“nihil sub sole novum”, while “there is no poems enough”. So, I should cluster all those pieces, all meant to tell our past and future — we are the models used to create it since remote age.
Some there are who say that the fairest thing seen on the black earth is an array of horsemen; some, men marching; some would say ships; but I say she whom one loves best ~Sappho1 I loathe [her] and I lust [for her]. Why so, you might ask? I don't know, but I do, and I feel, and it is torture. ~Catullus Days that cannot bring you near or will not, Distance trying to appear something more obstinate, argue argue argue with me endlessly neither proving you less wanted nor less dear. ~Bishop But they forget, alas, one foremost fact -- BEAUTY! ~Borges A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. ~KeatsYour dark rich life ... I must get at you, somehow; I put away those illustrious toys you have left me, I want your hidden look, your real smile -- that lonely, mocking smile your cool mirror knows.II What can I hold you with?I offer you lean streets, desperate sunsets, the moon of the jagged suburbs. I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked long and long at the lonely moon. ...I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat. ~Borges