All For Love by Lord Byron O talk not to me of a name great in story;The days of our youth are the days of our glory;And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twentyAre worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty. Wha…
All Is Truth by Walt Whitman O ME, man of slack faith so long!Standing aloof–denying portions so long;Only aware to-day of compact, all-diffused truth;Discovering to-day there is no lie, or form of lie, and can be non…
All the world’s a stage,And all the men and women merely players;They have their exits and their entrances,And one man in his time plays many parts,His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,Mewling and puking in…
It was many and many a year ago,In a kingdom by the sea,That a maiden there lived whom you may knowBy the name of ANNABEL LEE;And this maiden she lived with no other thoughtThan to love and be loved by me. I was a chi…
Another Day by Charles Bukowski having the low down blues and goinginto a restaurant to eat.you sit at a table.the waitress smiles at you.she’s dumpy. her ass is too big.she radiates kindness and sympathy.live with he…
Stasis in darkness.Then the substanceless bluePour of tor and distances. God’s lioness,How one we grow,Pivot of heels and knees! —The furrow Splits and passes, sister toThe brown arcOf the neck I cannot catch, Nigger-…