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by
Beppe Wolgers |
Hhh
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by
Mother Goose |
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by
Elizabeth Jennings |
Answers
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by
Muhammad Ali |
Me — wheee!
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by
Derek Walcott |
The Sea Is History
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by
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe |
HAND in hand! and lip to lip!
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by
A R Ammons |
One failure on
Top of another
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by
Jack Kerouac |
The taste
of rain
—Why kneel?
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by
Matsuo Basho |
A bee
staggers out
of the peony.
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by
Louise Bogan |
At midnight tears
Run in your ears.
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by
Muhammad Ali |
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
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by
Kobayashi Issa |
Napped half the day;
no one
punished me!
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by
Yosa Buson |
Old well,
a fish leaps--
dark sound.
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by
Kobayashi Issa |
In spring rain
a pretty girl
yawning.
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by
Yosa Buson |
Sparrow singing--
its tiny mouth
open.
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by
Jack Kerouac |
Birds singing
in the dark
—Rainy dawn.
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by
Kobayashi Issa |
Not very anxious
to bloom,
my plum tree.
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by
Edward Estlin (E E) Cummings |
l(a
le
af
fa
ll
s)
one
l
iness
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by
Barry Tebb |
Too much gone wrong –
No Muse, no song.
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by
Emily Dickinson |
Society for me my misery
Since Gift of Thee --
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by
Kobayashi Issa |
How much
are you enjying yourself,
tiger moth?
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by
Kobayashi Issa |
I'm going out,
flies, so relax,
make love.
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by
Richard Brautigan |
Forget love
I want to die
in your yellow hair
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by
Yosa Buson |
Evening wind:
water laps
the heron's legs.
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by
Emily Dickinson |
Is Immortality a bane
That men are so oppressed?
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