Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us — shedding light over this world can alone help us.
Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us — shedding light over this world can alone help us.
Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us — shedding light over this world can alone help us.
Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us — shedding light over this world can alone help us.
Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us — shedding light over this world can alone help us.
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Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us

— shedding light over this world can alone help us.
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I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least, Nor do I understand who there can be more wo — Walt Whitman, Song of Myself
Too many poets act like a middle-aged mother trying to get her kids to eat too much cooked meat, and potatoes with dripp — Frank O'Hara
Pleasured equallyIn seeking as in finding,Each detail minding,Old Walt went seekingAnd finding. — Langston Hughes
Poets to ComePOETS to come! orators, singers, musicians to come!Not to-day is to justify me, and answer what I am for;Bu — Walt Whitman
The Open Road goes to the used-car lot. — Louis Simpson, People Live Here: Selected Poems 1948-1983
To the bankrupt poet, to the jilted lover, to anyone who yearns to elude the doubt within and the din without, the tidal — Jacob M. Appel, The Biology of Luck
A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands — How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any morethan he.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition, they do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, they do no — Walt Whitman
I situate myself, and seat myself,And where you recline I shall recline,For every armchair belonging to you as good as b — Henry N. Beard, Poetry for Cats: The Definitive Anthology of Distinguished Feline Verse
Behold the day-break!I awaken you by sitting on your chest and purring in your face,I stir you with muscular paw-prods, — Henry N. Beard, Poetry for Cats: The Definitive Anthology of Distinguished Feline Verse
You can never know where I am or what I am,But I am good company to you nonetheless,And really do regret I broke your in — Henry N. Beard, Poetry for Cats: The Definitive Anthology of Distinguished Feline Verse
What do you think has become of the young and old men? And what do you think has become of the women and children? They — Walt Whitman, Song of Myself