[…]
I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendos,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after.
[…]
~ Wallace Stevens, Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
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I can't sleep…
[…]
I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendos,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after.
[…]
~ Wallace Stevens, Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
Image Source: livetalskare
Notes:
Seen enough
[…]
Had enough
[…]
Enough
[…]
— Arthur Rimbaud, Departure. Selected Poems & Letters
Notes:
This morning the redbirds’ eggs
have hatched and already the chicks
are chirping for food.
They don’t know where it’s coming from,
they just keep shouting, “More! More!”
As to anything else, they haven’t
had a single thought. Their eyes
haven’t yet opened, they know nothing
about the sky that’s waiting. Or
the thousands, the millions of trees.
The don’t even know they have wings.
And just like that, like a simple
neighborhood event, a miracle is
taking place.
~ Mary Oliver, This Morning. Felicity: Poems
Photo: Mr. Greenjeans