"Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality." #EmilyDickinson #poetry
Tag: Poet
Poetry: Li Po – Sitting Alone by Ching-t’ing Mountain
We never tire of this dance because, unlike the mountain, we trust in a more reliable thing than either the seasonable birds or the crumbling mountain.
Poetry: Shakespeare – Sonnet 146
For once death is dead, swallowed up in Christ's victory, "there's no more dying then."
Poetry: Stevens – Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
Of memory, laughter, and the following blackbird.
Poetry: Donne – A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning
"Such wilt thou be to me, who must, Like th' other foot, obliquely run; Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end where I begun."
Madelyn Rose Craig 