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Somewhere out there the world must have an end.

Wislawa Szymborska

In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
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Comedy Element Preserve Tragedy
Poets yearn, of course, to be published, read, and understood, but they do little, if anything, to set themselves above the common herd and the daily grind.
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Common Poet Publish Reading Understand
Even a graphomaniac is an extremely complicated person.
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Complication Nature Person
After every war someone has to tidy up.
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Clean Deep Hurt War
My choices are rejections, since there is no other way, but what I reject is more numerous, denser, more demanding than before. A little poem, a sigh, at the cost of indescribable losses.
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Choice Demand Loss Myself Rejection Way
Nothing’s a gift, it’s all on loan.
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Gift Loan One Liner Perspective
Though I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune’s darlings.
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Fortune Inspirational Place Poet Select
I’m drowning in papers.
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Drown Myself One Liner Paper Poet
Carry on, then, if only for the moment that it takes a tiny galaxy to blink!
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Blink Carry Funny Galaxy Moments
Loveless work, boring work, work valued only because others haven’t got even that much, however loveless and boring – this is one of the harshest human miseries.
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Boredom Human Love Misery Work
No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.
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Death Family Love Mythical
I slide my arm from under the sleeper’s head and it is numb, full of swarming pins, on the tip of each, waiting to be counted, the fallen angels sit.
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Angel Count Head Myself Sleep
Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still.
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Beautiful Certain Confidence Life Time
I don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
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Myself Play Role
Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.
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Death Easy Faith Live
Something doesn’t start at its usual time. Something doesn’t happen as it should. Someone was always, always here, then suddenly disappeared and stubbornly stays disappeared.
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Disappear Start Stay Stubborn Time

Somewhere out there the world must have an end.

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