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Do you know how it is when one wakes at night suddenly and asks, listening to the pounding heart: what more do you want, insatiable?

Czeslaw Milosz

Poetry is a dividend from what you know and what you are.
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Divide Poetry Yourself
Human material seems to have one major defect: it does not like to be considered merely as human material. It finds it hard to endure the feeling that it must resign itself to passive acceptance of changes introduced from above.
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Acceptance Defect Endurance Human Introduction Material Oneself Passive
I liked beaches, swimming pools, and clinics for there they were the bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh. I pitied them and myself, but this will not protect me. The word and the thought are over.
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Bone Flesh Myself Thinking
On the day the world ends A bee circles a clover, A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
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Circle Day End Repair World
Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
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Echo Mountain Poetry
What is poetry which does not save nations or people?
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Nation People Poetry Save
Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet Yet is not a prophet, for he’s much too busy, Repeats while he binds his tomatoes: No other end of the world will there be, No other end of the world will there be.
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Appearance End Man Old Repeat White Willing World
Language is the only homeland.
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Home Land Language
A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death – the huge solace of thinking that for our betrayals, greed, cowardice, murders we are not going to be judged.
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Belief Betrayal Death Judgement People Theory Thinking True
Grow your tree of falsehood from a small grain of truth.
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Growth Small Truth Yourself
You see how I try To reach with words What matters most And how I fail.
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Failure Myself Reach Try
The death of a man is like the fall of a mighty nation That had valiant armies, captains, and prophets, And wealthy ports and ships all over the seas.
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Death Nation Sea Wealth
The true enemy of man is generalization.
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Enemy Generalization Man True
Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.
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Difference Fall Love
Be young forever, seasons of the earth.
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Earth Forever Season Young
All of us yearn for the highest wisdom, but we have to rely on ourselves in the end.
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End High Independent Ourselves Wisdom

Do you know how it is when one wakes at night suddenly and asks, listening to the pounding heart: what more do you want, insatiable?

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