How To Meditate – by Jack Kerouac

How To Meditate -lights out- fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneous ecstasy like a shot of heroin or morphine, the gland inside of my brain discharging the good glad fluid...

O Captain! My Captain! – By Walt Whitman

O Captain! My Captain! O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port...

“Between Us Now” – by Thomas Hardy

Between Us Now Between us now and here - Two thrown together Who are not wont to wear Life's flushest feather - Who see the scenes slide past, The daytimes...

City That Does Not Sleep – by Federico García Lorca

City That Does Not Sleep In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody. Nobody is asleep. The creatures of the moon sniff and prowl about their...

I’m Nobody! Who Are You? – By Emily Dickinson

I’m Nobody! Who are you? I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there’s a pair of us! Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – ...

There Is A June When Corn Is Cut – by Emily Dickinson

There Is A June When Corn Is Cut There is a June when Corn is cut And Roses in the Seed— A Summer briefer than the first But...

A Dream Within A Dream – by Edgar Allan Poe ( +Documentary about Poe...

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been...

If You Forget Me – by Pablo Neruda (read by Madonna)

I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my...

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou (read by Maya Angelou)

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think...

Your Heart – By Leonard Cohen

Your Heart I told the truth and look where it got me I should have written about the secret rivers under Toronto and the trials of the Faculty Club but no I pulled...

24 September 1945 – by Nazim Hikmet

24 September 1945 The most beautiful sea hasn't been crossed yet. The most beautiful child hasn't grown up yet. Our most beautiful days we haven't seen yet. And the most beautiful...

Love Is More Thicker Than Forget – by E.E. Cummings

love is more thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom than a wave is wet more frequent than to fail it is most mad and moonly and...

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