“Moon, worn thin to the width of a quill,/ In the dawn clouds flying,/ How good to go, light into light, and still/ Giving light, dying.” GivingStillsLightDyingMoonCloudsFlyingDawnWornQuillsWidthGiving Light Book:Mirror of the Heart: Poems of Sara Teasdale Source: Mirror of the Heart: Poems of Sara Teasdale
“The garden rose may richly bloom In cultured soil and genial air, To cloud the light of Fashion's room Or droop in Beauty's midnight hair, In lonelier grace, to sun and dew The sweetbrier on the hillside shows Its single leaf and fainter hue, Untrained and wildly free, yet still a sister rose!” MayStillsShowsLightRoomsSunGraceAirFashionHairGardenRoseCloudsSoilLeafsMidnightDewHue Book:The complete poetical works of John Greenleaf Whittier Source: The complete poetical works of John Greenleaf Whittier
“Years go by Will I still be waiting For somebody else to understand Years go by If I'm stripped of my beauty And the orange clouds Raining in head Years go by Will I choke on my tears Till finally there is nothing left One more casualty You know we're too easy Easy Easy” IfsKnowsYearsStillsLeftEasyWaitingTearsRainCloudsOrangeChokeCasualties Author:Tori Amos