: today my teacher said “we’re gonna do a new poem form today called a sonnet” and i said “sonnet the hedgehog” way louder than i intended to and everyone stared at me and that was a low point
fang107: berandomness: I want to poetry but the words do not flow from my head Then read your poems in Wattpad Sure xD
joneshowell: kcvnsky: low key wanna break a poets heart so they’ll write poems about me forever and i will be on their wiki page as a mysterious, possibly villified figure. listen buddy i don’t compare my heart to bruised grocery store produce on
latenightcornerstore: watercvlours:i took my time with this book. gave it a few days, let each poem sit with me, sink in for a while before i moved on. and let me tell you, i don’t think i’ve ever read anything as stunning as this book. there’s
robotlyra: rhube: bastardlybrendan: fuckingrecipes: facts-i-just-made-up: I spent like 15 hours on this. *impressed slow clap* This was ridiculously pleasing to read out loud. This is a legitimately fine poem. I say so with my BA in English and
theshitpostcalligrapher: softdarthvader: formallyfreya: newkate: Random fact: In 1928 a visionary Russian poet Vladimir Mayakovsky visited Paris for the first time and wrote a poem about the slutty, slutty time he had there, ending with: “My dick,
thehobbutts:thehobbutts:girl help i got too high and wrote this cat meme poem im trapped above the ozone layer[image description:a blurry photo of a cat with a concerned look on its face. text on the photo reads: “shower is inside raini hold out my
c3rvida3:c3rvida3:The X-Files title screen edits I have saved on my phone now make a little poem. How cute. I completely forget the context of all of these. Enjoy.
evernightbeat:very sad that the website stopped working because of my fuck up, but since the “random number generator” i scripted was actually supposed to be some sort of poem/conversation between you and the generator, i might as well post
heapings: intractably: My science teacher wrote this poem when he was in grade 9, which was 1985. When you read it from a relationship perspective, it means that she didn’t like him, she liked someone else. When you read it from Science’s perspective,
thesocietyisfuckup: lemonadeocean: lagio: cj-sewers: kwabbit: bagelthins: loversneedlawyers: A man with OCD recites a poem about his one true love. It’s heartbreaking. :( bawling my fucking eyes out this man is an artist he speaks for so many
meladoodle:this is my favourite poem
blvck-is-a-culture:yungprofesora: king-emare:yo-slimdickens: eurotrottest: this here hit my heart man Can we talk about the depth of this ? This is perfect Yooo Joey Bada$$ got me to look this up after I heard his song. It led me to write a poem
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