When I Explore
The world I explore reminds meOf who I am and lends me
Glimpses of what I
Should do
And all I
Can resort to in thought is
How my life at home doesn’t fit
When I Explore
The world I explore reminds mePoetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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Birth Order Blues | 1 | 11/09/2010 |
Moralisticall y Insane |
2 | 08/21/2009 |
When Change is Needed | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
Transitional Men | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
Conjunction Function | 1 | 08/22/2009 |
Alive! | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
Observation | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
Lovers Under Umbrellas | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
Do You Mind? | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
Waiting Odessa | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
Upscale Dilemma | 1 | 08/22/2009 |
When I Explore | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
You Will Always | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
Why? | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
What is Left | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
Tiny Flying Fears | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
Bitch | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
I Worry No More | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
Shiny Notions | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
Bubble Bliss | 0 | 08/21/2009 |
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