Poetry
Yufa and
Poetry
I didn’t even knew I had held my breath
Until my body exhaled when I met you
Until my body exhaled when I met you
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For as long as I can remember, I’ve been yours / completely. | Ninth Elegy, Rilke: https://poetrysociety.org/poems/ninth-elegy
Jack Kerouac, Mexico City Blues
Hungarian poetry wakes up parts of my soul i didn’t know existed.
Title: ‘You know’
Tell a wise person or else keep silent
for those who do not understand
will mock it right away.
for those who do not understand
will mock it right away.
Poetic Outlaws • The Holy Longing
Sylvia Plath on Living with the Darkness and Making Art from the Barely Bearable Lightness of Being
Maria Popovathemarginalian.org
The biggest argument I’ve seen is that AI art steals from artists. You know who else steals from artists? People.
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