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Topic: Old Favorite Poetry (contemporary)
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valcap
Knowflake Posts: 35
From:
Registered: Jan 2005
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posted January 28, 2008 01:23 AM
 
Song
The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction
the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.
Who can deny?
In dreams
it touches
the body,
in thought
constructs
a miracle,
in imagination
anguishes
till born
in human--
looks out of the heart
burning with purity--
for the burden of life
is love,
but we carry the weight
wearily,
and so must rest
in the arms of love
at last,
must rest in the arms
of love.
No rest
without love,
no sleep
without dreams
of love--
be mad or chill
obsessed with angels
or machines,
the final wish
is love
--cannot be bitter,
cannot deny,
cannot withhold
if denied:
the weight is too heavy
--must give
for no return
as thought
is given
in solitude
in all the excellence
of its excess.
The warm bodies
shine together
in the darkness,
the hand moves
to the center
of the flesh,
the skin trembles
in happiness
and the soul comes
joyful to the eye--
yes, yes,
that's what
I wanted,
I always wanted,
I always wanted,
to return
to the body
where I was born. Allen Ginsberg IP: Logged |
Heart--Shaped Cross
Knowflake Posts: 6118
From: 11/6/78 11:38am Boston, MA
Registered: Aug 2004
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posted January 28, 2008 08:55 AM
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dafremen
Knowflake Posts: 1417
From:
Registered: Nov 2002
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posted January 28, 2008 12:48 PM
Having ne'er eaten of fuller Sun
nor tasted bigger world
than that spread before us
on our day of birth
is it any wonder that
at children's ways
we can't help but smile?- "Sloe" Manny street poet. IP: Logged |
Heart--Shaped Cross
Knowflake Posts: 6118
From: 11/6/78 11:38am Boston, MA
Registered: Aug 2004
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posted January 28, 2008 01:09 PM
Good one!  My turn: "As long as your desire is pleasure,
and you cherish your desire,
carry on playing like a child;
You are not man enough for this."
~ Hakim Sanai "No matter how you poke and shake the bud,
it will not produce the fragrance of the rose."
~ Valerian "My Mama said,
You can't hurry love.
No, you just have to wait.
She said, Love dont come easy,
Its a game of give and take."
~ Diana Ross
Blessings,
HSC
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