Poetry: Dickinson – Because I could not stop for Death

"Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality." #EmilyDickinson #poetry

Poetry: Brontë – O come with me

O come with me, thus ran the song,The moon is bright in Autumn’s sky,And thou hast toiled and laboured longWith aching head and weary eye.Emily Jane Brontë I stumbled across this poem recently. I realized that while I knew of the Brontë sisters’ novels, I knew very little of their poetry. This one stuck out …

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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.

Looking Back on One Year

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Poetry: Shakespeare – Sonnet 146

For once death is dead, swallowed up in Christ's victory, "there's no more dying then."