If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lay with me and just forget the world?
Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars
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Gennady Aygi, from Into the Snow: Selected Poems of Gennady Aygi; “Outskirts: Winter; Without People” (translated by Sarah Valentine)
Text ID: this / glow: / blood—
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If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lay with me and just forget the world?
Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars
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Sara Teasdale, from “The Garden” in The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge poem The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
Illustrated by Gustave Doré (French, 1832-1883)
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I knew it was beautiful, but knowing something is beautiful and caring about it are are two very different things
Let it Snow: three holiday romances
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THE WAY OF THE WORLD
Three little people from the big, big town
Gazed up into the tall, tall tree ;
“Look here ! Oh, look here !” cried they all. “How queer ;
What can those funny creatures be ?”
Wide, wide awake were the two solemn owls ;
They had slept all day at their ease.
Now they peered down below at the children in a row,
And muttered : “What on earth are these ?”
High, high from the sky the moon looked down.
“It’s very, very odd,” said he,
“That anyone should care to dwell down there
Instead of in the sky like me.”
But owls still go prowling in the deep, deep night,
When the children bundle home to their rest ;
And everyone, my dear, thinks the other one is queer.
‘T is a funny, funny world at the best.
Author : Frida Augusta Lucy Wolfe
Illustrator : Dorothy Rees
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Gennady Aygi, from Into the Snow: Selected Poems of Gennady Aygi; “A Few Notes on Poetry” (translated by Sarah Valentine)
Text ID: Not to speculate on "despair." (In real despair, art is nearly wordless... — for such is the light that squeezes through.)
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