February 2012
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Water! your tear-colored nail polish
Kisses me! and the lumberyard seems new...
– Kenneth Koch - from In Love with You
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And when the body thickens and you get up
because I dress you, because I...
– Tomaž Šalamun, from ‘In the Tongues of Bells’ in Woods and Chalices
HM
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How much one has to say in order to be heard when silent.
– Elias Canetti
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A mí lo que me importan son tus piernas,
el tono algo inquietante de tu...
– Fragmento de Me importan, Elsa López (via poesianoerestu
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la espera redobla
la tarde
vacía y quieta
y mientras tanto
– IX, Belén Iannuzzi (via poesianoerestu
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Truth is too naked; she does not inflame men.
– Jean Cocteau
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Cuando mejor es un hombre, menos sospecha de la maldad de los demás.
– Cicerón
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At 9, he settled a dispute with a pistol. At 13, he lit out for the Amazon...
Il est fuyant, ce John.
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yimmyayo:
He was Teddy Boy Forever and I was Wild Blue Yonder.
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me gustaría dejar todo listo junto con las llaves antes de salir
Skudge - Below (Boddika Acid Refix)
midnightxdrive:
exquisito de mi vida!
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The flower told the shell: you shine
The shell told the sea: you echo
The...
– Don Paterson - Sky Song (after Robert Desnos)
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Beati coloro che si baceranno sempre al di là delle labbra, varcando il confine...
– Alda Merini
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I drove up to London, ran over a hare (by pure chance – it’s impossible to do it...
– (Ted Hughes - Selected Letters)