To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
You said Isthere anything whichis dead or alive more beautifulthan my body,to have in your fingers(trembling ever so little)?Looking intoyour eyes Nothing,i said,except theair of spring smelling of ne...
The poems to come are for you and for me and are not for mostpeople... you and i are human beings; mostpeople are snobs.
Nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose texture compels me with the colour of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (i...
My sweet old etceteraaunt lucy during the recentwar could and whatis more did tell you justwhat everybody was fightingfor,my sisterisabel created hundreds(andhundreds) of socks not tomention shirts fl...
Let's start a magazine to hell with literature we want something redbloodedlousy with pure reeking with stark and fearlessly obscenebut really clean get what I mean let’s not spoil it let’s make it se...
I charge laughing. Into the hair-thin tintsof yellow dawn,into the women-coloured twilight
I am a little church(no great cathedral)far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities--i do not worry if briefer days grow briefest,i am not sorry when sun and rain make aprilmy life is the lif...
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the root of the root and the bud of the budand the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which growshigher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
Dont get me wrong oblivion I never loved you kiddo you that was always sticking around spoiling me for everyone else telling me how it would make you nutty if I didnt let you go the distance and I...
Because it'sSpringthingSdare to do people(& notthe other wayround)because it's AprilLives lead their ownpersons(insteadof everybodyelse's)butwhat's whollymarvellous myDarlingis that you &i are more th...
All by all and deep by deepand more by more they dream their sleep
I will not kiss your fucking flag
The hillslike poets put onpurple thought againstthe magnificent clamor ofdaytorturedin gold
May i feel said he(i'll squeal said shejust once said he)it's fun said she(may i touch said hehow much said shea lot said he)why not said she(let's go said henot too far said shewhat's too far said he...
If i or anybody don't know where it her his my next meal's coming from i say to hell with that that doesn't matter (and if he she it or everybody gets a bellyful without lifting my finger i say to hel...
I shall imagine lifeis not worth dying,if(and when)roses complaintheir beauties are in vainbut though mankind persuadesitself that every weed'sa rose,roses(you feelcertain)will only smile
I Stepinto the notmerely immeasurable intothe mightily alive thedear beautiful eternal night
Hate blows a bubble of despair intohugeness world system universe and bang-fear buries a tomorrow under woeand up comes yesterday most green and young
En algún lugar al que nunca he viajado, gozosamente más alláde cualquier experiencia, tus ojos tienen su silencio:en tu gesto más frágil hay cosas que me abarcan,o que no puedo tocar porque están dema...