Kahlil Gibran

  • Five philosophical poets to make you think

    April is Poetry Month! So I will be sharing lots of poetry suggestions to help you find more poetry that you enjoy. Like most forms of art, poetry is subjective and very personal. It can take time to find what you like. I want to remind you that you don’t have to like the poetry…

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  • Five poetical novels to read for poetry month

    Do you want to read more poetry but not sure where to start? For April, poetry month, I’ll be sharing various poetry recommendations to help you find poetry you enjoy and just read more poetry. Sometimes it can feel overwhelming to read poetry, especially if you’re not used to reading it. You may not know…

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  • And forget not that the earth delights

    This is a quote from the book The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran. Have you read this book? I’d love to hear your thoughts in a comment below! If you’re interested, you can read an excerpt from the book here. The Prophet – Summary Here is the book summary from Goodreads: Kahlil Gibran’s masterpiece, The Prophet,…

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  • The Prophet speaking about clothes

    Excerpt from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran This is an excerpt from the book The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran. And the weaver said, “Speak to us of Clothes.” And he answered: Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you…

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  • The most beautiful word

    Mother by Kahlil Gibran This is an excerpt from The Broken Wings by Kahlil Gibran, discovered in the anthology of his work called The Voice of Kahlil Gibran, translated by A.R. Ferris. The most beautiful word on the lips of mankind is the word ‘Mother’, and the most beautiful call is the call of ‘My…

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  • I perceive but the wine itself

    Poets by Kahlil Gibran This is an excerpt from The Forerunner by Kahlil Gibran, discovered in the anthology of his work called The Voice of Kahlil Gibran. Four poets were sitting around a bowl of punch that stood on a table. Said the first poet, ‘Methinks I see with my third eye the fragrance of…

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