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One single line of poetry....

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Clawdy · 26/06/2015 15:26

that stays with you? Not necessarily your favourite poem but sometimes just one line....for me it's " What will survive of us is love " from the Philip Larkin poem.

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shouldnthavesaid · 26/06/2015 15:32

'What a thrill, my thumb instead of an onion.'

Cut, Sylvia Plath

Caught my breath the first time I read it as it was the first time I found someone who's mind was so confused that they found a perverse enjoyment in hurting themselves, someone who might even do it deliberately as opposed to accidentally. Someone who was like myself, at the time. I owe a lot to that woman, her poetry and writing was a bit of a lifeline at times as I felt less strange.

GoodGriefTheComediansABear · 26/06/2015 15:32

"A four foot box, a foot for every year."

Upsetting but unforgettable (the box is coffin). Seamus Heaney Mid-Term Break

something2say · 26/06/2015 15:33

Your children are not your children, but the children of life's longing for life..

SevTSnape · 26/06/2015 15:38

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

Ledare · 26/06/2015 15:43

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,
and miles to go before I sleep.

Three lines, one sentence Smile

elderflowerlemonade · 26/06/2015 15:44

That everything would go back as it was.

sausagechops101 · 26/06/2015 15:47

An earthquake tremor: fountain, birds and grass
Were shaken by my thinking of your name.

PollyCazaletWannabe · 26/06/2015 15:50

This is the way the world ends:
Not with a bang, but a whimper.

KateSMumsnet · 26/06/2015 15:50

I have measured out my life in coffee spoons - Lovesong of J Alfred Prufrock, T. S. Eliot.

confusedandemployed · 26/06/2015 15:52

'Rage; rage against the dying of the light'

Sums up exactly how I feel about the end of life.

EatMeSeymour · 26/06/2015 15:54

I wish I were two little dogs so I could play together.

Sums up my childhood perfectly.

ender · 26/06/2015 15:55

"to cease upon the midnight with no pain...." from Ode to a Nightingale.

Such a comforting description of death.

Dawndonnaagain · 26/06/2015 15:55

Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage...

Richard Lovelace.

StaircaseAtTheUniversity · 26/06/2015 15:56

Will it come like a change in the weather?
Will its greeting be courteous or rough?
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.

Tell Me the Truth About Love, WH Auden.

Charitygirl1 · 26/06/2015 15:57

Woman much missed/how you call to me, call to me

Thomas Hardy

MehsMum · 26/06/2015 15:58

World's strand, sway of the sea
Gerard Manley Hopkins in 'Wreck of the Deustchland'

Or

I caught this morning morning's minion, kingdom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn falcon
In his riding of the rolling level
(also Hopkins; I've parsed it wrongly but you'll get the drift)

FernGullysWoollyPully · 26/06/2015 15:59

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

FuckYouChrisAndThatHorse · 26/06/2015 16:00

Gerard Manley Hopkins, Windhover:-

I caught this morning morning’s minion

FuckYouChrisAndThatHorse · 26/06/2015 16:01

Xpost with Mehsmum :o

AllThePrettySeahorses · 26/06/2015 16:01

If you ask me,
I would have to say
all the world's magic
comes directly from the mouth

Jane Yolen

ZeroFunDame · 26/06/2015 16:04

"My tribe is the Asra
Who die when they love"

Heine. Der Asra.

PenguindreamsofDraco · 26/06/2015 16:05

I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul

Invictus, WE Henley

liquidrevolution · 26/06/2015 16:06

'Time does not bring relief, you all have lied'

Edna St Vincent Millay

SandStorm · 26/06/2015 16:06

These are the ghosts of the unwilling dead

From Ghosts, Fire, Water by James Kirkup

Canyouforgiveher · 26/06/2015 16:09

To call myself beloved
To feel myself beloved on the earth

Raymond Carver's Last Fragment.