The Ants and the Clock
By HH
The ants all marched in tidy lines, And counted dots and drew their signs. "The numbers fit! The charts are fine! We've measured every grand decline!" They counted red, they counted blue, An…
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By HH
The ants all marched in tidy lines, And counted dots and drew their signs. "The numbers fit! The charts are fine! We've measured every grand decline!" They counted red, they counted blue, An…
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The little cat had lost his house, His silver dish, his clockwork mouse. He walked where crooked branches spread Like hungry fingers overhead. A mountain moved between the trees And brought …
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Kree-ah! Come, my silver wing! You cross the sky and softly sing; I send you every song I know— But still you hum and onward go. Kree-ah, kree-ah, fly with me! Over the hill and over the tre…
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twinkle twinkle, up so high we still fight, don’t ask why twinkle twinkle, little light we say wrong, we say right say it’s true, say it’s right then we swing, then we fight nothing here sai…
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“Of every man, against every man.” — Thomas Hobbes “Man is something that is to be surpassed.” — Friedrich Nietzsche They seem like they’re drowning, though. They seem like they’re drowning,…
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he spoke of brighter days to come, where hunger fades and hearts grow numb. he smiled through fog — the crowd believed, their pockets light, their hope retrieved. he said, “the shore’s a pro…
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Testing, testing. Hope this shit works. The mouse has a mop and the owl has concerns. I posted a thought. It came back with a fee. “Who’s charging?” I asked. Said the owl, “Certainly not me.…
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Pick up a stone, put somebody down. Call it your home, put a fence around. Teach your little boy how to stand his ground. Give him your stone when you lay yours down. King wants land, so he …
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I'm not the biggest, never was. No iron skin, no bones of steel. I've never quite understood the cause Of something in me that won't yield. I know a fist can break a jaw. I know a bullet doe…
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Basel, Switzerland! 1943! A curious chemist makes a discovery! Please remain seated... Too late. --- Just say no, just say no, That's what they told us long ago. Close your eyes and count to…
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In the middle of winter, I finally learned that an invincible summer lived within me.…
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Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high; Where knowledge is free; Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls; Where words come out from t…
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Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That cou…
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What happens when you stop giving yourself something to reach for?…
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The choice you made. The story you tell yourself afterward.…
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to …
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Finding your way back to the person you were before you forgot yourself.…
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Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You…
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A refusal to have your dignity decided by the people threatening it.…
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A voice from China. Read the poem at its source.…
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A voice from Russia. Read the poem at its source.…
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A voice from Palestine. Read the poem at its source.…
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A voice from Poland. Read the poem at its source.…
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A voice from South Korea. Read the poem at its source.…
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A voice from Syria / Lebanon. Read the poem at its source.…
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A voice from Nigeria. Read the poem at its source.…
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A voice from Aotearoa New Zealand. Read the poem at its source.…
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Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried al…
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I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And …
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’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws t…
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Mistah Kurtz—he dead. A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Ar…
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A witless gallant a young wench that woo'd (Yet his dull spirit her not one jot could move), Entreated me, as e'er I wish'd his good, To write him but one sonnet to his love; When I, as fast…
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See here an easy feast that knows no wound, That under hunger's teeth will needs be sound; A subtle harvest of unbounded bread, What would ye more? Here food itself is fed.…
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Arise then...women of this day! Arise, all women who have hearts! Whether your baptism be of water or of tears! Say firmly: "We will not have questions answered by irrelevant agencies, Our h…
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