poetry

poetry

in a worldfull oftemporary thingsyou area perpetual feeling.

in a worldfull oftemporary thingsyou area perpetual feeling.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Looks like what drives me crazyDon't have no effect on you--But I'm gonna keep on at itTill it drives you crazy, too.

Looks like what drives me crazyDon't have no effect on you--But I'm gonna keep on at itTill it drives you crazy, too.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

For darkness restores what light cannot repair.

For darkness restores what light cannot repair.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotion know what it means to want to escape from these.

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotion know what it means to want to escape from these.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Every angel is terrifying.

Every angel is terrifying.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

You have been told that, even like a chain, you are as weak as your weakest link.This is but half the truth.You are also as strong as your strongest link.To measure you by your smallest deed is to reckon the power of the oceanby the frailty of its foam.To judge you by your failures is to cast blame upon the seasons for their inconstancy.

You have been told that, even like a chain, you are as weak as your weakest link.This is but half the truth.You are also as strong as your strongest link.To measure you by your smallest deed is to reckon the power of the oceanby the frailty of its foam.To judge you by your failures is to cast blame upon the seasons for their inconstancy.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

We ran as if to meet the moon.

We ran as if to meet the moon.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.

Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

One need not be a chamber to be haunted.

One need not be a chamber to be haunted.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.

You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

It is always fatal to have music or poetry interrupted.

It is always fatal to have music or poetry interrupted.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally.

It’s the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I’m a woman Phenomenally.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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