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It nods and curtseys and recovers When the wind blows above, The nettle on the graves of lovers That hanged themselves for love. The nettle nods, the wind blows over, The man, he does not move, The lover of the grave, the lover That hanged himself for love. ↗

— A.E. Housman

#love

I don't understand the whole thrilling verse, but I love the way poetry turns ordinary words into winged things that rise up and soar! ↗

— Margarita Engle

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Most of us believe we can spot a drowning person when we see one. But we always make the mistake of thinking that drowning only involves what. believe it or not, you have missed quite a number of drowned and drowning people. Some of us are thought to save some one drowning in water, most of us can spot that too, but none of us has been thought to see the other kinds of drowners, nor how to save them. ↗

— chioma Nkachukwu

#drowners #drowning #drowning-one-s-sorrows #drowning-silence-poetry #find-self

The poetry of love is the greatest gift God gave us. ↗

— Sorin Cerin

#wisdom-inspirational #inspirational

Não estatize meus sentimentos. Pra seu governo, o meu estado é independente. ↗

— Renato Russo

#love #poetry #love

...fine love poetry tends to be written when the object of one's affection is at a safe distance; also, it often reflects a love of words more than a love of women... ↗

— Kate Fox

#poetry #love

You and those shot-glass eyes, deep swirling pools of 80-proof firewater, with the depth and profundity of Saturn’s spinning pulsars… ↗

— Brandi L. Bates

#love #poetry #shakespeare #women #love

For the blind poor, Rx: bleed. For yourself; Rx: love nothing. Sow rows of onions only. Plant turnips in the dark of the moon. ↗

— T.R. Hummer

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For the error bred in the bone Of each woman and each man Craves what it cannot have, Not universal love But to be loved alone. ↗

— W.H. Auden

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Thy's bleeding heart confides in the With one's thoughts and troubles Let the kiss thy's lips To ease thou's pain Thy am thou's comfort Lie thou's head on mine pillow Of soft consolation And let the drown Thou's sorrow Away ↗

— Solange nicole

#emotional #poetry-love #love