Forgetfulness
Forgetfulness is like a song
That, freed from beat and measure, wanders.
Forgetfulness is like a bird whose wings are reconciled,
Outspread and motionless, --
A bird that coasts the wind unwearyingly.
Forgetfulness is rain at night,
Or an old house in a forest, -- or a child.
Forgetfulness is white, -- white as a blasted tree,
And it may stun the sybil into prophecy,
Or bury the Gods.
I can remember much forgetfulness.
poem by Harold Hart Crane
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Forgetfulness
Forgetfulness is like a song
That, freed from beat and measure, wanders.
Forgetfulness is like a bird whose wings are reconciled,
Outspread and motionless, --
A bird that coasts the wind unwearyingly.
Forgetfulness is rain at night,
Or an old house in a forest, -- or a child.
Forgetfulness is white, -- white as a blasted tree,
And it may stun the sybil into prophecy,
Or bury the Gods.
I can remember much forgetfulness.
poem by Hart Crane
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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The Bitter Herb
O bitter herb, Forgetfulness,
I search for you in vain;
You are the only growing thing
Can take away my pain.
When I was young, this bitter herb
Grew wild on every hill;
I should have plucked a store of it,
And kept it by me still.
I hunt through all the meadows
Where once I wandered free,
But the rare herb, Forgetfulness,
It hides away from me.
O bitter herb, Forgetfulness,
Where is your drowsy breath?
Oh, can it be your seed has blown
Far as the Vales of Death?
poem by Jeanne Robert Foster
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We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.
quote by Alexander Smith
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Memories
My forgetfulness as good as my memories
So I always forget to keep memories away
They crowd in rushing when I am alone
But when I am among crowd they fly away.
I take every time firm resolution to forget you
But my memories as weak as my forgetfulness
So I keep continue to remember your sweet face
But I forget, you are the cause of my sadness
Sadness can give you pleasure as happiness
I am very pleasant in that of my sweet sadness
My life is a pleasure like that of slow dying
Still I drink poison in your memories and living
Forgetting in this life is as painful as dying
So I remember you all time though it is painful.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The drug that heals our sorrows forgetfulness.
The Child in Us All
Children we are all
When it comes to love
When it comes to the fall
Games need to be played
For in the world of games comes pleasure
Its good to take measure
Common place in our homes
It reminds us we are not alone
When it becomes hated and ill related
We are lost in the seriousness of forgetfulness
Where we came from
Who we are
A constant reminder
We can't let it drift to far
Look at the shining star
Tell me what you see
Is it the child in me
It gives me the power to believe
When others will not
They say let it die and rot
You see it as a fashion
I see it as a passion
Lets agree to disagree
Under this great tree of irony
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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There is some pleasure even in words, when they bring forgetfulness of present miseries.
Lonely Street
(carl belew/w.s. stevenson/kenny sowder)
Im looking for that lonely street
Ive got a sad sad tale to tell
I need a place to go and weep
Wheres this place called lonely street
A place where theres just loneliness
Where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where broken dreams and memories meet
Wheres this place called lonely street
Perhaps upon that lonely street
Theres someone such as i
Who came to bury broken dreams
And watch an old love die
A place where theres just loneliness
Where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where broken dreams and memories meet
Wheres this place called lonely street
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Winter Is White
WINTER IS WHITE
Winter is white
.......dogwood white
..............forgetfulness
......... ..........an empty slate
Winter is windy
.......windless words
..............empty words
....................drifting aimlessly
Winter is cold
.......deedless words
..............barrenness
............ ........suffering cold
What sound goes there?
What meaning fills the void?
These white lies of life
...............blown sands –– no trace
.....................................–– no path
.....................blindness––no seeking
...................................... ––no faith
No seeing here
No leading love
White and no light
White and no sight
White and no flight
- March 6,2008
poem by Ben Gieske
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Tomb Of Life
Forgetfulness
by the flames
of embrace
and the departure
of child development
The only day in existence
when It's not
a snow day
I shall cross paths
on the iron bridge
not to be deleted
but to frolic away
in confidence
poem by Shai Cherry
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Forgetfulness - a gift of God bestowed upon debtors in compensation for their destitution of conscience.
quote by Ambrose Bierce
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I do not bring forgiveness with me, nor forgetfulness. The only ones who can forgive are dead; the living have no right to forget.
quote by Chaim Herzog
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At the close of the day when the hamlet is still, and mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove, when naught but the torrent is heard on the hill, and naught but the nightingale's song in the grove.
quote by James Beattie
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Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come.
quote by William Wordsworth
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You Won't Last
You won't last
In this sleep
If your forgetfulness
Be a halo of beauty
And if your heart wants
Only one complaint
That will be sufficient...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Frustration Again
I am lost in the woods
and have found my way
to lie among clover
and spend my day.
The sun overhead is brilliant
and there's not a care in sight.
I will stay in this place gladly
until the approach of night.
I will take a clover home,
one with petals four.
And if it brings me luck
again I will search for more.
But I can't remember
where I was?
And the only thing that
forgetfulness does
is frustrate me today.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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If a man dreams that he has committed a sin before which the sun hid his face, it is often safe to conjecture that, in sheer forgetfulness, he wore a red tie, or brown boots with evening dress.
quote by Arthur Machen
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I have never seen such extreme partisanship, such bitter partisanship, and such forgetfulness of the fate of our fathers and of the Constitution.
quote by Robert Byrd
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The more language is a living operation, the less we are aware of it. Thus it follows from the self-forgetfulness of language that its real being consists in what is said in it.
quote by Hans-Georg Gadamer
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