Smog and dust mix with the air in New Delhi. I buy jasmine for her hair in New Delhi. People come from everywhere to this city; all are welcomed with a stare in New Delhi. The finest... Read more

  I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain, and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have pass... Read more

If it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. Unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it... Read more

  A baby-pink telegram reports A loss, but don’t, oh don’t stop to think Of a smile now gone, a favour left Undone, but write, write, write, write without A pause, while bey... Read more

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of s... Read more

Ours is a silence that waits. Endlessly waits. And then, unable to bear it any further, it breaks into wails. But not all suppressed reactions end in our bemoaning the tragedy. Sometimes, th... Read more

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; To bend with... Read more

Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend? The sky groans like one in despair.   I have no sleep tonight. Ever and again I open my door and look out on the... Read more

Sun and wind and beat of sea, Great lands stretching endlessly… Where be bonds to bind the free? All the world was made for me! Adelaide Crapsey was an American poet. Born in Brooklyn, New Y... Read more

My tears are like the quiet drift Of petals from some magic rose; And all my grief flows from the rift Of unremembered skies and snows. I think, that if I touched the earth, It would crumble... Read more