The Cold HeavenBY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS Suddenly I saw the cold and rook-delighting heavenThat seemed as though ice burned and was but the more ice,And thereupon imagination and heart were drivenSo wild that every casual thought of that and thisVanished, and left but memories, that should be out of seasonWith the hot blood of youth,Continue reading “Cold heaven: 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”
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”
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!”
When great trees fall: poem of the day
WHEN GREAT TREES FALL By Maya Angelou When great trees fall,rocks on distant hills shudder,lions hunker downin tall grasses,and even elephantslumber after safety.When great trees fallin forests,small things recoil into silence,their senseseroded beyond fear.When great souls die, the air around us becomeslight, rare, sterile.We breathe, briefly.Our eyes, briefly,see witha hurtful clarity.Our memory, suddenly sharpened,examines,gnaws onContinue reading “When great trees fall: poem of the day”
A prick, a sting and a pretty pretty thing
What Thing Is Love?By George Peele What Thing Is Love? What thing is love? for sure love is a thing.It is a prick, it is a sting,It is a pretty, pretty thing;It is a fire, it is a coal,Whose flame creeps in at every hole;And as my wit doth best devise,Love’s dwelling is in ladies’Continue reading “A prick, a sting and a pretty pretty thing”
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”
Commandments: poem of the day
THE PARADOXICAL COMMANDMENTSBy Kent M. Keith People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered.Love them anyway. If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.Do good anyway. If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.Succeed anyway. The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.Do good anyway. Honesty and franknessContinue reading “Commandments: poem of the day”
It’s fine today: poem of the day
IT’S FINE TODAYBy Douglas Malloch Sure, this world is full of trouble I ain’t said it ain’t.Lord, I’ve had enough and double Reason for complaint;Rain and storm have come to fret me, Skies are often gray;Thorns and brambles have beset me On the road — but say, Ain’t it fine today? What’s the use ofContinue reading “It’s fine today: poem of the day”
Courage: poem of the day
COURAGEby Robert William Service Today I opened wide my eyes,And stared with wonder and surprise,To see beneath November skiesAn apple blossom peer;Upon a branch as bleak as nightIt gleamed exultant on my sight,A fairy beacon burning brightOf hope and cheer.”Alas!” said I, “poor foolish thing,Have you mistaken this for Spring?Behold, the thrush has taken wing,AndContinue reading “Courage: poem of the day”
The grey clover 