Love Sonnet XI by Pablo Neruda

Love Sonnet XI I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me,...

Sean Connery reads ”Ithaka” by Constantine P. Cavafy

Ithaca by C.P.Cavafy As you set out for Ithaka hope your road is a long one, full of adventure, full of discovery. Laistrygonians, Cyclops, angry Poseidon-don't be afraid of...

Are You Drinking? – by Charles Bukowski

washed-up, on shore, the old yellow notebook out again I write from the bed as I did last year. will see the doctor, Monday. "yes, doctor, weak legs, vertigo, head- aches and...

Howl by Allen Ginsberg

For Carl Solomon I   I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking...

Daddy By Sylvia Plath ( Sylvia Plath reading )

Daddy You do not do, you do not do Any more, black shoe In which I have lived like a foot For thirty years, poor and white, Barely daring...

MASKS by Shel Silverstein

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To My Mother by Edgar Allan Poe

Because I feel that, in the Heavens above, The angels, whispering to one another, Can find, among their burning terms of love, None so devotional as that...

A Poison Tree by William Blake

I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did...

Romance by Edgar Allan Poe

Romance, who loves to nod and sing With drowsy head and folded wing Among the green leaves as they shake Far down within some shadowy lake, To me...

All the World’s a Stage by William Shakespeare

All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays...

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas (Dylan Thomas reads)

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage,...

I Taught Myself To Live Simply by Anna Akhmatova

I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God, and to wander long before evening to tire my superfluous...

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