World Poetry Day—some lines and phrases linger for seconds, others for hours, and a few for lifetimes.

We look up at the stars, the steady sound
Of the wind turning the night like a ceiling fan.
This is our home.
(Frank Stanford; Riverlight)
I know too – without statistics – that right now Schubert is being played
in some room over there and that for someone the notes are
more real than anything else.
(Tomas Tranströmer; Schubertiana)
[…] The silence
continues, deep and neutral,
as I stand there, loving you.
Eight million Shinto deities
Travel secretly throughout the earth.
Those modest gods touch us–
Touch us and move on.
(Jorges Luis Borges; Shinto)

oh be unlikely forever

(W.S. Merwin; To the Unlikely Event)

Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind

(Edna St. Vincent Millay; Dirge Without Music)


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