English Poems

There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive. - The call of the wild, Jack London

SAY IT, I'M ALWAYS IN LOVE they all do, when I scramble into dinner unforgivably late with too many bags, rambling about some new lover & the way they listen better than the last. say it, you don't believe me this time because last time i lost six months mourning our demise, chain-smoking on a rooftop next to the airport, where every four minutes a plane would tear its belly across the sky, until a new love came alo…

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me. Admirer as I think I am Of stars that do not give a damn, I cannot, now I see them, say I missed one terribly al…

IMPERATIVE The thing to remember is how tentative all of this really is. You could wake up dead Or the woman you love could decide you're ugly. Maybe she'll finally give up trying to ignore the way you floss your teeth when you watch television. All I'm saying is that there are no sure things here. I mean, you'll probably wake up alive, and she'll probably keep putting off any actual decision about your looks. Cou…

In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing. When I walk I part the air and always the air moves in to fill the spaces where my body's been. We all have reasons for moving. I move to keep things whole. #Poem #melancholy —Keeping Things Whole, Mark Strand

And if a god will wreck me yet again on the wine-dark sea, I can bear that too, with a spirit tempered to endure. Much have I suffered, labored long and hard by now in the waves and wars. Add this to the total — bring the trial on!” #life — Homer, the odyssey, spoken by Odysseus

For the consequence is that, as things now are, we Males have to lead a kind of bi-lingual, and I may almost say bi-mental existence. With the Women, we speak of "love," "duty," aright," "wrong," "pity," "hope," and other irrational and emotional conceptions, which have no existence, and the fiction of which has no object except to control feminine exuberances ; but among ourselves, and in our we have an entirely dif…

"To be self-contented is to be vile and ignorant, and that to aspire is better than to be blindly and impotently happy." —Edwin Abbott, Flatland

I. Then is omnividence the attribute of others beside Gods ? Sphere. I do not know. But, if a pick-pocket or a cut-throat of our country can see everything that is in your country, surely that is no reason why the pick-pocket or cut-throat should be accepted by you as a God. This omnividence, as you call it—it is not a common word in Spaceland—does it make you more just, more merciful, less selfish, more loving? Not…

Such a pair of stars As are thine eyes, would, like Promethean fire, If gently glanced, give life to senseless stones. #play #romance ― John Ford, ' Tis Pity She's a Whore

Oh, that it were not in religion sin To make our love a god, and worship it! #play #love #sin ― John Ford, ' Tis Pity She's a Whore

The flakes are delicately landing on the surface of things, cover the infinite, permeate the world of their absolute whiteness to the bottom of our ivory hearts. There is no more paradise or hell. Tomorrow, dogs will be silent. Volcanoes will sleep. The people will vote white. Our ghosts in wedding dress will wander in the street frost. We will be immortal. #war #melancholy #death —Extract from Petit pays (Gaël Faye…