From Kathleen Jamie's collection The Tree House. This one is called The Whale-watcher:-
And when at last the road
gives out, I'll walk -
harsh grass, sea-maws,
lichen-crusted bedrock -
and hole up the cold
summer in some battered
caravan, quartering
the brittle waves
till my eyes evaporate
and I'm willing again
to deal myself in:
having watched them
breach, breathe, and dive
far out in the glare,
like stitches sewn in a rent
almost beyond repair.
Short Poetry
- Clinton Huxley
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"I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled"
AND MERRY XMAS TO ONE AND All!
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- Clinton Huxley
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J. A. Baker's The Peregrine is one long, mad prose poem. It's exhausting to read, like eating a 12 course meal
“Approach him across open ground with a steady unfaltering movement. Let your shape grow in size but do not alter its outline. Never hide yourself unless concealment is complete. Be alone. Shun the furtive oddity of man, cringe from the hostile eyes of farms. Learn to fear. To share fear is the greatest bond of all. The hunter must become the thing he hunts.”
“Approach him across open ground with a steady unfaltering movement. Let your shape grow in size but do not alter its outline. Never hide yourself unless concealment is complete. Be alone. Shun the furtive oddity of man, cringe from the hostile eyes of farms. Learn to fear. To share fear is the greatest bond of all. The hunter must become the thing he hunts.”
"I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled"
AND MERRY XMAS TO ONE AND All!
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I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled"
AND MERRY XMAS TO ONE AND All!
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Re: Short Poetry
Selten habt ihr mich verstanden,
Selten auch verstand ich Euch,
Nur wenn wir im Kot uns fanden
So verstanden wir uns gleich!
Selten auch verstand ich Euch,
Nur wenn wir im Kot uns fanden
So verstanden wir uns gleich!
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Wichita Vortex Sutra is equally as good. I hate poetry though so feel free to ignore me.Făkünamę wrote:I was going to post Allen Ginsberg's Howl, but after looking it up found that it's actually longer than
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