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A selection of great poems from centuries of brillant authors and poets. Whether you are new to the world of poetry and wish to savor it, or a well-versed poetry connoisseur, either way you will probably enjoy the classics of world poetry. The poems are sorted by vote. To vote for a poem, click on the left of it.
Digging into NaNoWriMo ? Working on something much shorter? Either way, Kurt Vonnegut has a few tips for your characters, your sentences, and how you treat your readers.
Many of us think of university as the great opening-up of our lives – a time to explore new ideas and new ways of thinking. The following books are just a tiny smidge of the countless great works of literature available today. But these seven are required reading for university students because they all have, at their core, a deep discontent for the status quo, which many of us share at this time in our lives.
Love Because of you, in gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring. I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands; how did your lips feel on mine? Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks, the white statues that have neither voice nor sight.
“ABANDON ALL HOPE YE WHO ENTER HERE is scrawled in blood red lettering on the side of the Chemical Bank near the corner of Eleventh and First and is in print large enough to be seen from the backseat of the cab as it lurches forward in the traffic leaving Wall Street and just as Timothy Price notices the words a bus pulls up, the advertisement for Les Miserables on its side blocking his view, but Price who is with Pierce & Pierce and twenty-six doesn't seem to care because he tells the driver he will give him five dollars to turn up the radio, ‘Be My Baby’ on WYNN, and the driver, black, not American, does so.” American Psycho , Bret Easton Ellis Click here to see our selection of the 50 best children’s books <p style="text-align:right;color:#A8A8A8"></p>
The Art of Marxism: poetry I Love You by Nâzım Hikmet Ran I kneel down: I look at the earth,
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep is a poem written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Frye . Although the origin of the poem was disputed until later in her life, Mary Frye's authorship was confirmed in 1998 after research by Abigail Van Buren , a newspaper columnist. [ 1 ] [ edit ] Full text The "definitive version", as published by The Times and The Sunday Times in Frye's obituary, 5 November 2004: [ 2 ] Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; I do not sleep.