Poetry · Reflection
SYLVIA PLATH ~ ON POETRY
“The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.” Sylvia Plath
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Poetry · Reflection
ANNE SEXTON ~ POET OF THE SOUL
“Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.” Anne Sexton
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MUSICAL DREAM OF PASSION ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK
Dancing, dancing the tango With you my love As if we are the only ones Dancing in this world We both feel this passionate love of ours Bodies close together While we are turning and moving around Listening to these bittersweet words Of pain and despair Please let the music contin
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MAGRITTE ~ ON POETRY
“Written poetry is invisible. Painted poetry has a visible appearance.” Rene Magritte
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ALEJANDRA PIZARNIK ~ MELANCHOLIC POET
“Melancholia is, I believe, a musical problem: a dissonance, a change in rhythm. While on the outside everything happens with the vertiginous rhythm of a cataract, on the inside is the exhausted adagio of drops of water falling from time to tired time. For this reason the outside
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JEAN COCTEAU ~ ON BEING A POET
The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth. ~Jean Cocteau
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WANTING TO CONFIRM ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK
Yes I do, no I don’t This is driving me insane What is and what is not true Recently anchored on this chain This chain of metal One made of heavy steel But it wont have time to settle No longer matters what I feel When I stare into your glares Emotions start to flow
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THE DREAM ~ BORIS PASTERNAK
I dreamt of autumn in the window’s twilight, And you, a tipsy jesters’ throng amidst. ‘ And like a falcon, having stooped to slaughter, My heart returned to settle on your wrist. But time went on, grew old and deaf. Like thawing Soft ice old silk decayed on easy chairs. A bloated
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FAREWELL ~ A POEM BY KRISTIAN GOLDMUND AUMANN
Farewell The dream seems lost… A hug And then Maybe it is time I will go back to the shore Where I can throw sand into the sea Watch the singing waves From them comes the future And the dream Is still far From being lost Countless moments in the water Silhouettes in blue Where
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Poetry · Essay
On poetry, from Chaos to order (a graced completion of a circle between observer and observed) 1/20 Tom Sheldon
Take a poem and look very closely into it…the vowels, the letters. Study it closely….It probably can replicate itself (though not easy) you are my eyes. Directing your voice without distraction in it. Sense and feel the difference between the visual informational moments the imag
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SOMERSET MAUGHAM ~ ON POETRY
The crown of literature is poetry. It is its end and aim. It is the sublimest activity of the human mind. It is the achievement of beauty and delicacy. The writer of prose can only step aside when the poet passes. ~W. Somerset Maugham www.moniquespassions.com
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IMPRESIONES (3) A BRIDGE TOO FAR BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK AND VICTOR M. ALONSO
A BRIDGE TOO FAR – BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK AND VICTOR M. ALONSO NOCHE DE MARZO. Las aves cantan en la noche, La madrugada tierna Que escucha el pensamiento. Son mis sensaciones fraguadas En recuerdos distantes Y urdidas de presente. Es la fragancia intensa, Persistente, de una p
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