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New Poems
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Poems submitted in last 7 days:
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Monkey money, John W. McEwers
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Under Sky Understanding, Annie Brittle
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non-friendship, Bethany Buhl
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When Paths Don't Cross, Jackie Crow
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I'll Touch You Like He Won't, John W. McEwers
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Beast, Martin McCollugh
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Confusion Of The Worst Kind, Jackie Crow
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He tried to make me a man, John W. McEwers
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Tide Swell, Saiom Shriver
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I tried to learn to juggle, John W. McEwers
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Little Borer Of Ash And Elm, Saiom Shriver
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Roses all over, hasmukh amathalal
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Snowdrops, Saiom Shriver
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Trading Faces, John W. McEwers
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Loveless letters from abroad, Sylvia Lukeman
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Poem of the day:
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This solitary hill has always been dear to me
And this hedge, which prevents me from seeing most of
The endless horizon.
But when I sit and gaze, I imagine, in my thoughts
Endless spaces beyond the hedge,
An all encompassing silence and a deeply profound quiet,
To the point that my heart is almost overwhelmed.
And when I hear the wind rustling through the trees
I compare its voice to the infinite silence.
And eternity occurs to me, and all the ages past,
And the present time, and its sound.
Amidst this immensity my thought drowns:
And to flounder in this sea is sweet to me.
L'infinito
Sempre caro mi fu quest'ermo colle
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