To whom I owe the leaping delight That quickens my senses in our waking-time And the rhythm that governs the repose of our sleeping-time, the breathing in unison. Of lovers whose b...

  If you were a teardrop； In my eye， For fear of losing you， I would never cry. And if the golden sun， Should cease to shine its light， Just one smile from ...

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life‘s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they be...

The Hollow Men Mistah Kurtz-he dead. A penny for the Old Guy <I> We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried v...

Riding the Subway Aurora Antonovic   this autumn morning with my best friend who lets me tag along on his errands as though I am a child to tag along， to tag a...

They say that man is mighty, He governs land and sea; He wields a mighty scepter O’er lesser powers that be; But a mightier power and stronger, Man from his throne has hurled, And...

The First Desire Serenade In delicated green morning, I will be a heart. A heart. In mature night, I will be a yellowhammer. A yellowhammer. (O my soul, Dye the color of orange. ...

If one day you feel like crying…… Call me. I don‘t promise that I will make you laugh， But I can cry with you. If one day you want to run away — Don‘t be afraid to ...

Blessing on the hand of women! Angels guard its strength and grace, In the palace, cottage, hovel, Oh, no matter where the place; Would that never storms assailed it, Rainbows ev...

  I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart For the joys of the multitude. And I would not have the tears that sadness makes To flow from my every part turn into laughter. ...