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[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in] by E. E.… | Poetry Magazine
I am theirs. You can see them on me. But I am also all mine, mostly.
Elizabeth Acevedo • Clap When You Land
People are poetry. Or rather, poetry is people. And sometimes I'm sad or mad or tired or annoyed, but I love you I love you I love you I love you.
If love is in the air
Ainsi Amour inconstamment me mène; Et, quand je pense avoir plus de douleur, Sans y penser je me trouve hors de peine. Puis, quand je crois ma joie être certaine, Et être au haut de mon désiré heur, Il me remet en mon premier malheur.
Emmanuel Carrère • Yoga (Italian Edition)
Poetry gives the griever not release from grief but companionship in grief.
Donald Hall • The Third Thing by Donald Hall | Poetry Magazine
nothing felt more like love to me than imagining this. A man whose face I hadn’t grown into yet, wielding an immovable mirror which is, always, a sort of promise which, through your staring, might whisper to you Yes, this is what you have now. Yes, the future has its arms open, waiting for you to run.