Category Archives: poetry

Hope is the Thing with Feathers ~ Emily Dickinson

Posted on 27 April 2021 by xineann

“Hope” is the thing with feathers –That perches in the soul –And sings the tune without the words –And never stops – at all – And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –And sore must be the storm … Continue reading →

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Joyful, joyful, joyful…. Pablo Neruda

Posted on 26 August 2020 by xineann

Joyful, joyful, joyful,as only dogs know how to be happywith only the autonomyof their shameless spirit.– Pablo Neruda

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Blackberrying, Sylvia Plath

Posted on 16 August 2020 by xineann

Blackberrying Nobody in the lane, and nothing, nothing but blackberries,Blackberries on either side, though on the right mainly,A blackberry alley, going down in hooks, and a seaSomewhere at the end of it, heaving. BlackberriesBig as the ball of my thumb, … Continue reading →

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For Nothing is Fixed…. James Baldwin

Posted on 12 August 2020 by xineann

For nothing is fixed, forever and forever and forever, it is not fixed; the earth is always shifting, the light is always changing, the sea does not cease to grind down rock. Generations do not cease to be born, and … Continue reading →

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Path, Jack Hirschman

Posted on 10 August 2020 by xineann

Go to your broken heart.If you think you don’t have one, get one. To get one, be sincere.Learn sincerity of intent by lettinglife enter because you’re helpless, really,to do otherwise.Even as you try escaping, let it take youand tear you … Continue reading →

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Instructions on Not Giving Up ~ Ada Limón

Posted on 3 July 2020 by xineann

More than the fuchsia funnels breaking outof the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’salmost obscene display of cherry limbs shovingtheir cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slatesky of Spring rains, it’s the greening of the treesthat really gets to me. When … Continue reading →

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In a Dark Time ~Theodore Roethke

Posted on 26 June 2020 by xineann

In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade; I hear my echo in the echoing wood— A lord of nature weeping to a tree. I live between the heron and the … Continue reading →

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Two Quatrains, Yehuda Amichai

Posted on 31 December 2018 by xineann

I. Once I escaped, but I do not remember why or from which god. I shall therefore travel through my life like Jonah in his dark fish. We’ve settled it between us, I am the fish, we’re both in the … Continue reading →

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Dogspel, Ann Cefola

Posted on 20 July 2018 by xineann

In the beginning was the Bone and the Bone was good and strong, it grew outward in layers, flushed inside by beating blood, held by organs, muscle and sinew, until with a yelp and flash of water emerged with other … Continue reading →

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Late Fragment, Raymond Carver

Posted on 21 March 2018 by xineann

Late Fragment And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? to call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the earth. ~Raymond Carver

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