A dream girl: poem of the day

DREAM GIRLBY CARL SANDBURG You will come one day in a waver of love,Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,The tan of the sun will be on your skin,The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,You will pose with a hill-flower grace.You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,A poise of the head no sculptorContinue reading “A dream girl: poem of the day”

The children’s hour: poem of the day

THE CHILDREN’S HOURBy Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower,Comes a pause in the day’s occupations,That is known as the Children’s Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet,The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet.Continue reading “The children’s hour: poem of the day”

London: poem of the day

LONDONBy William Blake I wandered through each chartered street, Near where the chartered Thames does flow,And mark in every face I meet, Marks of weakness, marks of woe.In every cry of every man, In every infant’s cry of fear,In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forged manacles I hear:How the chimney-sweeper’s cry Every blackening churchContinue reading “London: poem of the day”

Without fear; poem of the day

WHERE THE MIND IS WITHOUT FEAR By Rabindranath Tagore Where the mind is without fear and the head is held highWhere knowledge is freeWhere the world has not been broken up into fragmentsBy narrow domestic wallsWhere words come out from the depth of truthWhere tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfectionWhere the clear stream ofContinue reading “Without fear; poem of the day”

Hunter’s song: poem of the day

HUNTER’S SONGBy Sir Walter Scott The toils are pitched, and the stakes are set,Ever sing merrily, merrily;The bows they bend, and the knives they whet,Hunters live so cheerily.It was a stag, a stag of ten,Bearing its branches sturdily;He came silently down the glen,Ever sing hardily, hardily.It was there he met with a wounded doe,She wasContinue reading “Hunter’s song: poem of the day”

Advice to a girl: poem of the day

ADVICE TO A GIRL By Sara Teasdale No one worth possessingCan be quite possessed;Lay that on your heart,My young angry dear;This truth, this hard and precious stone,Lay it on your hot cheek,Let it hide your tear.Hold it like a crystalWhen you are aloneAnd gaze in the depths of the icy stone.Long, look long and youContinue reading “Advice to a girl: poem of the day”

You will hear thunder; poem of the day

YOU WILL HEAR THUNDERBy Anna Akhmatova You will hear thunder and remember me,And think: she wanted storms. The rimOf the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.That day in Moscow, it will all come true,when, for the last time, I take my leave,And hastenContinue reading “You will hear thunder; poem of the day”