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Category Archives: poetry

Stills and Stiller

Oh Alice, Alice, Alice, the world will never know!
How will they know
What they want to know,
When time is the snatch thief;
Memory,
a leaf.

The Soul Selects Her Own Society

Charles Bukowski, Pablo Neruda, Virginia Woolf’s short fiction, a Daniel Johnston book, a quick history guide for graphics, A.A. Milne and a couple of other poetry books – these are the books we have sold randomly. When the tenants upstairs moved away, we recycled some of their old cupboards into a mini bookshelf, fit for [...]

Poem For A Heart In The City

YOU do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles [...]

The Sound A Bell Makes

He said no word of her to us
Nor we of her to him,
But oh it saddened us to see
How wan he grew and thin.
We said:  she eats him day and night
And draws the blood from him,
We did not know but said we thought
This was why he grew thin.
One day we called and rang the bell
No [...]

Where is the year’s heart?

VII.

I hide myself within my flower,
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too –
And angels know the rest.
I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.
With A Flower, Emily Dickinson
As for me, so fast. Too sudden. And the more with each year I encounter.
For tousled lovers [...]

My Heart Goes Out

My heart goes out to my Creator in love
Who gave me Death, as end and remedy.
All living creatures come to quiet Death
For him to eat up their activity
And give them nothing, which is what they want although
When they are living they do not think so.
- Stevie Smith

Today we drove by Orchard Road. Ion appears like [...]

The Frog Prince

Stevie (the name of our store) is named after Stevie Smith and Stevie Nicks. Hwee Yee and I love the words of Stevie Smith, as much as we love the world brought on by Stevie Nicks’ voice. I hope to share with you poem after poem… Today’s is The Frog Prince. Many times I am [...]