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The virginal, vivacious and beautiful today,

- A.J.M. Smith, Le Vierge, Le Vivace
Et Le Bel Aujourd'hui

and singes us, and burns the house down.

- D.H. Lawrence, Fire

The lady
The lady vanishes

She does not move
too far out of herself

She does not excite or incite

She vanishes
before my
very very eyes

- Victor Coleman, The Lady Vanishes

When anger is flooding through your chest
best to quiet your reckless barking tongue

- Sappho, Fragment 158

yet the dust
settles everywhere,
on my skin, my hair, inside
my sleeves and collar.

I feel old, used up,
something found
in the back of a cupboard.

- Lorna Crozier, Dust

My people! Where are they?
I went into the land where I was born,
Where men spoke my language...
I was a stranger there.
"My people," my soul cried. "Who are my people?"

- Rosa Zagnoni Marinoni, Who Are My People?

What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years;

- John Burroughs, Waiting

The mosquito knows full well, small as he is
he's a beast of prey.
But after all
he only takes his bellyful,

- D.H. Lawrence, The Mosquito Knows

Will there really be a morning?
Is there such a thing as day?
Could I see it from the mountains
If I were as tall as they?

- Emily Dickinson

I have to live with myself, and so
I want to be fit for myself to know,
i want to be able, as days go by,
Always to look myself straight in the eye;
I don't want to stand, with the setting sun,
And hate myself for things I have done.

- Edgar A. Guest, Myself