For they are a fragrance, and I am a flint and a fire,
I am an answer, they are only a call.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: defiance, identity, love poetry, Sara Teasdale
For they are a fragrance, and I am a flint and a fire,
I am an answer, they are only a call.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: defiance, identity, love poetry, Sara Teasdale
equal to itself
mindful of its limits
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: nature, philosophy, translation, truth, Zbigniew Herbert
My eyes saw darkness; I did not see the invisible light
In the depths and layers of your darkness, the light
That is the source of the universe;
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: death, journeys, poems about art, poems about poetry, Rabindranath Tagore, translation