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Poetry of Nazim Hikmet Ran - StumbleUpon

Poetry of Nazim Hikmet Ran - StumbleUpon

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Do not stand at my grave and weep - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia - StumbleUpon 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] Full text[edit] Do not stand at my grave and weep,

The Egg The Egg By: Andy Weir You were on your way home when you died. Shakespeare's poems at AbsoluteShakespeare.com William Shakespeare's poems are recognized by many as classics in the genre. From "A Lover's Complaint" to "Venus and Adonis", Shakespeare's poems have been rivaled but rarely surpassed and as such, they have remained popular with poets and readers alike. Text: Craig, W.J., ed. Godzilla Haiku Photo 21 Notes Godzilla Haiku turned 4 today!(Source: assets) Stone Telling: The Magazine of Boundary-crossing Poetry by Shira Lipkin the girl's voice the changeling voice I have studied so hard to pass as one of you. I've spent a lifetime on it. If you were the sky and I were the sea. by Duck If you were the skyThen I'd be the seaAnd when you shined brightIt would reflect in me.When you're at restThen I am steady.If you wanna get roughI'm always ready.Past closing at the barsIf you show me the starsI'll open right upAnd cast them out far.And on the darkest nightIf you won't shine a light.Then I'm silent alongside youUntil you feel right.We'll meet at the horizonWhere lovers will stareAnd wonder with passionWhy they can't meet there.And you'll share me a kissAs bright as two suns.When they meet in the middleI'll know the days done.And I can tell that's your way of saying to me.Goodnight my love.If you were the sky and I were the sea.

Throwing Away the Alarm Clock by Charles Bukowski Share my father always said, "early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise." If you were the sky and I were the sea. by Duck If you were the skyThen I'd be the seaAnd when you shined brightIt would reflect in me.When you're at restThen I am steady.If you wanna get roughI'm always ready.Past closing at the barsIf you show me the starsI'll open right upAnd cast them out far.And on the darkest nightIf you won't shine a light.Then I'm silent alongside youUntil you feel right.We'll meet at the horizonWhere lovers will stareAnd wonder with passionWhy they can't meet there.And you'll share me a kissAs bright as two suns.When they meet in the middleI'll know the days done.And I can tell that's your way of saying to me.Goodnight my love.If you were the sky and I were the sea.

“Evening” by Reiner Maria Rilke in Two Translations I. EVENINGSlowly now the evening changes his garments held for him by a rim of ancient trees; you gaze: and the landscape divides and leaves you, one sinking and one rising toward the sky.And you are left, to none belonging wholly, not so dark as a silent house, nor quite so surely pledged unto eternity as that which grows to star and climbs the night.To you is left (unspeakably confused) your life, gigantic, ripening, full of fears, so that it, now hemmed in, now grasping all, is changed in you by turns to stone and stars.translated by Edward SnowII. “Evening” is one of the most famous poems by Rilke. It is also a poem that I have always regarded as unbelievably, sublimely beautiful, expressing how we humans are torn between the simultaneous boundedness and unboundedness of existence. Our substance consists both of the immense stars and of the perfect and silent stones. Our life, “gigantic, ripening, full of fears” is dramatically poised between the two.

Walter Raleigh Arms of Raleigh family: Gules, five fusils conjoined in bend argent Raleigh was born to a Protestant family in Devon, the son of Walter Raleigh and Catherine Champernowne. Little is known of his early life, though he spent some time in Ireland, in Killua Castle, Clonmellon, County Westmeath, taking part in the suppression of rebellions and participating in the Siege of Smerwick. Later, he became a landlord of property confiscated from the native Irish. He rose rapidly in the favour of Queen Elizabeth I and was knighted in 1585. Instrumental in the English colonisation of North America, Raleigh was granted a royal patent to explore Virginia, which paved the way for future English settlements.

Thich Nhat Hanh, poem: “The Good News They Do Not Print” Via Shodo. Grateful! The good news THE BOOK OF TRUTH AND THE TEACHINGS OF OSIRIS ~ POEMS ART : ‘Osiris’ ~ an original Painting of mine (only part of which is shown) The Book Of Truth And The Teachings Of Osiris by H.C. Randall-Stevens (El Eros). The original editions of The Book Of Truth were first published in 1928 and 1929. The combined volume was published in 1976 and is still available. The Book Of Truth deals with antediluvian as well as with ancient Egyptian theology.

The Light that Shines in Darkness The New Age movement has given women more significance and more power of expression than art, science or politics of the last century. It is said to have been originated by Madame Blavatsky, who was a co-founder of the Theosophical Society. The chief idea behind the new age spirituality, as unveiled and put forward by Blavatsky, was a belief in panhuman fraternity without distinction of religion, color, caste or race. At the source of all cultures lies a primordial, unified tradition, which is obfuscated by sectarian conflicts and cultural differences. As divinity was believed to rest within every man’s and woman’s psyche, the theosophical emphasis lay on the individual religious experience rather than an adoption of outside, objective cultural forms of cult. As Gary Lachman wrote in a section dedicated to Blavatsky in his A Dark Muse: A History of the Occult:

“There is a girl inside” by Lucille Clifton “There is a girl inside” by Lucille Clifton There is a girl inside. She is randy as a wolf.

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