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Poetry Quotes (Exposure (Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds…
Poetry Quotes
Ozymandias
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"Half sunk, a shattered visage lies
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Tell that its sculptor well those passions read, which yet survive
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London
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Mark in every face I meet, marks of weakness, marks of woe
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The Prelude
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Small circles glittering idly in the moon, until they melted into one track of sparkling light
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A huge peak, black and huge, as if with voluntary power instinct, upreared its head
There hung a darkness, call it solitude or blank desertion
But huge and mighty forms, that do not live like living men
Moved slowly through the mind my day, and were a trouble to my dreams
My Last Duchess
'Twas not her husband's presence only, called that spot of joy into the Duchess' cheek
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Sir, you - his lust for power
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Notice Neptune though, taming a sea horse
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Exposure
Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knive us...
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The flickering gunnery rumbles far off, like a dull rumour of some other war
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War lasts, rain soaks, and clouds say stormy
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Forgotten dreams, and stare, snow dazed
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All their eyes are ice, but nothing happens
Shrivelling many hands, puckering foreheads crisp
Storm on the Island
We are prepared, we build our houses squat
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Spits like a turned cat, turned savage
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Strange, it is a huge nothing that we fear
Remains
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Sort of inside out, pain itself, the image of agony
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Then I'm home on leave, but I blink and he bursts again through the doors
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Poppies
Spasms of paper red, disrupting a blockade of yellow bias binding around your blazer
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All my words flattened, rolled, turned into felt
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A split second and you were away, intoxicated
The dove pulled freely against eh sky, an ornamental stitch
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Tissue
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See how easily they fall away on a sigh, as shift in the direction of the wind
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Rivers make, roads, railtracks, mountainfolds
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Shapes pride can make, find a way to trace a grand design
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The Emigree
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The bright, filled paperweight
It may be sick with tyrants, but I am branded by an impression of sunlight
The white streets of that city, the graceful slopes
As time rolls its tanks, and the frontiers rise between us
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My city hinds behind me, they mutter death, and my shadow falls as evidence of sunlight
Checking Out Me History
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Bandage me up to me own history, bandage me up to me own identity
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Dem tell me about de man who ... Nanny de maroon (Useful for nursery rhyme - usefulness of education)
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Kamikaze
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Must have looked down at the little fishing boats strung out like bunting on a green-blue translucent sea
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A tune, the dark prince muscular, dangerous
Only we children still chatted and laughed, till we gradually too learned to be silent
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She said, he must have wondered which had been the better way to die
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