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morning dew

photo by markop@flickr The detail in the water drops is just awesome. The photographer paired the shot with this poem: Morning has broken, like the first morning Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for … Continue reading

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Martín Fierro

One of my favorite pieces of poetry comes from a much longer poem published between 1872 and 1879 by Jose Hernandez of Argentina. (English link) Mi gloria es vivir tan libre como el pájaro del cielo; no hago nido en … Continue reading

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dumbledore

Spotted this just now: On this scene enter – winged, horned, and spined – A longlegs, a moth, and a dumbledore Thomas Hardy, An August Midnight A dumbledore is a bee. I wonder if that’s deliberate with respect to Harry … Continue reading

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Carrion Comfort

Carrion Comfort NOT, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee; Not untwist—slack they may be—these last strands of man In me ór, most weary, cry I can no more. I can; Can something, hope, wish day come, not … Continue reading

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Martín Fierro

Mi gloria es vivir tan libre como el pájaro del cielo; no hago nido en este suelo ande hay tanto que sufrir, y naides me ha de seguir cuando yo remuento el vuelo. Jose Hernandez, 1872 A more modern rendition … Continue reading

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Ozymandias

Ozymandias I met a traveler from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer … Continue reading

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La Vita Nuova

La Vita Nuova In that book which is My memory . . . On the first page That is the chapter when I first met you Appear the words . . . Here begins a new life Dante Alighieri Like … Continue reading

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Wild Nights

Wild nights. Wild nights! Were I with thee, Wild nights should be Our luxury! Futile the winds To a heart in port Done with the compass Done with the chart. Rowing in Eden. Ah, the sea. Might I but moor … Continue reading

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This Is Just To Say

I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold William Carlos Williams Like 0

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The Thousandth Man

One man in a thousand, Solomon says, Will stick more close than a brother. And it’s worth while seeking him half your days If you find him before the other. Nine nundred and ninety-nine depend On what the world sees … Continue reading

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