A friend introduced me to this collection of poems by Rev. Keble a while back, and I thought his reflection on All Saints' Day would be fitting to share with you. Why blow’st thou not, thou wintry wind, Now every leaf is brown and sere, And idly droops, to thee resigned, The fading chaplet of the …
I met a dragon face to facethe year when I was ten,I took a trip to outer space,I braved a pirate's den,I wrestled with a wicked troll,and fought a great white shark,I trailed a rabbit down a hole,I hunted for a snark. I stowed aboard a submarine,I opened magic doors,I traveled in a time machine,and …
Continue reading Poetry: Prelutsky – I met a dragon face to face
For we, which now behold these present days, Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.
Home I return across the sea, And go to bed with backward looks At my dear land of Story-books.
I walked a mile with Pleasure;She chatted all the way;But left me none the wiserFor all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow;And ne’er a word said she;But, oh! The things I learned from her,When Sorrow walked with me. Robert Browning Hamilton This compact and impactful poem leaves little to be discussed. …
Madelyn Rose Craig 