I Didn’t Want to Wake You Things fall apart so quickly. I go to turn the stereo down Suddenly, the books fall Crushing the Christmas village Bringing down the tapes Oh, the little people are now lying on their side What do I do? The books are in my arms And laying on...
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Just Me Come, sit by me Just for a moment I won’t detain you long I’ve something to show you Here you go Hold it Don’t let go That is me you are holding Small, tiny, and insignificant, But me. Hold on tight. I won’t let go
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Success! Are congratulations in order? You have certainly succeeded where others have failed; accomplishing what I would have thought impossible. How clever you have been, luring me in, with your promises of concern and understanding. Assuring me that I should let my heart speak, permit my mind to wonder, and let my soul...
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Where did you go? Where did you go? The person that I thought I knew, the one I understood, who understood me in return. The one with whom I could speak for endless hours, and touch through endless nights. The one who never hurried, and never tired. The one who desired only...
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Marked by Carmen Tafolla M’ija. It is for those who would erase. Make your mark proud and open, Brave, beauty folded into its imperfection, Like a piece of turquoise marked. Never write with pencil, m’ija. Write with ink or mud, or berries grown in gardens never owned,...
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Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines by Pablo Neruda Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, ‘The night is starry And the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.’ The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved...
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Explanations of Love by Carl Sandburg There is a place where love begins and a place where love ends. There is a touch of two hands that foils all dictionaries. There is a look of eyes fierce as a bigBethlehemopen-hearth furnace or a little green-fire acetylene torch. There are single careless bywords portentous as...
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When You Are Old by William ButlerYeats When you are old and gray and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep. How many loved your moments of glad grace,...
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The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as...
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Sisters We need to mourn with our sisters. We need to mourn for their loss. We need to mourn for their pain. We need to mourn for their death. We need to cry for our sisters. When our sisters have been raped When our sisters have been beaten When our sisters have...
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