Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore;— Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day. The things which I have seen … Continue reading Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

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The Reaper and the Flowers * Wadsworth Poetry

There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. "Shall I have naught that is fair?" saith he; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give … Continue reading The Reaper and the Flowers * Wadsworth Poetry

As imperceptibly as Grief by Emily Dickinson- Say Goodbye to Summer

As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away -- Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy -- A Quietness distilled As Twilight long begun, Or Nature spending with herself Sequestered Afternoon -- The Dusk drew earlier in -- The Morning foreign shone -- A courteous, yet harrowing Grace, As Guest, that would be gone … Continue reading As imperceptibly as Grief by Emily Dickinson- Say Goodbye to Summer

Rainer Maria Rilke Poem of the Day: You who never arrived

Du im Voraus verlorne Geliebte, Nimmergekommene, nicht weiß ich, welche Töne dir lieb sind. Nicht mehr versuch ich, dich, wenn das Kommende wogt, zu erkennen. Alle die großen Bildern in mir, im Fernen erfahrene Landschaft, Städte und Türme und Brücken und un- vermutete Wendung der Wege und das Gewaltige jener von Göttern einst durchwachsenen Länder: … Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke Poem of the Day: You who never arrived

Mein Herz * Rainer Maria Rilke Poetry for Today

Ich weiß nicht, was ich habe, mir ist ums Herz so schwer..... Ums Herze? Ach was sag ich - ich hab doch keines mehr. Seit ich, mein Glück, dich kenne, du süßes Liebchen mein, vom ersten Augenblicke an wars ja doch schon dein. O mögst du es behalten, damit es stets so blieb - es … Continue reading Mein Herz * Rainer Maria Rilke Poetry for Today

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?

After the lovely Sonnet 116 and Sonnet 130, I present to you another love poem.  Despite being a popular Shakespeare poem, this is not a sonnet of any kind. It only has twelve lines and a sonnet needs fourteen. Of course, this poem isn't even written in iambic-pentameter! It's rhyme scheme is AABCCB-DDEFFE. O Mistress mine, where … Continue reading O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?

Die Engel * Rainer Maria Rilke

Sie haben alle müde Münde und helle Seelen ohne Saum. Und eine Sehnsucht (wie nach Sünde) geht ihnen manchmal durch den Traum. They all have tired mouths And luminous, illimitable souls; And a longing (as if for sin) Trembles at times through their dreams. Fast gleichen sie einander alle; in Gottes Gärten schweigen sie, wie … Continue reading Die Engel * Rainer Maria Rilke

Much Madness * Emily Dickinson

As we are still raising awareness for the Mental Health month, we'll have a look at a sweet poem by Emily Dickinson. The message itself is, while powerful, fairly simple to understand—what is called madness is often actually the truest sanity, but as long as it differs from the perspective of the majority who defines … Continue reading Much Madness * Emily Dickinson