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I marvel how Nature could ever find space
For so many strange contrasts in one human face:
There's thought and no thought, and there's paleness and bloom
And bustle and sluggishness, pleasure and gloom.
I wandered through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
A mark in every face I meet,
It is in the small things we see it.
The child's first step,
as awesome as an earthquake.
The first time you rode a bike,
I weep for Adonais -he is dead!
O, weep for Adonais! though our tears
Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head!
And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years
When thou didst entice to thee my heart,
I thought the service brave:
So many joys I writ down for my part,
Besides what I might have
If you are lucky in this life,
you will get to help your enemy
the way I got to help my mother
when she was weakened past the point of saying no.
Kind solace in a dying hour!
Such, father, is not (now) my theme-
I will not madly deem that power
Of Earth may shrive me of the sin
Thousands of desires, each worth dying for...
many of them I have realized...yet I yearn for more...
Perceived love at first sight,
Provide vigour and might,
Against every odds, path right,
Never out of goal keeping in sight,
The First Epistle
Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things
To low ambition, and the pride of Kings.
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk.
A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith!
We ought to have our Abbey back, you see.
It's different, preaching in basilicas,
I am happy to return to Stone Age
Old intolerance ghost is out of cage
Hatred and violence continue to creates rage
Nothing can be written on simple page
When that rich soul which to her heaven is gone,
Whom all do celebrate, who know they have one
(For who is sure he hath a soul, unless
It see, and judge, and follow worthiness,
One more Unfortunate,
Weary of breath,
Gone to her death!
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece,
Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease.
But one such death remain'd to come;
The last poetic voice is dumb--
Once in the winter
Out on a lake
In the heart of the north-land,
This plot of ground
facing the waters of this inlet
is dedicated to the living presence of
Emily Dickinson Wellcome
"Vocat aestus in umbram"
Nemesianus Es. IV.
E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall,
"Most Women have no Characters at all."
Matter too soft a lasting mark to bear,
And best distinguish'd by black, brown, or fair.
There is no weakness in the Holy Spirit
The Spirit prompts the moments of grace that sends currents of compassion and healing
There is either courage, or idleness.
Confusion is seems so frustrating to me,
Because I hate myself for being unable to feeling my emotion inside.
Is that who I'm supposed to be,
A girl who lack the ability to feel my emotion I show them but nothing inside.
Weakness of a woman
Strong enough to
Deprive a man
Of his power
One source of suffering
in each of our lives
Weakness can never
Sunday, August 30,2020
8: 57 AM
My weakness are
books because they
We could die
"The median height for a fatal fall is 4 stories, at 8 the chance of survivial is nearly zero"
The thought pounds in my head, over and over, as I pace the barren parking garage
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