a blog of single lines of poetry. posts are tagged with their author, and an index of sources can be found here. however, the point is the lack of context: this is both to indulge my desire for sharing random lines of poetry without context and an experiment in a sort of found art.

6th May 2013

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Far ‘m bi thu suaimhneach fo sgàile sgéith.
— where you can be at peace under the shadow of a wing.

Tagged: poetrydecontextualized poetryDonald A. MacNeill

6th May 2013

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Wir sind froh, daß wir auch den zweiten nicht mehr sehn.
— We’re glad that we no longer see the second, too.

Tagged: poetrydecontextualized poetryFranz Kafka

5th May 2013

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γεμάτη μιά παράξενη πικρία πού ὅλο δαγκώνει,
— full of strange bitterness gnawing their souls

Tagged: poetrydecontextualized poetryNikos Kavvadias

5th May 2013

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An féidir smaointe a chur ar ceal?
— can thoughts be nullified?

Tagged: poetrydecontextualized poetryGabriel Rosenstock

4th May 2013

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Do cheannaigh bhur n-athair bhur n-urlabhraíocht
— Your speech was bought by your fathers,

Tagged: poetrydecontextualized poetryLiam Prút

4th May 2013

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ceum air cheum
— step by step

Tagged: poetrydecontextualized poetryMòrag NicGumaraid

30th March 2013

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Unconnected seem in harmony, blazon

Tagged: poetrydecontextualized poetryR.A.D. Ford

29th March 2013

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a few glittering metaphors as assistants

Tagged: poetrydecontextualized poetryRobert Burt

29th March 2013

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and watched the quadratic equation pack its bag,

Tagged: poetrydecontextualized poetryBilly Collins

28th March 2013

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Is a-nist gaoth-atharrachaidh,
— And now a changing wind

Tagged: poetrydecontextualized poetryLodaidh MacFhionghain