What's your favourite quote?

The Dream of a Curious Man, Charles Baudelaire

Tired, Langston Hughes

Threads of Life, W. B. Yeats

The Way The Light Reflects, Richard Siken

When I Have Fears, John Keats

Tear It Down, Jack Gilbert

A Center, Ha Jin

To the One Who is Reading Me, Jorge Luis Borges

Longing (karot) and Waiting, Hovhannes Grigoryan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)

I Belong There, Mahmoud Darwish

The Gardener 85, Rabindranath Tagore

Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower, Rainer Maria Rilke

Wait For Me, Konstantin Simonov (tr. by Mike Munford)

I flounder, Mesrop Mashtots (translated by Diana Der-Hovanessian)

RÉVEILLÉ, Ronald Lewis Carton

“Hope” is the thing with feathers, Emily Dickinson

For the New Year 1981, Denise Levertov

A Vote For the Gentle Light, Charles Bukowski

There Are Birds Here, Jamaal May

Good Bones, Maggie Smith

Hope, Czeslaw Milosz

Though there are torturers, Michael Coady

Goodbye to Tolerance, Denise Levertov

Perhaps the World Ends Here. Joy Harjo

From the River to the Sea, Samer Abu Hawwash (translated by Huda Fakhreddine)

hi. so. me and my mom need some help

the more or less full story is on the gofundme page, but the gist is that we need somewhere to move soon, we have 4 pets, i'm too disabled to work but can't get on SSI for a while, and honestly she shouldn't be working either. she'll need to get set up with my state's government assistance and everything and in general we need somewhere to live while all of that is ongoing. so i set up this gofundme and it will go directly to her bank account.

my face is not on it, my legal name isn't either, but it's still pretty personal and that shit scares me but we really need this. anything helps. she just left a severely abusive marriage from a man who threatened her life and i'm at risk of eviction and neither of us have the funds we need to do much of anything.

she needs to be out of where she is by the end of january. we'll use whatever we get to figure out where to go from there.

no my friend it is time for a new post

(but thank you very much for asking)

This is one of those non-poem things that are among my favorite poems.

As the OP stated, the use of alliterative consonants is aesthetically just great, especially the placement of the strongest use at the end: “fuck him on the floor.” The use of “chintz” is indeed great word choice.

Because I’m insane, decided to scan the poem:

Not only is the second sentence, indeed, perfect iambic pentameter, the entire poem is perfectly metered, though the first sentence has four iambs rather than five.

There are further things I love about this poem, though: I like the casual connotations of “keep it real” juxtaposed with “chintz.” It causes me to interpret the “chintz” more strongly as meaning something fake, a facade. There is also of course the coarseness of “fuck,” which is a contrast with “chintz” but a different kind of contrast, gutsy and carnal where “chintz” is flimsy and inanimate.

And then there is the storytelling: there is SO MUCH storytelling in just these two lines. To break it down: The speaker is having sex with a married man, in the house he shares with his wife, which is “filled with chintz”—something that here connotes fakeness, in contrast with “keep it real.”

The illicit encounter in the poem takes place within a house filled with facade, the flimsy construction of the wife’s marriage and domestic sphere, but the encounter itself is a taste of something “real.” That’s a story, and it’s just two lines.

This is EIGHTEEN SYLLABLES, y’all. The amount of meaning condensed into these eighteen syllables is stunning, and it is so elegantly done.