Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Friday, July 29, 2016

Leconte de Lisle: "The Jaguar's Dream"

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Here's one of those poems that grabbed me, and I had to keep coming back to read it. The Jaguar's Dream Lianas in bright bloom ...
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Thursday, December 25, 2014

Thomas Hardy: "A Nightmare, And The Next Thing

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A Nightmare, And The Next Thing On this decline of  Christmas Day The empty street is fogg4ed and blurred: The house-fronts all seem bac...
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Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Carl Sandburg: Happiness

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                               Happiness I asked professors who teach the meaning of life to tell me      what is happiness. And I went ...
Monday, November 19, 2012

Carl Sandburg: Phizzog

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Carl Sandburg in one of his lighter moments--or perhaps rueful might be more appropriate? Phizzog This face you got, This here phizzo...
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Monday, August 6, 2012

Langston Hughes: Looking for Joy

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Joy I went to look for Joy , Slim, dancing Joy, Gay, laughing Joy, Bright-eyed Joy-- And I found her Driving the butcher's cart ...
Sunday, July 8, 2012

Wallace Stevens: Anecdote of the Jar

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This is one of Wallace Stevens' most familiar and most anthologized poems.  It's also an example of how memory can play tricks on on...
Friday, June 22, 2012

Carl Sandburg: a definition (nine actually) of poetry

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Poets and critics and scholars have long debated the nature of poetry.  However, I don't think anyone has come up with one definition th...
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Saturday, June 2, 2012

Thomas Hardy: June 2, 1840--Jan. 11, 1928

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I frequently read comments that Thomas Hardy's works seem morbid or pessimistic or gloomy.  I guess Hardy's works are like the Bible...
Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Paul Lawrence Dunbar, "The Mystery"

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This poem by Paul Lawrence Dunbar expresses one of the basic tenets of Taoism: we know not where we come from and we know not where we go. ...
Thursday, December 29, 2011

The Kilkenny Cats

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When I came across this poem, I seemed to be reminded of something, but I don't know exactly what it might be. Does it remind you of an...
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Monday, October 24, 2011

Loren Eiseley: We Are The Scriveners

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We Are The Scriveners I have not seen her in forty years. She is old now, or lies in one of those midwestern farm cemeteries where no o...
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Sunday, October 2, 2011

Wallace Stevens: October 2, 1879 to August 2, 1955

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An intriguing poem by Wallace Stevens. Actually, I'm not sure what to make of it. The Silver Plough-Boy A black figure dances in a bl...
Friday, July 1, 2011

Serendipity

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This is something new I've decided to try out. Some might call it blog clutter, but I prefer "Serendipity," which one source...
Thursday, June 30, 2011

The Rubaiyat: Quatrain XLII

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Quatrain XLII is the fourth in a series of six linked quatrains, joined by references to the grape or wine. First Edition: Quatrain XLII A...
Monday, June 27, 2011

Paul Lawrence Dunbar: June 27, 1872--Feb. 07, 1906

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A simple poem, almost childish, until the last stanza. The Poet and His Song A song is but a little thing, And yet what joy it ...
Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Gwendolyn Brooks: June 7, 1917--Dec. 3, 2000

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The following poem by Gwendolyn Brooks is stark and bare. Some poems may match, but I doubt any can surpass it. The speakers look at th...
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Friday, June 3, 2011

The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam: Quatrain XLI

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This is the third quatrain in a set of six that are linked together by the mention of wine or the grape in various ways. First Edition: Qua...
Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Walt Whitman: May 31, 1819 to March 26, 1892

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From Song of Myself , Stanza 50 There is that in me--I do not know what it is--but I know it is in me. Wrench'd and sweaty--calm and...
Sunday, May 22, 2011

In Memoriam: Langston Hughes Feb. 1, 1902--May 22, 1967

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Afro-American Fragment So long, So far away Is Africa. Not even memories alive Save those that history books create, Save those that songs B...
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Saturday, May 14, 2011

Emily Dickinson: Dec 10, 1830--May 15, 1886, In Memoriam

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Emily Dickinson lived only fifty-six years, and much of that time as a recluse. However, the almost 1800 poems that she wrote will keep her...
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