How I long...
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The Swan. | 0 | 08/14/2009 |
| Lucky. | 0 | 07/22/2009 |
| It rhymes with... | 0 | 07/21/2009 |
| Bubble. | 0 | 07/21/2009 |
| I think. | 0 | 07/21/2009 |
| How I long... | 0 | 07/20/2009 |
| Dream it... | 0 | 07/20/2009 |
| Never... | 0 | 07/20/2009 |
| My last Christmas... | 1 | 07/20/2009 |
| Love spoke... | 0 | 07/20/2009 |
| Let. | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| "Gwen Stefani" | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
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