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Love means to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one thing among many.

Czeslaw Milosz

Poetry is a dividend from what you know and what you are.
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Divide Poetry Yourself
Irony is the glory of slaves.
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Glory Irony One Liner Slave
I have no wisdom, no skills, and no faith but I received strength, it tears the world apart. I shall break, a heavy wave, against its shores and a young wave will cover my trace.
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Myself Skills Strength Trace Wisdom Young
The soul exceeds its circumstances.
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Circumstance Exceed Soul
Be young forever, seasons of the earth.
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Earth Forever Season Young
It is sweet to think I was a companion in an expedition that never ends.
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End Expedition Myself Sweet Thinking
In a room where people unanimously maintain a conspiracy of silence, one word of truth sounds like a pistol shot.
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Anonymous Gun People Room Sound Truth Word
Every poet depends upon generations who wrote in his native tongue; he inherits styles and forms elaborated by those who lived before him. At the same time, though, he feels that those old means of expression are not adequate to his own experience.
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Expression Form Generation Himself Inheritance Poet
I have defined poetry as a ‘passionate pursuit of the Real.
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Definition Passionate Poet Poetry Pursuit Reality
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 am not my own friend.Time cuts me in two.
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Friendship Myself Time
Poetry is news brought to the mountains by a unicorn and an echo.
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Echo Mountain Poetry
I was left behind with the immensity of existing things. A sponge, suffering because it cannot saturate itself; a river, suffering because reflections of clouds and trees are not clouds and trees.
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Existence Myself River Suffering
The purpose of poetry is to remind us how difficult it is to remain just one person, for our house is open, there are no keys in the doors, and invisible guests come in and out at will.
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General Oneself Poetry Purpose Reminder
Forget the suffering You caused others. Forget the suffering Others caused you. The waters run and run, Springs sparkle and are done, You walk the earth you are forgetting.
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Earth Forget Reason Sparkle Suffering Yourself
I knew that I would speak in the language of the vanquished No more durable than old customs, family rituals, Christmas tinsel, and once a year the hilarity of carols.
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Custom Durable Language Myself

Love means to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one thing among many.

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