Whiteness
White sleeves
Wrapped around
Warming me
With hospitable relief.
Whiteness
White sleeves
Wrapped around
Warming me
With hospitable relief.
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
Whiteness | 1 | 07/23/2009 |
Jubilation | 0 | 07/23/2009 |
Bolt From the Blues | 0 | 07/23/2009 |
One Moment | 0 | 07/23/2009 |
Lock Solid | 1 | 07/23/2009 |
The Artiste | 1 | 07/21/2009 |
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