December 21, 2025

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Winter TreesThe wet dawn inks are doing their blue dissolve. / On their blotter of fog the trees / Seem a botanical drawing --

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Do not stand at my grave and weepDo not stand at my grave and weep.. / I am not there. I do not sleep. / I am a thousand winds that blow,

Mary Elizabeth Frye12

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Thy Fingers Make Early FlowersThy fingers make early flowers / of all things. / thy hair mostly the hours love:

E. E. Cummings21

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Poem For My 43rd BirthdayTo end up alone / in a tomb of a room / without cigarettes

Charles Bukowski26

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Other poems

Why Did You Gowhy did you go / little fourpaws? / you forgot to shut

E. E. Cummings16

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If I Believeif i believe / in death be sure / of this

E. E. Cummings47

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Even A Pencil Has Fear Toeven a pencil has fear to / do the posed body luckily made / a pen is dreadfully afraid

E. E. Cummings18

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Ah Vastness of PinesAh vastness of pines, murmur of waves breaking, / slow play of lights, solitary bell, / twilight falling in your eyes, toy doll,

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I had been hungry, all the Years579 / I had been hungry, all the Years— / My Noon had Come—to dine—

Emily Dickinson21

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The Meaning of LoveBoth light and shadow / are the dance of Love. / Love has no cause;

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