"The only means to gain one's ends with people are force and cunning. Love also, they say, but that is to wait for sunshine, and life needs every moment."
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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"The only means to gain one's ends with people are force and cunning. Love also, they say, but that is to wait for sunshine, and life needs every moment."
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
I love many poets and poetry.Two that I would like to share with HN commuity at this time would be - Rumi and Gulzar Rumi said things like Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. Rumi: Meet you there Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field.I 'll meet you there. Rumi: Silence There is a way between voice and presence where information flows. In discipl…
“If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?” - Rumi
“Sit, be still, and listen,
because you're drunk
and we're at
the edge of the roof.”
― Rumi If I think and act like you do
The world would die
From not seeing something new
And if I don't speak on how I feel
The world would lose out on
What's really real
And if should die before I wake
I pray my music will take my place
The World
The Relevant
Сергей Есенин and Immortal Technique: Love...doesn't need a complicated metaphor
And sometimes nothing needs to be said at all
Sometimes a person you with is not your one and only
And you just fuck with them because you afraid to be lonely
And when you come back its too late
So you overcompensate
Like victims of rape
Full of self hate
Lost in the affection to strangers around you
Instead of the only person that ever gave a fuck about youTear It Down We find out the heart only by dismantling what the heart knows. by redefining the morning, we find a morning that comes just after darkness. we can break through marriage into marriage. by insisting on love we spoil it, get beyond affection and wade mouth-deep into love. we must unlearn the constellations to see the stars. but going back toward childhood will not help. the village is not better than pitt…
I think the most famous stanza (an excerpt from a much, much longer poem) is
Thou stranger, which for Rome in Rome here seekest,
And nought of Rome in Rome perceiv’st at all,
These same olde walls, olde arches, which thou seest,
Olde palaces, is that which Rome men call.
Behold what wreake, what ruine, and what wast,
And how that she, which with her mightie powre
Tam’d all the world, hath tam’d herselfe at last,
The pray of Time, which all things doth devowre.
Rome now of Rome is th’ onely funerall,
And onely Rome of Rome hath victorie;
Ne ought save Tyber hastning to his fall
Remaines of all: O worlds inconstancie!
That which is firme doth flit and fall away,
And that is flitting doth abide and stay.
Bellay (and Spenser) claim that the only city that was ultimately able to conquer ancient Rome is ... modern Rome. I found that a striking observation."Passion not spent" What's my great fear? I'll tell you; come near... To lay down in death with so much left. Passion not spent - Oh cowardly regret! For fear of others? The thousand deaths. I'm afraid to die With no twinkle in my eye - To pass meagerly by Yet hidden inside. To walk through life Not truly alive, And to pass in the night With an unfelt "goodbye".
All the huskies are eaten. There is no space
left in the diary And the beads of quick
words scatter over his spouse's sepia-shaded face
adding the date in question like a mole to her lovely cheek.
Next the snapshot of his sister. He doesn't spare his kin:
what's been reached is the highest possible latitude!
And like the silk stocking of a burlesque half-nude
queen it climbs up his thigh: gangrene.... just for fun Clark Ashton Smith for projecting a Lovecraftian view of the cosmos into poetic form.