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[rest_energy]

Post your current favorite poem. (Please.)

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[misfitstar18]

not amazing, or inspirational, or moving, but so true...
"How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?” -dr.suess

ps. happy birthday?

[rest_energy]

My birthday is in January but you're the second person to say this to me today so hmmm...

[misfitstar18]

ahhh...yeah...nevermind then, i have crazy friends.

[modern_history0]

What about epic opems? Can they count? As dorky as it sounds, Beowulf.

always Miss Plath

[we_are_savage]

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

Re: always Miss Plath

[rest_energy]

I love that one, but The Stones is probably my favorite Plath evah.

[contraryto]

the lesson of the moth
By Don Marquis, in "archy and mehitabel," 1927i was talking to a moth

[rest_energy]

Wowwwww

easily

[by_ne_othr_name]

John Keats. 1795-1821