Poem of the Week 7-18-11
Some Like Poetry By Wislawa Szymborska Write it. Write. In ordinary ink on ordinary paper: they were given no food, they all died of hunger. “All. How many? It’s a…
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Some Like Poetry By Wislawa Szymborska Write it. Write. In ordinary ink on ordinary paper: they were given no food, they all died of hunger. “All. How many? It’s a…
Poems Of The Week – By Sri Chinmoy You can thrive In the face of adversity If you have ceaseless faith in yourself And if you are ready to play…
Summer Sun By Robert Louis Stevenson Great is the sun, and wide he goes Through empty heaven with repose; And in the blue and glowing days More thick than rain…
Old Methuselah’s Diet By Anonymous Old Methuselah’s DietBy Anonymous Methuselah ate what he found on his plate, And never as people do now; He took no account of…
The cat went here and there And the moon spun round like a top, And the nearest kin of the moon, The creeping cat, looked up. Black Minnaloushe stared at…
By Julia Ward Howe What is thy thought of me? What is thy feeling? Lov’st thou the veil of sense, Or its revealing? Leav’st thou the maiden rose Drooping and…
The lateral vibrations caress me, They leap and caress me, They work pathetically in my favour, They seek my financial good. She of the spear stands present. The gods of…
By George Herbert Full of rebellion, I would die, Or fight, or travel, or deny That thou has aught to do with me. O tame my heart; It is thy…
Mother, Summer, I By Philip Larkin My mother, who hates thunder storms, Holds up each summer day and shakes It out suspiciously, lest swarms Of grape-dark clouds are lurking there;…