Poetry Night Gallery
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lizawithazed:please play Night in the Woods
Join us this Saturday, April 1st for Beyond the Blues on our favorite night, Target First Saturday,
I’ve always loved friends of the WayAlways held them dearMeeting a stranger with silent springsGreet
“it’s just me tonight”
violentwavesofemotion:Novalis, tr. by Mabel Cotterell, from Selected Writings; “Hymns To The Night,”
Chuck Carlise, from “I Can Tell You a Story”[Text ID: “It’s the middle of night, & I’ve rolled t
Ocean Vuong, ‘Into the Breach’, Night Sky With Exit Wounds
Adonis, ‘Desert’, The Pages of Day and Night (trans. Samuel Hazo)[Text ID: “Night.Trees seem like te
Walt Whitman, “A Clear Midnight”, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “Night, sleep, death and the stars.”]
Paul Eluard, “The Last Night”, Selected Poems (trans. Gilbert Bowen)[Text ID: “This murderous little
Adonis, from ‘Transformations of the Lover’, The Pages of Day and Night (trans. Samuel Hazo)[Text ID
Adonis, from ‘Transformations of the Lover’, The Pages of Day and Night (trans. Samuel Hazo)[Text ID
Every Night in the Worldeverynightin theworldis a nightin the hospital—Robert LaxPhotograph: Robert
‘Twas the Night Before XXXmas (Cuckold Version)'Twas the night before XXXmas, when all through
sabrebash: If you follow Selmers to the poetry society meeting in Night In The Woods, this is her po
croathia:John Keats, manuscript piece of his Ode to a Nightingale.
boykeats:November by Keaton St. James[Poem transcript: ”in the city at night, the buildings gleamwhi
when the sky is dark and stars are scattered up above us,when the night air is cool, the wind nothin
Past one o’clock. You must have gone to bed.The Milky Way streams silver through the night. I’m in n
Walt Whitman, ‘When I heard at the Close of Day’, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “And that night, while al
Original manuscript of ‘Ode to the Nightingale’ by John Keats
Typewriter Poetry #1258 by James Andrew CrosbyIf you haven’t yet, make sure to grab a copy of my new
gnossienne:John Keats, Ode to a Nightingale
I visited the temple beforeI stayed there again last nightsounds floated into space from a dark ravi
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