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‘Love poetry’ is a wide and varied thing, but perhaps of all the loves in the world, the purest and most valuable is unconditional love: love given without expectation of reciprocity, love that will endure no matter what.
The Thing Is. By Ellen Bass. to love life, to love it even. when you have no stomach for it. and everything you’ve held dear. crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat. thickening the air, heavy as water.
Sep 13, 2023 · Discover a collection of the most heart-wrenching poems about loving someone you can’t have. From the raw emotions of one-sided love to the painful realities of unrequited love, these poems offer solace to anyone who has ever experienced this bittersweet longing. Find all these poignant poems in one place here and immerse yourself in the ...
- I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You. Famous Poem. By Pablo Neruda. I do not love you except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, From waiting to not waiting for you.
- If Thou Must Love Me. Famous Poem. By Elizabeth Barrett Browning. If thou must love me, let it be for nought. Except for love's sake only. Do not say. I love her for her smile ...
- A Gift From God. By John P. Read. Published by Family Friend Poems October 2014 with permission of the Author. Poem About The Power Of Love. Love can't be described.
- When Do I Think Of You? By Sherry Hilderbrand. Published by Family Friend Poems November 2017 with permission of the Author. Thinking Of You Always. I think of you in the morning.
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The fact is the sweetest dream that labor knows.There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground.I do not see why I should e'er turn back, Or those should not set forth upon my track To overtake me, who should miss me here And long to know if still I held them dear.They would not find me chang...Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things, To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season?I'm going out to clean the pasture spring; I'll only stop to rake the leaves away (And wait to watch the water clear, I may): I sha'n't be gone long. — You come too.And nothing to look backward to with pride, And nothing to look forward to with hope.The Hyla breed That shouted in the mist a month ago, Like ghost of sleigh-bells in a ghost of snow.We love the things we love for what they are.The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.“My dear, It’s who first thought the thought. You’re searching, Joe, For things that don’t exist; I mean beginnings. Ends and beginnings—there are no such things. There are only middles.I’d like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over. May no fate willfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return. Earth’s the right...I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree, And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more, But dipped its top and set me down again. That would be good...Poetry begins in trivial metaphors, pretty metaphors, "grace" metaphors, and goes on to the profoundest thinking that we have. Poetry provides the one permissible way of saying one thing and meanin...
When I see young men doing so wonderfully well in athletics, I don't feel angry at them. I feel jealous of them. I wish that some of my boys in writing would do the same thing. ... You must have fo...
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.A poet never takes notes. You never take notes in a love affair.The world is full of willing people; some willing to work, the rest willing to let them.People are inexterminable — like flies and bed-bugs. There will always be some that survive in cracks and crevices — that's us.How many times it thundered before Franklin took the hint! How many apples fell on Newton's head before he took the hint! Nature is always hinting at us. It hints over and over again. And suddenly...It is only a moment here and a moment there that the greatest writer has. Some cognizance of the fact must be taken in your teaching.
Every artist must have two fears -- the fear of God and the fear of man -- fear of God that his creation will ultimately be found unworthy and the fear of man that he will be misunderstood by his f...
He wants to warn people against devoting too much love to just one person, indeed: “Never Give All The Heart”. The use of a caesura after this statement enacts a pause, emphasizing the phrase and calling the reader to attention. The heart of this poem is within this first clause, and Yeats makes this evidently clear.
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Jan 10, 2018 · Poets have often written about the heart. Whether they’re discussing desire, or being broken-hearted by loss or unrequited love, or the boundless joy they feel in their hearts when encountering the wonders of the natural world. Here are ten of the best poems featuring hearts. 1.
