Lend me your ear while I call you a fool
(Jethro Tull)
Hope is the mother of fools
Ludozerka chce cukierka
Jeszcze p拢akac beda na ziemi, zostawione przez nas nasze cienie..(Baczynski)
Hope is the mother of fools
Life on earth is quite a bargain./
Dreams, for one, don鈥檛 charge admission. (Szymborska)
"Screw poetry, it鈥檚 you I want, your taste, rain on you, mouth on your skin."
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Margaret Atwood
"Grief is a country where it rains and rains but nothing grows. The dead live somewhere else--wearing the clothes we remember them in." Simon von Booey
Stars
are the campfires
of exiles.
Language exists
...to pull things
close.
Rae Armantrout
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