Would that I were a humming bee,
And could fly to thy cave,
Creeping through the ivy
And the fern, with which
Thou art covered in. Now
I know Cupid a powerful god.
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I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use.
by Elizabeth BishopAt six o'clock we were waiting for coffee,
waiting for coffee and the charitable crumb
that was going to be served from a certain balcony
—like kings of old, or like a miracle.
It was still dark. ...