Poets born under each sign

aries: Robert Frost

The best way out is always through.

taurus: William Shakespeare

My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

gemini: Walt Whitman

Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)

cancer: Pablo Neruda

But wait for me,
keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
a rose. 

leo: Charles Bukowski

attend the boxing matches, go to the racetrack,
live on luck and skill,
get alone, get alone often,
and if you can’t sleep alone
be careful of the words you speak in your sleep;
and
ask for no mercy
no miracles;

virgo: Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

libra: e.e. Cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)

scorpio: Sylvia Plath

I wait and ache. I think I am healing.

sagittarius: Emily Dickinson

I dwell in possibility.

capricorn: Edgar Allen Poe

Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope, that didst arise
But to be overcast!
A voice from out the Future cries,
“On! on!“—but o'er the Past

aquarius: Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

pisces: Jack Kerouac

This transcendental Brilliance
Is the better part
(of Nothingness
I sing)