Best Woolf Poems
As I Began To Understand Virginia Woolfas i began to understand Virginia Woolf
her voice from a room of her own
i realized i was upon a mountain
she had exposed the molehill it was
the dirt soon revealed a tunnel
entering it opened a new horizon
where i finally fully grasped the world
surrounding Jane Austen
in that...
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Categories:
woolf, august, celebration, encouraging, freedom,
Form:
Free verse
You Should Be Afraid of Virginia Woolf...The most imperfectly
Compatible almost-couple…
Framed in unwanted proximity
Coated in fool’s gold
In worst case, we’ll hold onto each other forever
You’re always just a drink away
Along with every Honey that ever came by
You’ll end up on the bathroom floor
Crush the ice between your teeth
And smile as it...
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Categories:
woolf, love
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Goldilocks Vs Wilde WoolfWatch the rodents and regulars
Sifting through the spiritless so-so
Of their sake.
Rushing for a room
In the established B&B,
Avocados and aperitifs
Swelling their bellies and slowing their minds.
Always wary of all their wares,
Reapers of replication.
The competition of the committee
For no tribute, nor travesty, just toll.
Watch the...
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Categories:
woolf, art, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
Virginia Woolf And SuicideIn Virginia's mind, a tempest swirled,
A brilliant mind, yet shadows curled.
Words flowed like a river deep and wide,
Yet within her soul a tumultuous tide.
She danced with joy, a fleeting waltz,
Yet battled demons, unseen assaults.
To the lighthouse of her soul, she'd strive,
But darkness whispered, she couldn't...
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Categories:
woolf, 12th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Literary Feud Among - Pt 1Prelude to what…..
I see you, / you / yes, come into my……
laboratory of alchemist mystical languaging.
where arsenic spills into the whirlpool of thought
and savage syntax shatter like glass on concrete.
Where Titans clash their pens
both spear and shield
signifier and signified in eternal...
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Categories:
woolf, emotions, judgement, literature, poetry,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
LOST AND FOUNDI’m lost, the snow’s so deep, red scarf left as a mark, but gone,
I need to nap, a busy night, Santa and Rudolph will miss me
Sleep, I must sleep, so tie my shoe around a tree with thorn,
Must prepare for dread, for what lies ahead,...
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Categories:
woolf, christmas,
Form:
Free verse