Emblems of Love (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
She ONLY to be twin elements of joy In this extravagance of Being, Love, Were our divided natures shaped in ...
She ONLY to be twin elements of joy In this extravagance of Being, Love, Were our divided natures shaped in ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
The reason to be autonomous is to stand there, a cleared instrument, ready to act, to search the moral realm ...
Walking is like imagination, a single step dissolves the circle into motion; the eye here and there rests on a ...
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
Kind of empty in the way it sees everything, the earth gets to its feet andsalutes the sky. More of ...
And the town is frozen solid in a vice, Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass. Over crystal, on slippery tracks ...
So many stones have been thrown at me, That I'm not frightened of them anymore, And the pit has become ...
I know a man who photographed the view he saw from the window of the room where he made love ...
On Rabbi Kook's Street I walk without this good man-- A streiml he wore for prayer A silk top hat ...
Near the wall of a house painted to look like stone, I saw visions of God. A sleepless night that ...
Out of three or four in the room One is always standing at the window. Forced to see the injustice ...
I ask not that my bed of death From bands of greedy heirs be free; For these besiege the latest ...
The moment when, after many years of hard work and a long voyage you stand in the centre of your ...
Give me your hand Make room for me to lead and follow you beyond this rage of poetry. Let others ...
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when ...
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does ...
One song can spark a moment, One flower can wake the dream One tree can start a forest, One bird ...
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