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Behold, I am aged and my eyes are dim and my hands heavy and shaky, and at a time when my strength, enabling me to remain standing upon my watch, is ebbing away—with the yoke of the…
Enough of girls! I’d rather live alone
Than touch those reptiles, though they may be fair.
I’m sick and tired of wasting on the air
My strength and every penny that I own.
For once they’re mine…
O age! Here’s something new that I have filledWith old, like fine oil in a flask.A kind of verse to please men’s mouths and mindsI have invented for exploring love.I provide a model of the differenceB…
I sinned, so Time has weighed me down with chains;
therefore I can’t attend you in your joy.
But though my chariots—my feet—are slow,
Do not refuse the wish of your anointed (Psalms 132:10).
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Only three exits are becoming to every woman, big or small. The first is when she exits from the womb, dirtied, as if from a deep swamp. The second is when she exits from her woman’s tent and enters…
And veins web her temples,
and my father pins on the orchid,
and my card names her the best mother.
But Alzheimer’s or arteriosclerosis (the end is the same)
praises him ad nauseum,
but accuses my…
I’m no longer the man that once was. I am the one I precede,
An approximate continuation of the selfsame countenance.
I continue walking without him. At times I run in the night,
Trying to break my…
This is Camille Pissarro’s last self-portrait, painted in his Paris apartment. The artist has seated himself in front of a window, perhaps reflecting the fact that many of his paintings of Paris…
Before the law stands a doorkeeper. To this doorkeeper there comes a man from the country and prays for admittance to the Law. But the doorkeeper says that he cannot grant admittance at the moment…
Monument with biblical citation, modern Jerusalem. The monument, erected in a park, reads: “Thus said the Lord of Hosts: There shall yet be old men and women in the squares of Jerusalem, each with…
