September 2011
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A Love Song by William Carlos Williams
What have I to say to you
When we shall meet?
Yet—
I lie here thinking of you.
The stain of love
Is upon the world.
Yellow, yellow, yellow,
It eats into the leaves,
Smears with saffron
The horned branches that lean
Heavily
Against a smooth purple sky.
There is no light—
Only a honey-thick stain
That drips from leaf to leaf
And limb to limb
Spoiling the colours
Of the whole world.
I am...
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Maybe this is just a waste of time
Because I can’t even look at myself without
Thinking about your ridiculous breakdowns and
Half-assed consolations and comparisons
My heart, too, has had attachments
But I won’t try to hide them under a stone-faced acoustic set
Or unsent love notes lying crumpled on a dirty floor
That has more likely than not seen many a lovers quarrel
Heard...
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“Pablo Neruda- “Love”
Because of you, in gardens of blossoming...”
