Some lines I came across in 2010

Many memorable lines for me in 2010. I only have some of them below. I found most of them, from the internet, especially through blogs and on-line literary magazines, and others from books in my local public-library system. Occasionally, my local library displays a box of free books, in its lobby. One of the books I found in that box was The Modern Poets: An American-British Anthology, published in 1963. The poets included in this anthology appear to be a catalog of prominent poets writing in English, back then. It's a big book, in content, and probably belongs to a specific era in publishing. One of the poets I like in this anthology is Cecil Day Lewis, the father of actor Daniel Day Lewis. Lewis is on the list below. More lines soon.

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He grew orchids on his roof
and slept there in an August
of derelict hotels burning, smoke
rushing up like a gutted down pillow
into streets thick and red with ambulances
screaming the air raw and bleeding.
Kate Braverman ("By Madness Wooed")

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its life cinders on
until this ultimate imploding,
one deafening blast to climax rite
as loved ones writhe, ashen
in their own consumed shells,[...]
Ophelia Alcantara Dimalanta ("One Final Burning")

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Her eyes have made a loyalist of me.
On the last day of winter, is it natural
my future resembles lime grapes? What cost
will I pay for the rapture of a solarium?
I wouldn’t have thought I’d fall so easily for
bejeweled eddies. I am seduced by the fever coming
off the shores of her eyelids. My inbox is oblivious
to my steadfast gaze. As they say in Petra, I prefer
you cut into the hillside of my mountain, which means
your face is the coastline to my dreams.
Major Jackson ("Here The Sea")

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And memories sleep
Like mammoths in lost caves. [...]

Cecil Day Lewis ("Departure In The Dark")

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Awake, I strike a word against the dark
like a match. This could be the past
we are leaving. Buses on high beams;

wild eyes that ride down the road’s
unpromising narrative. The sky at a loss
for stars, thick as a foreign tongue.
Cyril Wong ("Night Bus")

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