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Sometimes I write quickly, sometimes I spend several weeks on a single poem. I would really love for readers not to be able to guess which of the poems took so much work!

Wislawa Szymborska

I cannot speak for more than an hour exclusively about poetry. At that point, life itself takes over again.
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Myself Poetry Point Talk
I don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
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Myself Play Role
I’m one-time-only to the marrow of my bones.
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Bone Myself Time
I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.
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Myself Personality Thinking
Whether you want it or not, your genes have a political past, your skin a political tone. your eyes a political color. You walk with political steps on political ground.
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Color Ground Past Politics Walk Yourself
I’m working on the world, revised, improved edition, featuring fun for fools blues for brooders, combs for bald pates, tricks for old dogs.
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Dog Edition Myself Old Revision Work World
All is mine but nothing owned, nothing owned for memory, and mine only while I look.
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Memories Myself Search
Any knowledge that doesn’t lead to new questions quickly dies out: it fails to maintain the temperature required for sustaining life.
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Knowledge Leadership Life Maintain Question Temperature
When it comes, you’ll be dreaming that you don’t need to breathe; that breathless silence is the music of the dark and it’s part of the rhythm to vanish like a spark.
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Breathe Darkness Dreams Music Need Rhythm Spark
Nothing can ever happen twice. In consequence, the sorry fact is that we arrive here improvised and leave without the chance to practice.
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Arrival Consequence Fact Practice
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
No one feels good at four in the morning. If ants feel good at four in the morning —three cheers for the ants.
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Feeling Good Morning Oneself
They say the first sentence in any speech is always the hardest. Well, that one’s behind me, anyway.
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Hard Myself Oneself Sentence
I’m fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.
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Bad Fight Myself Poet Word
I like being near the top of a mountain. One can’t get lost here.
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Lost Mountain Myself Nature Oneself Place
Somewhere out there the world must have an end.
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Cosmos End Space World

Sometimes I write quickly, sometimes I spend several weeks on a single poem. I would really love for readers not to be able to guess which of the poems took so much work!

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Sometimes I write quickly, sometimes I spend several weeks on a single poem. I would really love for readers not to be able to guess which of the poems took so much work!

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