Posts by Rabindranath Tagore
Remember The First
I remember the first time you talked to
Remember The First I remember the first time you talked to me, I wasnt sure what to do. No one ever talked to me. This was something different, But s...
Remember The First I remember the first time you talked to me, I wasnt sure what to do. No one ever talked to me. This was something different, But s...
Fear Itself Is Undefined
I lay on my bed soaking my pillow with
Fear Itself Is Undefined I lay on my bed soaking my pillow with my tears, I try to remember exactly what it is that I fear. Is it the passing of time...
Fear Itself Is Undefined I lay on my bed soaking my pillow with my tears, I try to remember exactly what it is that I fear. Is it the passing of time...
The Flying Cloud
My name is Edward Hollander, as you may
The Flying Cloud My name is Edward Hollander, as you may understand, I was born in the city of Watertown, in the far and eastern land. I being young ...
The Flying Cloud My name is Edward Hollander, as you may understand, I was born in the city of Watertown, in the far and eastern land. I being young ...
Different Ways to Pray
BY NAOMI SHIHAB NYE
There was the
Different Ways to Pray BY NAOMI SHIHAB NYE There was the method of kneeling, a fine method, if you lived in a country where stones were smooth. The w...
Different Ways to Pray BY NAOMI SHIHAB NYE There was the method of kneeling, a fine method, if you lived in a country where stones were smooth. The w...
f I Could Build A Friend
© Lisa M. Farley
If I were able to
f I Could Build A Friend © Lisa M. Farley If I were able to build a friend, Id choose the qualities on which I could depend. Her eyes would tell me ...
f I Could Build A Friend © Lisa M. Farley If I were able to build a friend, Id choose the qualities on which I could depend. Her eyes would tell me ...
Hanging in Egypt with Breyten Breytenbach
BY CHRIS ABANI
There
Hanging in Egypt with Breyten Breytenbach BY CHRIS ABANI There are stones even here worn into a malevolence by time gritting the teeth and tearing th...
Hanging in Egypt with Breyten Breytenbach BY CHRIS ABANI There are stones even here worn into a malevolence by time gritting the teeth and tearing th...
Music
by Bessie Rayner Parkes
Sweet melody amidst the moving
Music by Bessie Rayner Parkes Sweet melody amidst the moving spheres Breaks forth, a solemn and entrancing sound, A harmony whereof the earths green...
Music by Bessie Rayner Parkes Sweet melody amidst the moving spheres Breaks forth, a solemn and entrancing sound, A harmony whereof the earths green...
The End
By Rabindranath Tagore
It is time for me to go,
The End By Rabindranath Tagore It is time for me to go, mother; I am going. When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn you stretch your arms fo...
The End By Rabindranath Tagore It is time for me to go, mother; I am going. When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn you stretch your arms fo...
Speak to Us
BY KATIE FORD
For all of my years, I’ve read only
Speak to Us BY KATIE FORD For all of my years, I’ve read only living signs— bodies in jealousy, bodies in battle, bodies growing disease like mus...
Speak to Us BY KATIE FORD For all of my years, I’ve read only living signs— bodies in jealousy, bodies in battle, bodies growing disease like mus...
Reflections of a Beautiful Morning
The sun rises above the
Reflections of a Beautiful Morning The sun rises above the hillcrest, As does the joy of my heart; Rays of warmth and love, From her I will never dep...
Reflections of a Beautiful Morning The sun rises above the hillcrest, As does the joy of my heart; Rays of warmth and love, From her I will never dep...