Song | A poem by Allen Ginsberg, 1954
Allen Ginsberg, San Francisco, 1959 . The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the...
Allen Ginsberg, San Francisco, 1959 . The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the...
American Forestry Assn., Bird house contest, Washington, D.C., 1921 . In winter I get up at night And dress by...
Louise Glück . Long ago, I was wounded. I lived to revenge myself against my father, not for what he...
Frank O'Hara, 1926-1966 . I think you’re wonderful and so does everyone else. Just as Jackie Kennedy has a baby...
Georg Trakl, Self portrait, 1913 . From deep night I was released. My soul is astonished in immortality, My soul...
Robert Walser by Joseph Pole, 2016 . Because they didn't want me to be young, I became young. Because i...
Hans Arp and Sophie Taeuber-Arp, Ascona, 1925 . You were clear and calm. Next to you, life was tender. When...
William Rothenstein (1872 - 1945), Portrait of Cecil Day Lewis . The sun came out in April The hawthorn in...
Halina Poświatowska, 1957 . I want to write about you With your name to prop the crooked fence The...
Sergei Yesenin (1895-1925) . My friend, my friend, How sick I am. Nor do I know Whence came this sickness....