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Late fragments by Raymond Carver - Beloved

Late fragment

    Late Fragment And did you get whatyou wanted from this life, even so?I did.And what did you want?To call myself beloved, to feel myselfbeloved on the earth. Raymond Carver (1994, A New Path to the Waterfall) About the author Raymond Carver (1938-1988) wrote his first story on a kitchen table while his two young children… Läs mer om "Late fragment

    A psalm of life by Henry Longfellow

    A psalm of life

      A psalm of life Tell me not, in mournful numbers,Life is but an empty dream!For the soul is dead that slumbers,And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest!And the grave is not its goal;Dust thou art, to dust returnest,Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,Is our… Läs mer om "A psalm of life

      Carpe Diem - Horatius - Ode om ödet - Ode 1:11

      Carpe Diem (Ode över ödet, Horatius 1:11)

        Fråga inte, det är fel att veta, vilka öden gudarna oss skänker. Sök inte efter svar i gudomliga stjärnor,uthärda och låt ditt hjärta anpassa sig. Vintrar kommer, eller detta är vårt sista, vågor mot klipporna kastas. Häll ditt vin, drick det långsamt, låt dina förhoppningar ebb och gå. Tiden flyter när vi talar, ta vara på idag, morgondagen är långt borta och dyster.... Läs mer om "Carpe Diem (Ode över ödet, Horatius 1:11)

        Resistance and miracles - Resume the face

        Resistance

          Resist loss of the miraculousby lowering your standardsfor what constitutes a miracle. It is all a fucking miracle. Resume the facethe desolate facethe radiant facethe face that has become your own. Though all your life you have resisted it. (Louise Erdrich, Advice to myself #2: Resistance)

          river is life

          The river

            The river flows, a winding pathFrom mountain peak to ocean vastCarving canyons, shaping stoneSeeking, always, the unknown Daring leaps off jagged cliffsMist rising as the water shiftsChurning currents, froth and roarRolling boulders, grinding shore Peaceful stretches, languid plainsLazy loops with gentle refrainsSunbeams dance on ripples brightHerons wade in the sparkling light Forests green the mossy… Läs mer om "The river

            Man looking into the mirror

            Love After Love

              The time will comewhen, with elation,you will greet yourself arrivingat your own door, in your own mirror,and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat.You will love again the stranger who was your self.Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heartto itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your… Läs mer om "Love After Love

              Everyting is waiting for you - Poem

              everything is waiting for you

                you might wonderwhat you’ll becomeparalyzed by unknownsand should-have-dones you might look at your lifeand think it’s too lateto love and dancewas not your fate don’t let fear windon’t wallow in doubtbeyond your door the worldinvites you to come out take a chance and do the leapwho knows what you’ll findbeauty and joy and lightare waiting… Läs mer om "everything is waiting for you