Tag Archives: poetry

Kindness

Posted on October 18, 2017 by anyushka

Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth. What you held in your hand, what you counted and carefully saved, all this must go … Continue reading →

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The Angels

Posted on October 12, 2017 by anyushka

Should you hear them singing among stars or whispering secrets of a wiser world,     do not imagine ardent, fledgling children;     they are intelligences old as sunrise         that never learnt right from left, before      from after,            … Continue reading →

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love is a place

Posted on October 7, 2017 by anyushka

  love is a place & through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds   ee cummings

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How To Be A Poet (to remind myself)

Posted on August 12, 2017 by anyushka

i Make a place to sit down.  Sit down. Be quiet.  You must depend upon  affection, reading, knowledge,  skill—more of each  than you have—inspiration,  work, growing older, patience,  for patience joins time  to eternity. Any readers  who like your poems,  … Continue reading →

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Oh Night Thou Wast My Guide

Posted on April 7, 2017 by anyushka

Upon a darkened night the flame of love was burning in my breast And by a lantern bright I fled my house while all in quiet rest Shrouded by the night And by the secret stair I quickly fled The … Continue reading →

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A Mender Of Things

Posted on April 4, 2017 by anyushka

poem source:  https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse?contentId=25264 

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The Time Of Singing Has Come

Posted on April 3, 2017 by anyushka

.. Arise, my love, my fair one,     and come away; for now the winter is past,     the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth;     the time of singing has come.   Song of Solomon 2:10-12

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Nothing Is So Beautiful As Spring

Posted on March 24, 2017 by anyushka

  Nothing is so beautiful as spring— When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring The ear, it strikes like lightnings … Continue reading →

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Reaching Limits, Finding Space

Posted on March 15, 2017 by anyushka

If you miss open space  in the city, like I do, the one thing you can always do is: look up. Here is a wide expanse, here is room for you, here is a glimpse of freedom… I think Lent is … Continue reading →

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Mary, Mother

Posted on February 27, 2017 by anyushka

. With your warm hands heal me in your body know me to your darkness draw me at your breast hold me. For I was homesick, and you brought me home; I was alone, and now I am in touch; … Continue reading →

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