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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “The heart asks pleasure first” (Life, 9)
The heart asks pleasure first, And then, excuse from pain; And then, those little anodynes That deaden suffering; And then, to go to sleep; And then, if it should be The will of its Inquisitor, The liberty … Continue reading
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Word Cloud: SOLSTICE
by Nona Blyth Cloud While Memorial Day has become the unofficial start of summer for Americans, the actual start of the season is the Summer Solstice, which this year begins at 6:34 p.m. EDT on Monday, June 20. I’ve decided … Continue reading
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Tagged John Koethe, June, Lynda Hull, Mary Oliver, Sara Teasdale, SOLSTICE, Stacie Cassarino
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Walking with Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Inscriptions – Eidolons
Walking with Walt Whitman A daily installment from Leaves of Grass. ~ ❦ ~ Eidolans I met a seer, Passing the hues and objects of the world, The fields of art and learning, pleasure, sense, To glean eidolons. Put in … Continue reading
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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “A wounded deer leaps highest” (Life, 8)
A wounded deer leaps highest, I ’ve heard the hunter tell; ’T is but the ecstasy of death, And then the brake is still. The smitten rock that gushes, The trampled steel that springs: A cheek is always redder Just … Continue reading
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Walking with Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Inscriptions – To Thee Old Cause
Walking with Walt Whitman A daily installment from Leaves of Grass. ~ ❦ ~ To Thee Old Cause To thee old cause! Thou peerless, passionate, good cause, Thou stern, remorseless, sweet idea, Deathless throughout the ages, races, lands, After a … Continue reading
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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “Within my reach!” (Life, 7)
Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village, Sauntered as soft away! So unsuspected violets Within the fields lie low, Too late for striving fingers That passed, an … Continue reading
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Walking with Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Inscriptions – To A Historian
Walking with Walt Whitman A daily installment from Leaves of Grass. ~ ❦ ~ To a Historian You who celebrate bygones, Who have explored the outward, the surfaces of the races, the life that has … Continue reading
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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “If I can stop one heart from breaking” (Life, 6)
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not … Continue reading
Walking with Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Inscriptions – To Foreign Lands
Walking with Walt Whitman A daily installment from Leaves of Grass. ~ ❦ ~ Insriptions To Foreign Lands I heard that you ask’d for something to prove this puzzle the New World, And to define America, her athletic Democracy, Therefore … Continue reading
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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “Glee! the great storm is over!” (Life, 5)
Glee! the great storm is over! Four have recovered the land; Forty gone down together Into the boiling sand. Ring, for the scant salvation! Toll, for the bonnie souls,— Neighbor and friend and bridegroom, Spinning upon the shoals! How they … Continue reading
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