at first when the rain fell from the sky so wide and deepit smelled like sage, my favorite smellI went up on the plateau to watch it cometo see the gifts it always broughtbut this rain changed from blue to black and leftnothing. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
We talk so abstractly about poetry because all of us are usually bad poets. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
What makes us leave what we love best?What is it inside us that keeps erasing itselfWhen we need it most,That sends us into uncertainty for its own sakeAnd holds us flush there until we begin to love itAnd have to begin again?What is it within our own lives we decline to liveWhenever we find it, making our days unendurable,And nights almost visionless?I still don't know yet, but I do it. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
If my like for you was a football crowd, you’d be deaf ’cause of the roar. And if my like for you was a boxer, there’d be a dead guy lying on the floor. And if my like for you was sugar, you’d lose your teeth before you were twenty. And if my like for you was money, let’s just say you’d be spending plenty. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
To wake the soul by tender strokes of art,To raise the genius, and to mend the heart Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Soul receives from soul that knowledge, therefore not by book nor from tongue. If knowledge of mysteries come after emptiness of mind, that is illumination of heart. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?Shall I ever find it, whatever it is? Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Kill what you can't savewhat you can't eat throw outwhat you can't throw out buryWhat you can't bury give awaywhat you can't give away you must carry with you,it is always heavier than you thought. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature…. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>