She was made of flesh and eyelashes.
LEONARD COHENShe was made of flesh and eyelashes.
LEONARD COHENDear Hitler Take away the torches I’m not guilty I had to have this.
LEONARD COHENI dreamed about you baby. It was just the other night. Most of you were naked Ah, but some of you was light.
LEONARD COHENMy reputation as a ladies’ man was a joke that caused me to laugh bitterly through the ten thousand nights I spent alone.
LEONARD COHENHow can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?
LEONARD COHENI don’t want to be a star, merely dying.
LEONARD COHENAs our eyes grow accustomed to sight they armor themselves against wonder.
LEONARD COHENChildren show scars like medals. Lovers use them as a secret to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh.
LEONARD COHENGames are nature’s most beautiful creation.
LEONARD COHENThe older I get, the surer I am that I’m not running the show.
LEONARD COHENI cannot understand why my arm is not a lilac tree.
LEONARD COHENA kite is a victim you are sure of. You love it because it pulls.
LEONARD COHENBlessed are you who circled desire with a blade, and the garden with fiery swords, and heaven and earth with a word.
LEONARD COHENStunned and still not suffering. Swollen with care and anxiety and still not suffering. Useless, old, and full of grief, but still not suffering.
LEONARD COHENPoetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.
LEONARD COHENI’m planning a catastrophe.
LEONARD COHEN