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
There is no Frigate like a BookTo take us Lands awayNor any Coursers like a PageOf prancing Poetry –This Traverse may the poorest takeWithout oppress of Toll –How frugal is the ChariotThat bears the Human Soul – Simple, elegant, and contained within itself. This poem lends itself to be what it instructs: a frugal chariot …
Continue reading Poetry: Dickenson – There is no Frigate like a Book
From you have I been absent in the spring,When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him.Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smellOf different flowers in odour and in hue,Could make me any summer’s story tell,Or from their proud …
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. …
