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Category Archives: Poetry
Walking with Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Inscriptions – In Cabin’d Ships at Sea
Walking with Walt Whitman A daily installment from Leaves of Grass. ~ ❦ ~ Inscriptions In Cabin’d Ships at Sea In cabin’d ships at sea, The boundless blue on every side expanding, With whistling winds and music of the waves, … Continue reading
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Tagged In Cabin'd Ships at Sea, Inscriptions
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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “’T is so much joy!” (Life, 4)
’T is so much joy! ’T is so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so This side the victory! Life is but … Continue reading
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Tagged poem, T is so much joy
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Walking with Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Inscriptions – As I Ponder’d in Silence
Walking with Walt Whitman A daily installment from Leaves of Grass. ~ ❦ ~ Inscriptions As I Ponder’d in Silence As I ponder’d in silence, Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long, A Phantom arose before me with distrustful aspect, … Continue reading
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Tagged As I Ponderd in Silence, Inscriptions
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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “Soul, wilt thou toss again?” (Life, 3)
Soul, wilt thou toss again? By just such a hazard Hundreds have lost, indeed, But tens have won an all. Angels’ breathless ballot Lingers to record thee; Imps in eager caucus Raffle for my soul. … Continue reading
Walking with Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Inscriptions – One’s-Self I Sing
Walking with Walt Whitman A daily installment from Leaves of Grass. ~ ❦ ~ Inscriptions One’s-Self I Sing One’s-self I sing, a simple separate person, Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse. Of physiology from top to toe I … Continue reading
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Word Cloud: SYNTHESIS
by Nona Blyth Cloud The United States is a nation of borrowers. What we borrow is stuff from other cultures: words, food, music, clothing – whatever catches our eyes and ears. Then we put our own spin on it, or combine … Continue reading
Posted in Immigration, Poetry, United States, Word Cloud
Tagged Gulf War, Naomi Shihab Nye, Palestine, Religious Tolerance, SYNTHESIS, US Borders
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Walking with Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Title-page epigraph
Walking with Walt Whitman A daily installment from Leaves of Grass ~ ❦ ~ [Title page epigraph] Come, said my soul, Such verses for my Body let us write, (for we are one,) That should I after return, Or, long, … Continue reading
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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “Success is counted sweetest” (Life, 1)
Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple host Who took the flag to-day Can tell the definition, So clear, of victory, As he, defeated, dying, … Continue reading
The Coffee Shop – Wilfred Owen: “Dulce et Decorum Est”
Wilfred Owen, one of the great poets of World War 1, was born in England in 1893. He enlisted in 1915, and was commissioned as a second lieutenant in the Manchester Regiment. By early 1917, he had undergone several traumatic … Continue reading
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Tagged Dulce et Decorum Est, poem, Wilfred Owen, World War I
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