Temporary Poem Of My Time (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
Hebrew writing and Arabic writing go from east to west, Latin writing, from west to east. Languages are like cats: ...
Hebrew writing and Arabic writing go from east to west, Latin writing, from west to east. Languages are like cats: ...
You mustn't show weakness and you've got to have a tan. But sometimes I feel like the thin veils of ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
He was the sort of man who wouldn't hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. ...
The moment when, after many years of hard work and a long voyage you stand in the centre of your ...
In the secular night you wander around alone in your house. It's two-thirty. Everyone has deserted you, or this is ...
Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is ...
I've got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the ...
drunk on the dark streets of some city, it's night, you're lost, where's your room? you enter a bar to ...
some dogs who sleep ay night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh and best in ...
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
she was hot, she was so hot I didn't want anybody else to have her, and if I didn't get ...
good weather is like good women- it doesn't always happen and when it does it doesn't always last. man is ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
I cut the middle fingernail of the middle finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt ...
it was on the 2nd floor on Coronado Street I used to get drunk and throw the radio through the ...
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does ...
If you think you are beaten, you are. If you think you dare not, you don’t If you like to ...
If you had a friend strong, simple, true, Who knew your faults and who understood; Who believed in the very ...
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