Nakedness Poems

Then said Almitra, 'Speak to us of Love.'

And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them.

And with a great voice he said:

When love beckons to you follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep.
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First, her tippet made of tulle,
easily lifted off her shoulders and laid
on the back of a wooden chair.
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I weep for Adonais -he is dead!
O, weep for Adonais! though our tears
Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head!
And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years
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Part One


The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles and give them to the hungry.
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What is Africa to me:
Copper sun or scarlet sea,
Jungle star or jungle track,
Strong bronzed men, or regal black
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There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
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I will give you a poem when you wake tomorrow.
It will be a peaceful poem.
It won’t make you sad.
It won’t make you miserable.
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Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth,
Far from me but here all the same without your knowing,
Far from me and even more silent because I imagine you endlessly.
Far from me, my lovely mirage and eternal dream, you cannot know.
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In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead.
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid courted by Incapacity.
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Let us not talk philosophy, drop it, Jeanne.
So many words, so much paper, who can stand it.
I told you the truth about my distancing myself.
I've stopped worrying about my misshapen life.
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Rintrah roars and shakes his
fires in the burdenM air,
Hungry clouds swag on the deep.
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Come, madam, come, all rest my powers defy,
Until I labor, I in labor lie.
The foe oft-times having the foe in sight,
Is tired with standing though he never fight.
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Fruit of My Being

Beautiful flower in my garden,
Infinite is the tree,
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Twenty-eight naked young women bathed by the shore
Or near the bank of a woodland lake
Twenty-eight girls and all of them comely
Worthy of Mack Sennett's camera and Florenz Ziegfield's
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Life and Thought have gone away
Side by side,
Leaving door and windows wide.
Careless tenants they!
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Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,
A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;
Blinks but an hour or two; and then,
A blood-red orange, sets again.
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For me, the naked and the nude
(By lexicographers construed
As synonyms that should express
The same deficiency of dress
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Come, Madam, come, all rest my powers defy,
Until I labour, I in labour lie.
The foe oft-times having the foe in sight,
Is tired with standing though they never fight.
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Softly and humbly to the Gulf of Arabs
The convoys of dead sailors come;
At night they sway and wander in the waters far under,
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(in reply to Shakira Nandini's poem 'Crafting My Existence'*)
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It is your talent to cloak yourself in your own atmosphere.
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The Nudity Lost
The Nudity of Soul - does it work
Like Nakedness of Flesh in flashing World?
This shameless question worthy is of Talk
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Baby I don't
want to see nothing
but your nakedness
I don't want to see
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In my stupidity
I listened to silence
Whispering sweet nothings
I relented to its wish
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From the time of Eve and Adam
We clothed ourselves with the veil of secrets
Covering our spirit with foreign materials
We hid from both the light within and outside
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PARTED SOUL

Parted souls walking through the streets
Speak of nothingness
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Nakedness! !

Your skirts are Uncovered,
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Real Intimacy is not about sex,
It is not about the body's nakedness.
Real Intimacy is the nakedness of the soul.
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