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”
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Poem of the day: invictus
InvictusBy 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 wrath andContinue reading “Poem of the day: invictus”
Poem of the day: the people upstairs
The People UpstairsBy Ogden Nash The people upstairs all practise balletTheir living room is a bowling alleyTheir bedroom is full of conducted tours.Their radio is louder than yours,They celebrate week-ends all the week.When they take a shower, your ceilings leak.They try to get their parties to mixBy supplying their guests with Pogo sticks,And when theirContinue reading “Poem of the day: the people upstairs”
Poem of the day: the new colossus
The New ColossusBY EMMA LAZARUS Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,With conquering limbs astride from land to land;Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall standA mighty woman with a torch, whose flameIs the imprisoned lightning, and her nameMother of Exiles. From her beacon-handGlows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes commandThe air-bridged harbor that twinContinue reading “Poem of the day: the new colossus”
Poem of the day: Rural reflections
Rural ReflectionsBy Adrienne Rich This is the grass your feet are planted on.You paint it orange or you sing it green,But you have never foundA way to make the grass mean what you mean. A cloud can be whatever you intend:Ostrich or leaning tower or staring eye.But you have never foundA cloud sufficient to expressContinue reading “Poem of the day: Rural reflections”
Poem of the day: Roses and rue
Roses and rueBy Oscar Wilde Could we dig up this long-buried treasure,Were it worth the pleasure,We never could learn love’s song,We are parted too long.Could the passionate past that is fledCall back its dead,Could we live it all over again,Were it worth the pain!I remember we used to meetBy an ivied seat,And you warbled eachContinue reading “Poem of the day: Roses and rue”
Poem of the day: Anecdote
ANECDOTE OF THE JARBy Wallace Stevens I placed a jar in Tennessee, And round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness Surround that hill.The wilderness rose up to it,And sprawled around, no longer wild. The jar was round upon the ground And tall and of a port in air.It took dominion everywhere.Continue reading “Poem of the day: Anecdote”
Poem of the day: A hue
A Hue and Cry after Fair AmoretBy William Congreve FAIR Amoret is gone astray— Pursue and seek her, ev’ry lover;I’ll tell the signs by which you may The wand’ring Shepherdess discover.Coquette and coy at once her air, Both studied, tho’ both seem neglected;Careless she is, with artful care, Affecting to seem unaffected.With skill her eyesContinue reading “Poem of the day: A hue”
Poem of the day: Harlem
HARLEM By Langston Hughes What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over— like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?
Poem of the day: Alone
ALONEBy Edgar Allen Poe From childhood’s hour I have not beenAs others were—I have not seenAs others saw—I could not bringMy passions from a common spring—From the same source I have not takenMy sorrow—I could not awakenMy heart to joy at the same tone—And all I lov’d—I lov’d alone—Then—in my childhood—in the dawnOf a mostContinue reading “Poem of the day: Alone”
The grey clover 