Were knowledge all, what were our needTo thrill and faint and sweetly bleed? Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
We join spokes together in a wheel, but it is the center hole that makes the wagon move.We shape clay into a pot, but it is the emptiness insidethat holds whatever we want.We hammer wood for a house, but it is the inner spacethat makes it livable.We work with being, but non-being is what we use. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
No one has imagined us. We want to live like trees,sycamores blazing through the sulfuric air,dappled with scars, still exuberantly budding,our animal passion rooted in the city. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
After all, my erstwhile dear,My no longer cherished,Need we say it was not love,Just because it perished? Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I haven’t been very impressed lately.By people,or places,or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I hold it true, whate'er befall;I feel it when I sorrow most;'Tis better to have loved and lostThan never to have loved at all. Jun 15, 2024 - Fabian Biese>