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Poet, Lover, Birdwatcher
To force the pace and never to be still
Is not the way of those who study birds
Or women. The best poets wait for words.
The hunt is not an exercise of will
But patient love relaxing on a hill
To note the movement of a timid wing;
Until the one who knows that she is loved
No longer waits but risks surrendering -
In this the poet finds his moral proved
Who never spoke before his spirit moved.
The slow movement seems, somehow, to say much more.
To watch the rarer birds, you have to go
Along deserted lanes and where the rivers flow
In silence near the source, or by a shore
Remote and thorny like the heart's dark floor.
And there the women slowly turn around,
Not only flesh and bone but myths of light
With darkness at the core, and sense is found
But poets lost in crooked, restless flight,
The deaf can hear, the blind recover sight.
-- Nissim Ezekiel
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Is not the way of those who study birds
Or women. The best poets wait for words.
The hunt is not an exercise of will
But patient love relaxing on a hill
To note the movement of a timid wing;
Until the one who knows that she is loved
No longer waits but risks surrendering -
In this the poet finds his moral proved
Who never spoke before his spirit moved.
The slow movement seems, somehow, to say much more.
To watch the rarer birds, you have to go
Along deserted lanes and where the rivers flow
In silence near the source, or by a shore
Remote and thorny like the heart's dark floor.
And there the women slowly turn around,
Not only flesh and bone but myths of light
With darkness at the core, and sense is found
But poets lost in crooked, restless flight,
The deaf can hear, the blind recover sight.
-- Nissim Ezekiel
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| cloudheart | my poem | 0 | Oct 2 2007, 2:33 PM EDT by cloudheart | ||
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nobody is my friend nobody pushes me on the swing nobody loves me now nobodys gone but i still love nobody from: hannah |
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| Anonymous | Glad to find a poetry site. | 0 | Sep 11 2007, 4:53 AM EDT by Anonymous | ||
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Enjoy reading poems on your site. Visit my site and read some of my own unique poetry! search+this+wikischizoaripiprazole
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| paintchip | Looks like we have similar creative spirits! :-) | 0 | Feb 14 2007, 1:36 PM EST by paintchip | ||
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I hope you'll come help "grow" the Artful Shares Wiki!
-->> http://artshares.wetpaint.com <<-- It's open to any and every creative soul! We're looking for content on any type of art style you can imagine. Add your page to our "Artists Lising" section and see if it helps lead folks to your wiki! Then stick around and share some of your great artful insterests with us too! |
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