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You tutored me.
Can still recite by rote
the who and whom begats.
On details drilled I mastered cues
to quote the anecdote
and when to laugh or sigh
'mid tales distilled
of rogues revealed,...
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Each night in dreams
I face a knight or snake.
I seek a maiden, fair
or hermit, kind.
I fly or fall or flee
before I wake.
It's said each is
an aspect of my mind.
My boss is not my shadow,...
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Constantine Cavafy 1863-1933, Greek poet living most of his life in Alexandria.
This is probably my favourite of Cavafy's poems, the one where the mundane and the divine most closely intermingle....
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Blissfully, I embrace you my prodigious husband; my sublime love for your soul infused into mine intoxicates me, yielding me into total delectation. Our hearts pound en massed and our breath...
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