Reading Quotes Gallery

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Walt Whitman, “A Clear Midnight”, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “Night, sleep, death and the stars.”]
Octavio Paz, ‘Letter of Testimony’, A Tree Within (trans. Eliot Weinberger) [Text ID: “ Blood:music
Antonio Porchia, Voices (trans. W. S. Merwin)
Moikom Zeqo, ‘I Don’t Believe in Ghosts’, I Don’t Believe in Ghosts: Poems from ‘Meduza’ (trans. Way
Chu Yohan, ‘Life, Death’ (trans. Kyung-Ja Chun and by Chong Bum Kim), The Columbia Anthology o
Paul Eluard, “The Last Night”, Selected Poems (trans. Gilbert Bowen)[Text ID: “This murderous little
Emily Dickinson, ‘The name–of it–is Autumn’ (Poem 656), The Complete Poems of Emily Dick
Mona Sa’udi, from ‘So drunk am i’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by A
 dedication in Maram al-Masri’s Barefoot Souls (trans. Theo Dorgan)
Ntozake Shange, For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide / When the Rainbow is Enuf: A Choreopo
James Joyce, Giacomo Joyce[Text ID: “Mine eyes fail in darkness, mine eyes fail,Mine eyes fail in da
James Joyce, Giacomo Joyce[Text ID: “sliding–space–ages–foliage of stars–and
James Joyce, Giacomo Joyce[Text ID: “My voice, dying in the echoes of its words,”]
Nina Cassian, ‘Thanks’ (trans. Laura Schiff), Life Sentence: Selected Poems
Samuel Beckett, ‘Krapp’s Last Tape’, Krapp’s Last Tape and Other Dramatic Pieces[Text ID: “Past midn
Ilya Kaminsky, ‘And While Puppeteers Are Arrested’, Deaf Republic[Text ID: “silence?it is a stick I
Antonio Porchia, Voices (trans. W.S. Merwin)
Walt Whitman, “Ashes of Soldiers”, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “Sweet are the blooming cheeks of the li
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Adonis, ‘I Imagine a Poet’, Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa)[Text ID: “Is this rea
Walt Whitman, “So Long”, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “I foresee too much, it means more than I thought,
Paul Eluard, “Dominique Present Today”, Selected Poems (trans. Gilbert Bowen)[Text ID: “It was from
Walt Whitman, “Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking”, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “Loved! loved! loved!
Walt Whitman, from “Dirge for Two Veterans”, Leaves of Grass[Text ID: “Lo, the moon ascending,up fro
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