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Case Of You by Joni Mitchell

Just before our love got lost you said “I am as constant as a northern star” And I said “Constantly in the darkness Where’s that at? If you want me I’ll be in the bar” On the back of a … Continue reading

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To My Inconstant Mistress by Thomas Carew

When thou, poor excommunicate From all the joys of love, shalt see The full reward and glorious fate Which my strong faith shall purchase me, Then curse thine own inconstancy. A fairer hand than thine shall cure That heart, which … Continue reading

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Waiting for Icarus by Muriel Rukeyser

He said he would be back and we’d drink wine together He said that everything would be better than before He said we were on the edge of a new relation He said he would never again cringe before his … Continue reading

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Never Love Unless by Thomas Campion

Never love unless you can Bear with all the faults of man: Men sometimes will jealous be Though but little cause they see; And hang the head, as discontent, And speak what straight they will repent. Men that but one … Continue reading

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Sonnet Reversed by Rupert Brooke

Hand trembling towards hand; the amazing lights Of heart and eye. They stood on supreme heights. Ah, the delirious weeks of honeymoon! Soon they returned, and, after strange adventures, Settled at Balham by the end of June. Their money was … Continue reading

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When We Two Parted by George Gordon, Lord Byron

When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow– … Continue reading

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Men by Maya Angelou

When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the street. Wino men, old men. Young men sharp as mustard. See them. Men are always Going somewhere. They knew I was there. … Continue reading

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