No!By Thomas Hood No sun–no moon!No morn–no noon!No dawn–no dusk–no proper time of day–No sky–no earthly view–No distance looking blue–No road–no street–no “t’other side this way”–No end to any Row–No indications where the Crescents go–No top to any steeple–No recognitions of familiar people–No courtesies for showing ’em–No knowing ’em!No traveling at all–no locomotion–No inkling ofContinue reading “No: poem of the day”
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A fallen leaf: poem of the day
A FALLEN LEAFBy Ella Wheeler Wilcox A trusting little leaf of green,A bold audacious frost;A rendezvous, a kiss or two,And youth for ever lost.Ah, me!The bitter, bitter cost.A flaunting patch of vivid red,That quivers in the sun;A windy gust, a grave of dust,The little race is run.Ah, me!Were that the only one.
I measure every grief: poem of the day
I measure every Grief I meet By Emily Dickinson I measure every Grief I meetWith narrow, probing, eyes – I wonder if It weighs like Mine – Or has an Easier size.I wonder if They bore it long – Or did it just begin – I could not tell the Date of Mine – ItContinue reading “I measure every grief: poem of the day”
A narrow fell in the grass
A narrow Fellow in the Grass BY EMILY DICKINSON A narrow Fellow in the GrassOccasionally rides -You may have met him? Did you notHis notice instant is -The Grass divides as with a Comb,A spotted Shaft is seen,And then it closes at your FeetAnd opens further on -He likes a Boggy Acre – A FloorContinue reading “A narrow fell in the grass”
Poem of the day: my shadow
MY SHADOWBy Robert Lewis Stevenson I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.The funniestContinue reading “Poem of the day: my shadow”
Poem of the day: who said it
WHO SAID IT WAS SIMPLEBy Audre Lorde There are so many roots to the tree of anger that sometimes the branches shatter before they bear.Sitting in Nedicksthe women rally before they march discussing the problematic girls they hire to make them free.An almost white counterman passes a waiting brother to serve them first and theContinue reading “Poem of the day: who said it”
Poem of the day: The return
The returnBy Ezra Pound See, they return; ah, see the tentativeMovements, and the slow feet, The trouble in the pace and the uncertain Wavering! See, they return, one, and by one, With fear, as half-awakened; As if the snow should hesitate And murmur in the wind, and half turn back; These were the “Wing’d-with-Awe,” inviolable.Continue reading “Poem of the day: The return”
Poem of the day: he never expected much
HE NEVER EXPECTED MUCH by Thomas Hardy Well, World, you have kept faith with me,Kept faith with me;Upon the whole you have proved to beMuch as you said you were.Since as a child I used to lieUpon the leaze and watch the sky,Never, I own, expected IThat life would all be fair. ‘Twas then youContinue reading “Poem of the day: he never expected much”
Poem of the day: Leisure
LEISUREBy W.H Davies What is this life if, full of care,We have no time to stand and stareNo time to stand beneath the boughs,And stare as long as sheep and cowsNo time to see, when woods we pass,Where squirrels hide their nuts in grassNo time to see, in broad daylight,Streams full of stars, like skiesContinue reading “Poem of the day: Leisure”
Poem of the day: The man he killed
The man he killedBy Thomas Hardy Had he and I but met By some old ancient inn,We should have set us down to wet Right many a nipperkin!But ranged as infantry, And staring face to face,I shot at him as he at me, And killed him in his place.I shot him dead because– Because heContinue reading “Poem of the day: The man he killed”
The grey clover 