TO HELENBy Edgar Allan Poe Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicéan barks of yore,That gently, o’er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore.On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that wasContinue reading “To Helen: poem of the day”
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Love and bird: poem of the day
Love and the Birdby WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS The moments passed as at a play,I had the wisdom love can bring,I had my share of mother wit;And yet for all that I could say,And though I had her praise for it,And she seemed happy as a king,Love’s moon was withering away. Believing every word I saidIContinue reading “Love and bird: poem of the day”
206 Bones: book review
Hi Clovers! I finally got to start reading the new set of books I added to my library. Not to worry, my reviews will not contain spoilers! The book I would be reviewing today is called 206 Bones by Kathy Reichs. If you are familiar with the tv series called “Bones”, this is the bookContinue reading “206 Bones: book review”
Traitors and doubts : quote of the week
Don’t give in to the doubts in your head. They are often traitors
May by J. Galassi
MayBY JONATHAN GALASSI The backyard apple tree gets sad so soon,takes on a used-up, feather-duster lookwithin a week.The ivy’s spring reconnaissance campaignsends red feelers out and up and downto find the sun.Ivy from last summer clogs the pool,brewing a loamy, wormy, tea-leaf mulchsoft to the touchand rank with interface of rut and rot.The month afterContinue reading “May by J. Galassi”
May by Christina Rosetti
MAYBy Christina Rossetti I cannot tell you how it was,But this I know: it came to passUpon a bright and sunny dayWhen May was young; ah, pleasant May!As yet the poppies were not bornBetween the blades of tender corn;The last egg had not hatched as yet,Nor any bird foregone its mate.I cannot tell you whatContinue reading “May by Christina Rosetti”
May; poem of the day
MAYBy Sara Teasdale The wind is tossing the lilacs,The new leaves laugh in the sun,And the petals fall on the orchard wall,But for me the spring is done.Beneath the apple blossomsI go a wintry way,For love that smiled in AprilIs false to me in May.
A new chapter : my bookish adventure
Hello Clovers! I hope this time, you’re getting closer to being a better person and choosing happiness. I haven’t been excited about birthdays in years. As a matter of fact, i’d say the last I was excited about was my 16th and I was writing my IGCSE’s then. I know I’ve been talking a lotContinue reading “A new chapter : my bookish adventure”
Invictus: poem of the day
INVICTUS BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole,I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud.Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.Beyond this place of wrathContinue reading “Invictus: poem of the day”
Quoth the Raven, Nevermore!
THE RAVENBy Edgar Allan Poe Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— OnlyContinue reading “Quoth the Raven, Nevermore!”
The grey clover 