Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
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Anand Thakur
Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
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If you are squeamish Don’t prod the beach rubble.
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The Moon and Pleiades have set, Midnight is nigh, The time is passing, passing, yet Alone I lie.
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Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
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Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
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I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
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May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
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The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.
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Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
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All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
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For some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
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Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart.
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How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.
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In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
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Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.
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The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
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