Cobblestones
The coffin, set up as coffins always are, near the grave, contained the father. The sentence, set up as sentences always are, on the page, contained the words. The meat package, set up as meat packages always are, with cellophane covering, contained the chops. The synagogue, set up as synagogues always are, for people, contained the rabbi. The classroom, set up as classrooms always are, for chairs, contained the professor. The coffin, set up as coffins always are, beside the grave, contained the mother. The word, set up as words always are, beyond hearing, contained the syllables. The prose, set up as prose always is, in census-rectangles, contained the phenomena. The nation, set up as nations always are, in questionnaire rooms, contained the sworn. The can, set up as cans always are, with ornate paper covers, contained the chicken o’noodle soup, with the circular noodles. Abacus, guitar, and quipu, set up as abacus, guitar and quipu always are, hieratically on notional strings, contained tobacco’s troubadours. The coffin, set up as coffins always are, next to the grave, contained the sister. The elegy, set up as elegies always are, dishonestly, contained the family. The steak, set up as steaks always are, artificially reddened, contained the fat. The rectangular venetian blinds, set up as rectangular venetian blinds always are, in the windowframe, contained the slats. The DNA, set up as DNA always is, in double helixes, contained the and. The word people, set up as the word people always is, in writing, contained the o.
poem by Aaron Fogel
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A beautiful scenery of relation
The car is mine; I drive it; It runs; Am I not related with the car speed sitting inside when it runs? yes, the velocity of the car has enveloped me; The body of the car is my body; I must take care of me-car body so that it would not collide with other things on the road.
The speed is me-contained
The speed is car-contained
The car is powerless! It has no choice by itself; Just runs as I drive it; And it is me who stimulates the car but when it runs, it runs together with me; At that time the speed of the car and the speed of mine is one dynamism.
My car is running on the road of the Earth;
The Earth has a velocity; It is running with all phenomenon it has
The speed of the Earth is me-contained, and car-contained too.
What a nice scenery! I am strung with all phenomenon here on the Earth! I am separated but joined, I am enclosed with nature but freed; I am related with all dynamism!
poem by Sarwar Chowdhury
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Church Not Made With Hands
Bye-bye shadowlands
The term is over
And all the holidays have begun
Now she walks in fresh fields
Her tracks are on the land
She is everywhere and no place
When its dark and evening falls
She moves among men
They would seek to have her as a prize
But she is in the shadows
The ocean and the sand
She is everywhere and no place
Her church not made with hands
Not contained by man
She is dancing high as clouds
Faster than the arrow
As straight as any crows that flies
Accross great seas she travels
Up through rising lands
She is everywhere and no place
Her church not made with hands
Not contained by man
Isnt that a pretty sun
Setting in a pretty sky?
Will we stay and watch it darken?
Will we stay and watch it darken?
The church not made by hands
Not contained by man
That precious place
Unmade by man
song performed by by Waterboys
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Fractures Inside
Minute fractures come this way,
The bones of course mattered
But then the elements defeated
And established material was upset.
Many fibres contained in this cloth
Are like the bones inside you,
The shores inside you stir with waves
From the seas of blood
And those seas have contained many seas
And waves.
The bones are broken finally,
Giving a wheel a rolling character.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Poser
Driving through your home town
Coming from nowhere and heading to anywhere else
Singing songs that no one else knows
About a painting in the house of usher's ghost
Treading lightly over graves of those struck twice by lightning
Reading a book beyond understanding
About a profession practiced in ancient Persepolis
You're looking for Loki in the eyes of a road weary American
Trembling from sleepless dreaming
Found Gehenna in the shopping cart full of last night's pleasure
Busting at the seems from all the famous secrets that only you know
Obscure and arcane
Obscene and profane
The darkness within will not be contained
Unclean and insane
Impure and in pain
The darkness within will not be contained
poem by Eric Altman
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My Love (Do Not Ask Me)
Do not ask me, the name of my love
I fear for you, from the fragrance of perfume
contained in a bottle, if you smashed it,
drowning you, in spilled scent
By God, if you even croaked a letter,
Lilacs would pile up on the paths
Do not look for it here in my chest
I have left it to run with the sunset
You can see it in the laughter of doves
In the flutter of butterflies
In the ocean, in the breathing of dales
and in the song of every nightingale
in the tears of winter, when winter cries
in the giving of a generous cloud
Do not ask about his lips…as elegant as the sunset
And his eyes, a shore of purity
And his waist, the sway of a branch
Charms…which no book has contained
Nor described by a literate's feather
And his chest, his throat, enough for you
I won't breath his name, my lover…
poem by Nizar Qabbani
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The Inner Angel
If I look at the mind of God I can see
A vast pure energy ball grow up a tree
He is the pure inner self of us all
Connected within us contained in the ball
The white is the inner the outer is red
Energy from the outside created the dead
Like he grew up the tree he can also grow you
With red interference it’s the best he can do
Past present and future contained in the ball
It was the white energy zone which started it all
Right at the centre of life itself
He grew out the past and future himself
Attached to his mind was the vast Mister Red
Who forced exactly wrong onto his poor head
His mind had to grow whatever he could
And that was to grow everything up to be good
The red weighs deep in parts of his mind
You can see it clearly as you look through time
World War One and World War Two
He was weighted down heavily as the energy grew
Did the red grow his dolphin into a shark
Did it grow through a black Labrador to create a rottweiler bark
Did the uncontrollable red energy ball
Grow a dinosaur up ever so tall
We have the bones to prove the dinosaur
And old people to prove there was a war
Did he shoot the red energy backwards to create the bones
To question our existence in the age of the Stones
Did Jesus grow from the future into the past
To block the red energy which was growing so fast
An intelligent white ball to shoot through time
To be placed into a virgin mother of thine
The Son of God he stood out to be
Past present and future he’s contained in all three
He wanted to help dominant in all
To destroy the red contained in the ball
As the future looms I pray for the white
To force through the red ready to fight
To grow us higher to destroy the sinner
Whether dead or alive we remain inner
poem by Donna Caldwell
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The secret of joy in work is contained in one word - excellence. To know how to do something well is to enjoy it.
Pearl S. Buck in The Joy of Children (1964)
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A true photograph need not be explained, nor can it be contained in words.
quote by Ansel Adams
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Headlines
If life were contained
In the headlines, would we still
Read Sunday's Paper?
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Summer's Form
Summer has been suspended this year;
nature has acceded
because all of summer's light and it's flowerings
are contained in you
coming into your majority.
Flowers bloom in those eyes
especially the blues and greens;
beauty caresses your body
alighting across those rose bud breasts
animal flora and mineral all align;
your hands
carry fire-flies
providing light for lovers in the gloaming night
lovers
who swim in their own perfumed senses;
beauty true is intoxicating.
Summer heat
rises here
I have tasted it
in your single kiss.
All can see why
Summer therefore concedes
this year
there is no need
for her arrivals
because Summer's delights
have all been contained
in the form of you
in this Night Garden
of our delights.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Science already contained all that was necessary, if you just brought it out.
quote by Arthur Young
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If there is Magic on this planet, it is contained in water.
It would be a huge book that contained all the may be said in a day.
Soul
Liberates in fragile dreams and thoughts…
Rows in seas, fearless
Dances with light that into new days breaks
It rests on the age that is yet to come
It is the music that life makes
It hails from the enchanted forests of immortality
Rises like smoke; careless and free,
far away..
It breaks and recreates
It rebels and rouse
It is beautiful and boundless
It can't be contained
It can't die away
It is the ceaseless joy of childhood that roams bare foot on roof tops,
Basks under the sun
It is the kite that soars to infinite spaces
It is the creativity of life,
Perfect symmetry of divine mystery
It is the artistic passion
It is the breath of undying beauty
It is the mystic shadow of dusky day
It is Master's reflection,
It is calm as the sea
It is not a captive of your body
Nor a prisoner of your narrow thoughts
It can't be contained
It can't die away…
poem by Lama Abbas
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The early firings contained many stones.
quote by Andy Goldsworthy
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It would be a very big book that contained all the maybes uttered in a day.
God is all-full. He is self-contained. He is eternal satisfaction.
quote by Swami Sivananda
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If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water.
quote by Loren Eiseley
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The sum of all human wisdom is contained in these two words: Wait and Hope.
Alexandre Dumas in The Count of Monte Cristo
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With a contained environment, there is the promise of friction. And that is where the drama comes from.
quote by Bruce Greenwood
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