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NIKKI GIOVANNI
Being and Nothingness
(to quote a philosopher)
i haven’t done anything
meaningful in so long
it’s almost meaningful
to do nothing
i suppose i could fall in love
or at least in line
since i’m so discontented
but that takes effort
and i don’t want to exert anything
neither my energy nor my emotions
i’ve always prided myself
on being a child of the sixties
and we are all finished
so that makes being
nothing
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IVAN BLATNY
Rodina (Family)
I feel at home with you, when watering the cacti,
the rubber plant, the ivy and the rest.
I must be going then, your putting right my neck-tie,
the breakfast's over now and you can have a rest.
And when the evening comes, I'm back to our harbour,
the world's a picture now, you are the golden frame,
with our dogs and cats, the mantel-piece of marble,
for years and years from now it will be quite the same.
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ALLEN GINSBERG
An Eastern Ballad
I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
She moves in thought she cannot speak.
Perfect care has made her bleak.
I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.
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