Poetry excepts

[cinaed]

Don't bear me ill will, speech, that I borrow weighty words,
then labor heavily so that they may seem light.
- "Under One Small Star" by Wislawa Szymborska

a country you carry in your pocket
airport to airport, a country
that exists for you in a remembered
fragrance, an expired stamp, now the seal
of blood embossed upon someone's
sunstruck pavement.
- "Palestine" by Lorna Dee Cervantes

Some things never leave a person:
scent of the hair of one you love,
the texture of persimmons,
in your palm, the ripe weight.
- "Persimmons" by Li-Young Lee

I must go down to the seas again,
to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship
and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song
and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face
and a grey dawn breaking.
- "Sea Fever" by John Masefield