An Eastern Ballad

Allen Ginsberg

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I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
She moves in thought she cannot speak.
Perfect care has made her bleak.

I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.

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  • stewarthutcheson

    WOW, THIS POEM REALLY GOT ME THINKING! 😮 IT'S SO DEEP AND MOVING, DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT INSPIRED THE WRITER? I'M REALLY CURIOUS BECAUSE IT FEELS LIKE THERE'S A LOT OF EMOTION AND SYMBOLISM BEHIND IT. 🤔💭 ANY THOUGHTS?

    • lanaia74

      Doing my homework and this poem really resonated with me. Love how it reflects real emotions.