poetry

poetry

Only times and places, only names and ghosts.

Only times and places, only names and ghosts.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Saki says that youth is like hors d'oeuvres: you are so busy thinking of the next courses you don't notice it. When you've had them, you wish you'd had more hors d'oeuvres.

Saki says that youth is like hors d'oeuvres: you are so busy thinking of the next courses you don't notice it. When you've had them, you wish you'd had more hors d'oeuvres.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I never heard sound and thrill of my painful heart until that very day she touched it.

I never heard sound and thrill of my painful heart until that very day she touched it.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray

]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Let them shoot us in the head,My blood will grow rootsand will blossom.

Let them shoot us in the head,My blood will grow rootsand will blossom.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

And I choose to be aloneRather than wrapped in arms I could never need.

And I choose to be aloneRather than wrapped in arms I could never need.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

There is bad in all good authors: what a pity the converse isn't true!

There is bad in all good authors: what a pity the converse isn't true!

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Come boy, and pour for me a cupOf old Falernian. Fill it upWith wine, strong, sparkling, bright, and clear;Our host decrees no water here.Let dullards drink the Nymph's pale brew,The sluggish thin their blood with dew.For such pale stuff we have no use;For us the purple grape's rich juice.Begone, ye chilling water sprite;Here burning Bacchus rules tonight!

Come boy, and pour for me a cupOf old Falernian. Fill it upWith wine, strong, sparkling, bright, and clear;Our host decrees no water here.Let dullards drink the Nymph's pale brew,The sluggish thin their blood with dew.For such pale stuff we have no use;For us the purple grape's rich juice.Begone, ye chilling water sprite;Here burning Bacchus rules tonight!

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I believe in being a poet in all moments of life. Being a poet means being human. I know some poets whose daily behavior has nothing to do with their poetry. In other words, they are only poets when they write poetry. Then it is finished and they turn into greedy, indulgent, oppressive, shortsighted, miserable, and envious people. Well, I cannot believe their poems

I believe in being a poet in all moments of life. Being a poet means being human. I know some poets whose daily behavior has nothing to do with their poetry. In other words, they are only poets when they write poetry. Then it is finished and they turn into greedy, indulgent, oppressive, shortsighted, miserable, and envious people. Well, I cannot believe their poems

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

A poem is a meteor.

A poem is a meteor.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

IMPROVIDENCEThe other lives I might have ledAll now might as well beDead. Survived by no one.Barren, without issue of any sort:This withered bud, failedIn art and love. With no time leftTo change my course. But time enoughfor infinite remorse.

IMPROVIDENCEThe other lives I might have ledAll now might as well beDead. Survived by no one.Barren, without issue of any sort:This withered bud, failedIn art and love. With no time leftTo change my course. But time enoughfor infinite remorse.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Poets, like fighters, both reap the benefits of roadwork.

Poets, like fighters, both reap the benefits of roadwork.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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