POETISHES

POETISHES

Poetry is the spice of Rationality. It is the almost invincible vehicle of words and language.

  • August 6, 2021

    The Secret

    The Secret

    By Charles Buskowski Don’t worry, nobody has thebeautiful lady, not really, andnobody has the strange andhidden power, nobody isexceptional or wonderful ormagic, they only seem to beit’s all a trick, an in, a con,don’t buy it, don’t believe it.the world is packed withbillions of people whose livesand deaths are useless andwhen one of these jumps […]

  • August 4, 2021

    Echo

    Echo

    By Christina Rossetti Come to me in the silence of the night;   Come in the speaking silence of a dream;Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright   As sunlight on a stream;      Come back in tears,O memory, hope, love of finished years. Oh dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet,   Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,Where […]

  • August 4, 2021

    A Boat Beneath a Sunny Sky

    A Boat Beneath a Sunny Sky

    By Lewis Carroll A boat beneath a sunny sky,Lingering onward dreamilyIn an evening of July — Children three that nestle near,Eager eye and willing ear,Pleased a simple tale to hear — Long has paled that sunny sky:Echoes fade and memories die:Autumn frosts have slain July. Still she haunts me, phantomwise,Alice moving under skiesNever seen by […]

  • August 4, 2021

    A Modest Love

    A Modest Love

    By Sir Edward Dyer The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall,The fly her spleen, the little sparks their heat;The slender hairs cast shadows, though but small,And bees have stings, although they be not great;Seas have their source, and so have shallow springs;And love is love, in beggars as in kings. Where rivers smoothest […]

  • August 4, 2021

    The African Burial Ground

    The African Burial Ground

    By Yusef Komonyakaa They came as Congo, Guinea, & Angola,   feet tuned to rhythms of a thumb piano.      They came to work fields of barley & flax, livestock, stone & slab, brick & mortar,   to make wooden barrels, some going      from slave to servant & half-freeman. They built tongue & groove — wedged   into their place in […]

  • August 3, 2021

    October 1803

    October 1803

    By William Wordsworth These times strike monied world lings with dismay:   Even rich men, brave by nature, taint the air   With words of apprehension and despair:   While tens of thousands, thinking on the affray,   Men unto whom sufficient for the day   And minds not stinted or untilled are given,   […]

  • August 3, 2021

    Power of Music

    Power of Music

    By William Wordsworth AN Orpheus! an Orpheus! yes, Faith may grow bold,And take to herself all the wonders of old;–Near the stately Pantheon you’ll meet with the sameIn the street that from Oxford hath borrowed its name. His station is there; and he works on the crowd,He sways them with harmony merry and loud;He fills with his power all their hearts to the brim–Was aught ever heard like his fiddle and him? What an eager assembly! what an empire is this!The weary have life, and the hungry have bliss;The mourner is cheered, and the anxious have rest;And the guilt-burthened […]

  • August 3, 2021

    I Wondered Lonely as a Cloud

    I Wondered Lonely as a Cloud

    By William Wordsworth I wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o’er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shineAnd twinkle on the milky way,They stretched in never-ending lineAlong the margin of […]

  • August 2, 2021

    The Orphan

    The Orphan

    By Ann Taylor

  • August 1, 2021

    An African Elegy

    An African Elegy

    By Robert Duncan

  • July 31, 2021

    An Anatomy of the World

    An Anatomy of the World

    By John Donne

  • July 31, 2021

    The Calm by John Donne

    The Calm by John Donne

    English Poet

  • July 31, 2021

    The sun rising

    The sun rising

    The Sun Rising by John Donne

  • July 28, 2021

    The Casualties

    The Casualties

    By John Pepper Clerk The casualties are not only those who are dead; They are well out of it. The casualties are not only those who are wounded, Though they await burial by installment. The casualties are not only those who have lost Persons or property, hard as it is To grope for a touch that […]

  • July 28, 2021

    The Concept of Literature

    The Concept of Literature

    Literature is the composition of writing which usually comes in form of prose, drama and poetry. It is written text like drama, fiction, essays, poetry and biography in a creative artistic way. Literature is an imaginative work of art which uses language and other literary devices to give a picture of a certain reality. Literature […]

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