A Quoi Bon Dire?BY CHARLOTTE MEW Seventeen years ago you saidSomething that sounded like Good-bye;And everybody thinks that you are dead,But I.So I, as I grow stiff and coldTo this and that say Good-bye too;And everybody sees that I am oldBut you.And one fine morning in a sunny laneSome boy and girl will meet andContinue reading “A quoi bon dire?”
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Diving into the wreck
Diving into the wreck BY ADRIENNE RICHFirst having read the book of myths,and loaded the camera,and checked the edge of the knife-blade,I put onthe body-armor of black rubberthe absurd flippersthe grave and awkward mask.I am having to do thisnot like Cousteau with hisassiduous teamaboard the sun-flooded schoonerbut here alone.There is a ladder.The ladder is alwaysContinue reading “Diving into the wreck”
The Tyger
The Tyger BY WILLIAM BLAKETyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes?On what wings dare he aspire?What the hand, dare seize the fire?And what shoulder, & what art,Could twist the sinews ofContinue reading “The Tyger”
A host of golden daffodils
From childhood’s hour
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Ticheborne’s Elegy
Elegy BY CHIDIOCK TICHEBORNE (Written before his execution)My prime of youth is but a frost of cares;My feast of joy is but a dish of pain,My crop of corn is but a field of tares,And all my good is but vain hope of gain:The day is past, and yet I saw no sun,And now IContinue reading “Ticheborne’s Elegy”
Hold fast to dreams
DreamsBY LANGSTON HUGHESHold fast to dreamsFor if dreams dieLife is a broken-winged birdThat cannot fly. Hold fast to dreamsFor when dreams goLife is a barren fieldFrozen with snow.
If I can stop one heart from breaking by Emily Dickinson
If I Can Stop one heart from breakingBY EMILY DICKINSONIf I can stop one Heart from breaking,I shall not live in vainIf I can ease one Life the Aching,Or cool one Pain,Or help one fainting RobinUnto his Nest again, I shall not live in vain.
Caged Bird by Maya Angelou
Caged BirdBY MAYA ANGELOU A free bird leapson the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current endsand dips his wingin the orange sun raysand dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalksdown his narrow cagecan seldom see throughhis bars of ragehis wings are clipped and his feet are tiedso heContinue reading “Caged Bird by Maya Angelou”
Solitude by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
SolitudeBY ELLA WHEELER WILCOXLaugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone;For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.Sing, and the hills will answer;Sigh, it is lost on the air;The echoes bound to a joyful sound,But shrink from voicing care.Rejoice, and men will seek you;Grieve, andContinue reading “Solitude by Ella Wheeler Wilcox”
The grey clover 