'Are we here just for saying: House,
Bridge, Fountain, Gate, Jug, Fruit-tree, Window, -
possibly: Pillar, Tower? '
Rainer Maria Rilke, Duino Elegies, Ninth.
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I know this mottled cow,
It has a hide of bright black-white patches.
It likes to amble down the middle of our road
In aloof dignity, unmindful of our traffic rules.
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In country A the democrats
Are getting out of hand.
In country B they are butchering plutocrats.
In country C they are staging a coup d'etat;
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Poetry is for me
What sets me free
From bonds of sense
And logical pretense.
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The Economic Model is a beauty:
Its dynamic functions work like a digital watch.
The Input exactly equals Output,
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At dawn, awakening senses
Muddle up moods and tenses;
I am unsure why and how
What was Then is Now.
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In the dark before dawn
I feel for the dining table
And step into the balcony.
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He hopes to be known someday,
If he can publish without having to pay.
Must he be content to keep a diary,
Private because he is the solitary
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At daybreak I step into the fourth-floor balcony and see
The scud of clouds and the chromatic repertoire
Of sun-tinged skyline. It alters by the second,
The strata of dark to light, pallid pink to carmine.
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Some poets know they are poetasters,
For all their sublime afflatus,
Some poetasters think they are poets,
Although they remain unknown.
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