Ravi Kopra Poems

Today I read Lawrence's poem
On breasts like Gloire de Dijon.
I saw the golden shadows
Of swung breasts swaying
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Love came
flowed into my heart
emptied me of my self
filled me with glee
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Never ending Indian summer
burning heat, dust storms
people camatose on road sides
birds dropping from the sky
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Why has the whole of love come to me suddenly.
I see you with me on the Venice beach
walking hand in hand in the evening
watching the sun go beyond the horizon.
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I make up my mind -
I am surely this time
going to do this
and also going to do that.
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And the Lord God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.
-Genesis 2: 7

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I've enshrouded my happiness like in a sheet
I've never exposed the wounds of my heart

How will they know the pains of my heart?
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When I hear the soft footsteps, I feel it is you
When I see a shadow moving like a wave, I feel it is you

When gently touching a tree branch in the garden
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Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is richness of self.
-May Sarton
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