This isn't due to being incomplete, but rather because I possess the brilliance to continue evolving. Everything I need to lead a vibrant li

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It's meant to be a "here's something you can explore in your free time" kind of thing. Don't be intimidated by poetry, just enjoy it. Listen

A soldier is given weapons to defend his nation from the enemy But a warrior chooses his own weapon to conquer his adversaries Sell your...

Miyazawa Kenji, originally known as an agriculture teacher, gained recognition as a poet only posthumously. However, his poems have since ga

Shu Ting uses a factory assembly line comparison to represent the societal standards common during Communist control in the later half of th

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The Prodigal is a long poem, about 100 pages long, divided into eighteen segments of carefree verse for no discernible reason. Exile is a ce

I hope you'll pardon the informality of this letter, postmarked Olympia (Greece, not Washington), its task not simple: crossing lin

The mad emperor Caligula assassinated his cousin, jealous of his purple cloak, and the mad emperor’s mouth foamed as if he’d swallowed dete

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Come let us pity those who are better off than we are. Come, my friend, and remember that the rich have butlers and no friends, And we have

The trees in my east-looking garden are bursting out with new twigs, They try to stir new affection, And men say the sun and moon keep on mo

So many years of misguided self-reflection, examining every curve in the mirror! Alone, locked down, I buy online three ice blue nightgowns

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The young bloods come round less often now, Pelting your shutters and making a row And robbing your beauty sleep. Now the door Clings...

This poem can be clearly categorized as exhortation poetry, in which he calls out to his fellow soldiers to remain brave, strong, and courag

I have pressed your letter again and again to my lips, sweetest Helen — bathing it in tears of joy, or of a “divine despair”. But I — who...

The unconsecrated foe entered my courts, Placed his unwashed hands upon me, And caused me to tremble. Putting forth his hand He smote me...

I hated all my toil in which I had toiled under the sun, seeing that I must leave it to the man who will come after me; and who knows...