Lina Poems - Poems about Lina

...Love in Kyiv by Natalka Bilotserkivets translation by Michael R. Burch Love is more terrible in Kyiv than spectacular Venetian passions, than butterflies morphing into bright tapers– winged c......

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...Six relatives shell upon shell of relationships Each layer has its function Even hens keeps the family in order My sister Lina and I are completely different only a leaf thin wall separate......

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...Being lost in grieve is the Loneliest place on earth The days are dark and the Nights are darker it's the kind of heartache You feel deep in your soul You will never get over it But you will ......

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...My Dearest sister Stacie how my heart ach the pain and hurt I'm feeling leaving me with out words I cant believe the News because I just talked to you last week. My dearest Friend Stacie wh......

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...We made love. Sweet sweet love. I initiated it. I forced it until it happened. And when it did happen, it was against her will. I raped her. Was it really love if I violently forced myself on......

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...There was much ado in fairyland, The flowers bloomed and mild sunshine fell, At altar did Tom and Lina stand. Little folk came from across the land, They came to bless and to wish......

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...Yet, there at the table…I couldn't help but sway and dance in my seat. Yes, dance while throwing my black mane out behind me, my arms moving in sync with the beat. My students looked at me and smile......

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...Members of the soup, Every one a cool poet An exstraudany group, And they should know it Breidenthal - Laura Lucas - Rebecca Cook - Samantha - Jes......

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...........~~~........ comets flashing hot-rod wands still~ trellis of clouds twine hands shared pillows curl ~ ~ holy lands luscious ......

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...While I sat at a sofa In the living room I looked everywhere No one was there My parents sleeping, my sister sick And I am waiting for the bus Suddenly the made called for me: The bus louzana......

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...Motivation of complexity, A web of mystification where The beauty of numbers emerges… Holding the meaning of logic, of Equality, of righteous thinking, Making the world more meaningful, As it ......

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