“Maria, lonely prostitute on a street of pain, You, at least, hail me and speak to me While a thousand others ignore my face. You offer me an hour of love, And your fees are not as costly as most.… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide. Most of all we love and want to be loved.… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
I was born to find goblins in their caves / And chase moonlight / To see shadows and seek hidden rivers / To hear… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“Little world, full of scars and gashes, ripened with another's pain, Your flowers feed on carrion--so do your birds; Men feed on each other… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“Now he haunts me seldom: some fierce umbilical is broken, I live with my own fragile hopes and sudden rising despair. Now I do… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“To love is not to possess, To own or imprison, Nor to lose one's self in another. Love is to join and separate, To… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“Where are you hiding my love? Each day without you will never come again. Even today you missed a sunset on the ocean, A… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
Don't you know That lovers make the rains, Call forth the sun, Re-route hurricanes, And exorcise earthquakes for fun. — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
“Come to the beach with me And watch the pelicans die, Hear their feeble screams Calling to an empty sky Where once they played… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide... — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
Little world, full of little people shouting for recognition, screaming for love, Rolling world, teeming with millions, carousel of the hungry, Is there food… — James Kavanaugh Copy Share Image
