Poetry
Yufa and
Poetry
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
James Joyce to his wife:
My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole.
Poetry makes our thinking and being flexible, prepares us for surprises, invites us into risk, into a complex interplay of references and meanings.
Mike Kauschke • The Poetic Art of Living in a Time Between Worlds - Emerge
I was single for all of my 20s and half of my 30s, so Valentine’s Day will always make me think of my friends. (Just please don’t make me say ’Galentine’s Day.’) | Tag a bestie, duh.
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Jan Zwicky, SONGS FOR RELINQUISHING THE EARTH
Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean-- the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down -- who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes. Now she lifts her
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Hungarian poetry wakes up parts of my soul i didn’t know existed.
Title: ‘You know’