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L'art de la rime, de la calligraphie et de l'expression poétique.

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[POEM] Ilya Kaminsky - We Lived Happily During the War
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[POEM] Ilya Kaminsky - We Lived Happily During the War

Hi all,

My friends are organising a lovely poetry reading evening. Do you know like this one that could be interesting to recite?

I’d like something critical of society, like We Lived Happily During the War by Ilya Kaminsky. It’s just so good! I can’t use that poem unfortunately, because I’m sure they all already know it.

Super bonus points if any of you knows a good poem that is critical about Jeff Bezos/amazon or even consumer culture in particular. lol. But probably that’s a stretch.

u/Woolsbup — 10 hours ago
Desire, in the Undercurrent of Night, Washes Ashore by Yen Ai Lin [POEM]
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Desire, in the Undercurrent of Night, Washes Ashore by Yen Ai Lin [POEM]

u/AlienKitten98 — 18 hours ago
Image 1 — [POEM] Cicely M. Barker - The Song of the Wood-Sorrel Fairy
Image 2 — [POEM] Cicely M. Barker - The Song of the Wood-Sorrel Fairy
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[POEM] Cicely M. Barker - The Song of the Wood-Sorrel Fairy

Enjoying these little poems as spring starts up again. This is from “The Book of the Flower Fairies”. Each one has an illustration.

u/Hello-Lamby-7883 — 22 minutes ago
[poem] Making the House Ready For The Lord - Mary Oliver
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[poem] Making the House Ready For The Lord - Mary Oliver

u/ushernat — 10 hours ago
[POEM] Untitled - James Baldwin
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[POEM] Untitled - James Baldwin

Since we are sharing poems about rain today, here is an all-time fav

u/peachysuns — 23 hours ago
They were waiting; I wasn't invited.
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They were waiting; I wasn't invited.

I HEARD IT.
They were waiting; I wasn't invited.)

Not to me.
Never to me.

Only when I wasn’t supposed to hear.

Soft voices.
Hidden laughs.
Careful words.

But not careful enough.

Because I heard it.

Not from strangers.
From them.

Same smiles.
Same table.
Different truth.

Again and again you return to the same table.
Smiles stay warm. Blame stays warmer.

Fake smiles.
Silent judgments.

In toxic environments you are not attacked loudly.
You are erased politely.

This is social violence.
This is psychological survival.

A short spoken-word piece about fake friends, quiet exclusion, and social blame.

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u/Every-Button-8546 — 2 hours ago
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