Want everything. If you break
break going out not in.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: daughters, family, loss, love poetry, Michael Ondaatje
Want everything. If you break
break going out not in.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: daughters, family, loss, love poetry, Michael Ondaatje
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: imagery, loss, love poetry, mythology, W.B. Yeats
“‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more.”
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: Edgar Allen Poe, loss, repetend, unsettling