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Young Mother Gazing at Her Child - William-Adolphe Bouguereau
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O Mother

O mother: you who are without an equal, who stood before all this silence, long…
By Rainer Maria Rilke
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To My Mother

Because I feel that, in the Heavens above,
The angels, whispering to one another,
Can…
By Edgar Allan Poe
Poetry

A Brown Girl Dead

With two white roses on her breasts,
White candles at head and feet,
Dark Madonna…
By Countee Cullen
Poetry

A Smile To Remember

we had goldfish and they circled around and around
in the bowl on the table…
By Charles Bukowski

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