Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense
If you are going to kill me, kill me, it is alright.When the friend kills, a new life will rise.
O, never say that I was false of heart,Though absence seem’d my flame to qualify.As easy might I from myself departAs from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie:That is my home of love: if I have ranged,Like him that travels I return again,Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,So that myself…
The other two, slight air and purging fire,Are both with thee, wherever I abide;The first my thought, the other my desire,These present-absent with swift motion slide.For when these quicker elements are goneIn tender embassy of love to thee,My life, being made of four, with two aloneSinks down to death, oppressed with melancholy;Until life’s composition be…
O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide,The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,That did not better for my life provideThan public means which public manners breeds.Thence comes it that my name receives a brand,And almost thence my nature is subduedTo what it works in, like the dyer’s hand.Pity me then, and wish I…
Against my love shall be as I am nowWith Time’s injurious hand crushed and o’erworn,When hours have drained his blood and filled his browWith lines and wrinkles, when his youthful mornHath travelled on to age’s steepy night,And all those beauties whereof now he’s kingAre vanishing, or vanished out of sight,Stealing away the treasure of his…
of all our sexual wantingwill look, lift your faceand say,Like this.When someone mentions the gracefulnessof the nightsky, climb up on the roofand dance and say,Like this.If anyone wants to know what ‘spirit’ is,or what ‘God’s fragrance’ means,lean your head toward him or her.Keep your face there close.Like this.When someone quotes the old poetic imageabout clouds…