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The Poetry Corner
Friday, 15 November 2013. I know girls who don't eat for a week before they see their boyfriends. I know girls who stand in front of the mirror and mentally will themselves. To be physically thinner even though their bmi tells the rest of the world that. They are severely underweight. i know girls who hate everything they. Will eat, and everything they ate. I know girls who dress provocatively, because your brains do not. Attract people as much as a freshly-shaved slab of thigh meat. i know. Making thing...
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Sonnet 147 and Bad medicine. In Sonnet 147 the main theme is love how you feel when you can t have the loved one you desire. Gonna take more than a shot To get this poison out of me". Now this boys addicted because your kiss is the drug! And I don't need no anesthesia Or a nurse to bring a pill". Another difference is that Shakespeare is comparing his tough love to a disease and Bon Jovi is comparing his to. My love is as a fever longing still,. For that which longer nurseth the disease". According to my...
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Welcome to The Poetry Court
Welcome to The Poetry Court. Promoting Spoken Word, Performance Poetry, and other Literary Arts. Friday, 14 August 2015. Oh ye lovers of Art in the Nooks and Crannies of Abeokuta, Ogun State and beyond, Join us as we bring to you from the stables of the CREATIVITY MINDS. The Maiden edition of Spoken Word and Soul Music Concert in MAPOLY. The Open Mic session starts by 12noon, and this program promises to be empowering. Are you thinking of getting refreshed? 21st Friday, August 2015. Tuesday, 4 August 2015.
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The Poetry Critic
Wednesday, March 22, 2006. It turns out that one of my favorite anthologies is a publisher’s catalog: Copper Canyon Press. These folks realize that, in order to sell a book of poetry to a reader unfamiliar with the poet’s work, you must provide a sample. Has there ever been a reader who purchased an unfamiliar book of poetry on the basis of a blurb? And yet that seems to be the most common approach publishers take in advertising new work. Of ego with which we began, the mass. I am almost entirely love.
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The Poetry Cubicle: A New Space For Poetry
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the poetry dabbler | A place for words to commingle, be fancy or relaxed, in whatever mood suits them
A place for words to commingle, be fancy or relaxed, in whatever mood suits them. Writers You May Like Too. Did I do that? May 8, 2015. Daily Prompt: Forgive and Forget. Share a story where it was very difficult for you to forgive the perpetrator for wronging you, but you did it you forgave them. Yes, as a matter of fact. I know you’re sorry,. And accept your apology. Yet forgiveness comes only. Of course we can move on. And let bygones be bygones. Yet whether pea or pecan,. The wrong remains, ever so,.
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The Boynton Blog | community creativity from Whatcom County, Washington…and beyond
Community creativity from Whatcom County, Washington…and beyond. August 15, 2015. 8220;To look into a word as through a window”. B August 15, 1954). Quote from “ Japanese Characters. Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to print (Opens in new window). Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window). More poetry on film. August 14, 2015. Hurric...
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The poetry diary
Πέμπτη, 7 Ιουλίου 2011. Δεν ξέρω πώς, δεν ξέρω πού, δεν ξέρω πότε, όμως τα βραδιά. Κάποιος κλαίει πίσω από την πόρτα. Κι η μουσική είναι φίλη μας – και συχνά μέσα στον ύπνο. Ακούμε τα βήματα παλιών πνιγμένων ή περνούν μες. Που τα είδαμε κάποτε σ’ ένα δρόμο η ένα παράθυρο. Σαν ένα άρωμα απ’ τη νιότη μας – το μέλλον είναι άγνωστο. Το παρελθόν ένα αίνιγμα. Η στιγμή βιαστική κι ανεξήγητη. Οι ταξιδιώτες χάθηκαν στο βάθος. Άλλους τους κράτησε για πάντα το φεγγάρι. Οι ταχυδρόμοι ξέχασαν το δρόμο. Ή σχολίαζε κάτ...
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