When all the world is young, lad,And all the trees are green;And every goose is a swan, lad,And every lass a queen;Then hey, for boot and horse, lad,And round the world away;Young blood must have its course, lad,And every dog its day. Charles Kingsley,Water Babies There is sorrow enough in the natural wayFrom men andContinue reading “A poem to my dog”
The Brontë Sisters In Love They say that money makes the world go around, although others would contend that it’s love that makes everything tick – both these things continue to elude me, but even I am fascinated by the love lives of the Brontës: did Charlotte’s loves infuse her writings, did Anne really fallContinue reading “Emily, Anne and Charlotte Brontë – About Love”
O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down Thro’ the clear windows of the morning, turn Thine angel eyes upon our western isle, Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring! The hills tell each other, and the listening Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turned Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth,Continue reading “To Spring – William Blake poem”
Out, Out by Robert Frost is a narrative poem published in a collection of poems titled Mountain Interval in 1916 when millions of young men were losing their lives on the battlefields of World War I. On an American farm a hungry young boy is cutting wood with a buzz saw. Frost uses personification with the sawContinue reading “Out Out By Robert Frost”
Dragostea de puiculiță Ca gușa de porumbiță, Cu gurița mititea, Cu gropițe lângă ea, Cu zâmbirea ei cu haz, Cu gropițe în obraz Și cu dragostea în ochi De mă tem să n-o deochi. Noaptea când te-nchipuiesc Îmi vine să-nnebunesc, Iară ziua aș lua Lumea-n cap de boala ta.
O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car. He hears me not, but o’er the yawning deep Rides heavy; his storms are unchain’d, sheathed In ribbed steel; I dare not lift mine eyes;Continue reading “To Winter – poem by William Blake”
Are you the one who keeps waning the sunlight after the rain? All to yourself, While running so carelesslydown the road that I despise See Something beyond that hill? Is it a sight my eyes have never seen? TheFerkel 2020
I They went to sea in a Sieve, they did, In a Sieve they went to sea: In spite of all their friends could say, On a winter’s morn, on a stormy day, In a Sieve they went to sea! And when the Sieve turned round and round, And every one cried, ‘You’llContinue reading ““The Jumblies” by Edward Lear”
Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
How can I keep my soul in me, so that it doesn’t touch your soul? How can I raise it high enough, past you, to other things? I would like to shelter it, among remote lost objects, in some dark and silent place that doesn’t resonate when your depths resound. Yet everything that touches us,Continue reading “Love Song – Poem by Rainer Maria Rilke”