I.
I dream of you walking at night along the streams
of the country of my birth, warm blooms and the nightsongs
of birds opening around you as you walk.
You are holding in your body the dark seed of my sleep.
II.
This comes after silence. Was it something I said
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Either peace or happiness,
let it enfold you
when I was a young man
I felt these things were
dumb, unsophisticated.
I had bad blood, a twisted
mind, a precarious
upbringing.
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We believe in Marxfreudanddarwin.
We believe everything is OK
as long as you don't hurt anyone,
to the best of your definition of hurt,
and to the best of your knowledge.
We believe in sex before during
and after marriage.
We believe in the therapy of sin.
We believe that adultery is fun.
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Dear Nessa - Now that our marriage is over
I would like you to know that, if I could put back the clock
Fifteen years to the cold March day of our wedding,
I would wed you again and, if that marriage also broke,
I would wed you yet again and, if it a third time broke,
Wed you again, and again, and again, and again, and again:
If you would have me which, of course, you would not.
For, even you - in spite of your patience and your innocence
(Strange characteristics in an age such as our own)
- Even you require to shake off the addiction of romantic love
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I have two daughters, of which I'm in awe,
One is by birth and the other by law.
Once I've known 46 years more,
The other I've known only five times four.
When I first met her, I never foresaw,
That she would become more than just my daughter-in-law.
When my son became a man of twenty-two years,
He sought for a woman that would stand through tears.
He had no time for the shallow and suspect.
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I will not wear a white dress
For the colour reminds me of death
Death of dreams
Death of independence
Forever you are bonded to a person
After they want to leave
We point the boat where we want to go.
And the wind shoves us aside some days.
Or the waters churn with chum and we’re surrounded…
Or the boat springs a leak we must patch
Quick! with whatever’s on hand.
So what?
We paddle our boat together.
We point it where we want to go.
The Proposal 2.0
"How you act in the next few minutes,
will decide the night we face."
So I swallow down my tears,
hide the fear in my embrace.
If I falter, if I fall,
he says he’ll walk away,
But what happens next,
is a nightmare come to stay.
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What sluggish wind, by our love, may pervade now tell
The love, which flew over the lea will see that wind
Whose caressing hands were it's cause to spell
Or, years which grown pale by thy deny were really kind?
What the leaf-fringed horizon, again, bewitch us?
What pensiveness, out of acquaintance, did fuss
So that we, palpably were too unfit to attain.
Now thou can't be my prey, as thou art thyself aimed
They've the land, own, which I fell part in these
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Dawdling faintin’ echoes melted
on the great wooden door
her tiny green eyes sighed
at his greasy black hair and
noted his lazy brown almond eyes
“He-hey Luna- can we talk?
Please this one time”
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