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A man who had fallen among thieves lay by the roadside on his back dressed in fifteenthrate ideas wearing a round jeer for a hat

All in green went my love riding

A pretty girl who is naked / is worth a million statues

It's spring when the world is puddle-wonderful

The Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls are unbeautiful and have comfortable minds.

A noone who,till their and your returning,
spends the forever of his loneliness
dreaming their eyes have opened to your morning

Since the thing perhaps is
to eat flowers and not to be afraid

Her lips drink water but her heart drinks wine.

...and down they forgot as up they grew.

I think you will be tired of telling
me & my dreams to go to hell

On forever's very now we stand.

-tomorrow is our permanent address
and there they'll scarcely find us(if they do,
we'll move away still further:into now

Yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds

She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn't standing still

(a moon swims out of a cloud
a clock strikes midnight
a finger pulls a trigger
a bird flies into a mirror)

I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more.

Time is a tree (this life one leaf)
but love is the sky and i am for you
just so long and long enough

If you like my poems let them
walk in the evening, a little behind you

The moon rattles like a fragment of angry candy

All in green went my love of riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn.

I will not kiss your fucking flag

-Before leaving my room
i turn, and (stooping
through the morning) kiss
this pillow, dear
where our heads lived and were.

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me),
It's always our self we find in the sea.

Hopes dance best on bald men's hair

Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.

Worms are the words but joy's the voice

The only man, woman, or child who ever wrote a simple declarative sentence with seven grammatical errors is dead.

Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question.

What's beyond logic happens beneath will;
nor can these moments be translated: i say
that even after April
by God there is no excuse for May

The three saddest things are the ill wanting to be well, the poor wanting to be rich, and the constant traveler saying 'anywhere but here'.

Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination.

Because you aren't afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)

Sunlight is
(life and day are)only loaned:whereas
night is given(night and death and the rain
are given;and given is how beautifully snow)

The sensual mysticism of entire vertical being.

Treat a man like dirt-he produces flowers.

love is the every only god

And the coolness of your smile is stirringofbirds between my arms

Along the brittle treacherous bright streets
of memory comes my heart,singing like
an idiot,whispering like a drunken man

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

The eyes of my eyes are opened.

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance

So truly perfectly the skies
by merciful love whispered were,
completes its brightness with your eyes
any illimitable star.

Be of love(a little)
More careful
Than everything

The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight
And knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart.

Progress is a comfortable disease.

What if a much of a which of a wind
gives the truth to summer's lie;
bloodies with dizzying leaves the sun
and yanks immortal stars awry?

Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.

Time's a strange fellow; more he gives than takes (and he takes all

A world of made is not a world of born

(existing's tricky:but to live's a gift)

The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility.

All by all and deep by deep and more by more they dream their sleep noone and anyone earth by april wish by spirit and if by yes

That which we die for lives as wholly as that which we live for dies.

Your homecoming will be my homecoming

Lovers alone wear sunlight.

what if a much of a which of a wind

Things which in my mind blossom will
stumble beneath a clumsiest disguise appear
capable of fragility and indecision

You are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing.

Notice the convulsed orange inch of moon
perching on this silver minute of evening

May came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.

Down with ought with because with every brain that thinks it thinks nor dares to feel.

To like an individual because he's black is just as insulting as to dislike him because he isn't white.

Goddamn everything but the circus

Must's a schoolroom in the month of may

Next to of course god America i / love you land of the pilgrims and so forth oh

So far as I am concerned, poetry and every other art was, is, and forever will be strictly and distinctly a question of individuality.

And the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love

Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

Nothing"
the unjust man complained
"is just" ("or un-" the just rejoined.

Since feelings come first, who cares about the syntax of things?

What time is it?its is by every star
a different time,and each most falsely true ...

It takes two to be serious

Children are apt to forget to remember.

and on forever's very now we stand

feeling is first,

Nobody loses all the time.

Like the burlesque comedian, I am abnormally fond of that precision which creates movement.

Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face, and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands.
in the lost lands

Awake,chaos:we have napped.

Whatever's merely willful, and not miraculous (be never it so skilful) must wither fail and cease - but better than to grow beauty knows no.

There is some shit I shall not eat,
and I will not kiss your fucking flag!

The blond absence of any program except last and always and first to live makes unimportant what i and you believe;

My blood approves,
and kisses are a far better fate
than wisdom

By the way, a gendarme assured me this is not a prison.

The hardest challenge is to be yourself in a world where everyone is trying to make you be somebody else.

When man determined to destroy himself he picked the was of shall and finding only why smashed it into because.

It takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are.

Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anyone else. Toms can be Dicks and Dicks can be Harrys, but none of them can ever be you.

i will wade out until my thighs are steeped in burning flowers. i will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air

When god decided to invent everything he took one reath bigger than a circustent and everything began

The hills
like poets put on
purple thought against
the
magnificent clamor of
day
tortured
in gold

Listen; there's a hell of a good universe next door: let's go.

Noone beautiful ever hurries.

His lips drink water
but his heart drinks wine

Private property began the instant somebody had a mind of his own.

deeds cannot dream what dreams can do

You and I are more than you and I because it's we.

That strictly(and how)scienti fic land of supernod where freedom is compulsory and only man is god.

The courage to receive time 's mightiest dream