Poem of the day: under the moon

Alone and drinking under the moon By Li Po Amongst the flowers Iam alone with my pot of winedrinking by myself; then liftingmy cup I asked the moonto drink with me, its reflectionand mine in the wine cup, justthe three of us; then I sighfor the moon cannot drink,and my shadow goes emptily alongwith meContinue reading “Poem of the day: under the moon”

Poem of the day: Time enough

Time enough By Ella Wheeler Wilcox I know it is early morning, And hope is calling aloud,And your heart is afire with Youth’s desire To hurry along with the crowd.But linger a bit by the roadside, And lend a hand by the way,’Tis a curious fact that a generous act Brings leisure and luck toContinue reading “Poem of the day: Time enough”

Poem of the day: An objection

An objection to being stepped on By Robert Frost At the end of the rowI stepped on the toeOf an unemployed hoe.It rose in offenseAnd struck me a blowIn the seat of my sense.It wasn’t to blameBut I called it a name.And I must say it dealtMe a blow that I feltLike a malice prepense.YouContinue reading “Poem of the day: An objection”

Poem of the day: Colour

Colour By Tina Chang Up ahead it’s white. Snow animal,I’m running at your back. I’ve failed to tell youI’ve been hungry all this time, to tell youI’ve been searching for you, like meat,like water. All my life, I’ve distancedmyself. As if to know you was to drown.As if to find you I’d usher myself furtherfromContinue reading “Poem of the day: Colour”

Poem of the day: Saturday’s child

SATURDAY’S CHILD BY COUNTEE CULLEN Some are teethed on a silver spoon, With the stars strung for a rattle;I cut my teeth as the black raccoon— For implements of battle.Some are swaddled in silk and down, And heralded by a star;They swathed my limbs in a sackcloth gown On a night that was black asContinue reading “Poem of the day: Saturday’s child”

Poem of the day: Alone

ALONE By Maya Angelou Lying, thinkingLast nightHow to find my soul a homeWhere water is not thirstyAnd bread loaf is not stoneI came up with one thingAnd I don’t believe I’m wrongThat nobody,But nobodyCan make it out here alone.Alone, all aloneNobody, but nobodyCan make it out here alone.There are some millionairesWith money they can’t useTheirContinue reading “Poem of the day: Alone”

Poem of the week: The farm house by the river

The farm house by the river By Paul Laurence Dunbar I know a little country place Where still my heart doth linger, And o’er its fields is every grace Lined out by memory’s finger. Back from the lane where poplar grew And aspens quake and quiver, There stands all bath’d in summer’s glow A farmContinue reading “Poem of the week: The farm house by the river”

Poem of the day: As I grew older

AS I GREW OLDER BY Langston Hughes It was a long time ago.I have almost forgotten my dream.But it was there then,In front of me,Bright like a sun—My dream.And then the wall rose,Rose slowly,Slowly,Between me and my dream.Rose until it touched the sky—The wall.Shadow.I am black.I lie down in the shadow.No longer the light ofContinue reading “Poem of the day: As I grew older”

Poem of the day: The brook

THE BROOK By Alfred Tennyson I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sallyAnd sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley.By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges,By twenty thorpes, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.Till last by Philip’s farm I flow ToContinue reading “Poem of the day: The brook”

Poem of the day: Richard Cory

RICHARD CORY By Edwin Arlington Robinson Whenever Richard Cory went down town,We people on the pavement looked at him:He was a gentleman from sole to crown,Clean favored, and imperially slim.And he was always quietly arrayed,And he was always human when he talked;But still he fluttered pulses when he said,”Good-morning,” and he glittered when he walked.AndContinue reading “Poem of the day: Richard Cory”