Classic poem of the day
I had a vision in the night:
That vast mysterious something,
That which hangs imminent in orchestras,
That thing which every human heart expects,
I dreamed had happened to me;
Sometimes I felt it hanging over me
Like the shadow
Of enormous catastrophe,
And then again it was the liberation
From everything,
The unpremeditated event
That hovers, infinite, over every man. . . .
No, it is not death,
Nor love,
N......
Member poem of the day
He is water,
she impassioned fire;
feverish on red sheets, she balances
an orange on her chest.
Her fans sleep on pavements;
she slips into a second skin
then takes the chair,
peels each face like a fruit,
slowly drinks the bitter juice
of every unprepared tear
of every inelegant soul; then
he, that willing worker,
provocateur & lover,
takes one more step towards her;
she, still...
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