A YEAR IN POEMS 4/14/2021

   “To fling my arms wideIn some place of the sun,To whirl and to danceTill the white day is done.Then rest at cool eveningBeneath a tall treeWhile night comes on gently,    Dark like me—That is my dream!” Langston Hughes,...

A YEAR IN POEMS 4/13/2021

  “Because I cannot sleepI make music at night.I am troubled by the onewhose face has the color of spring flowers.I have neither sleep nor patience,neither a good reputation nor disgrace.A thousand robes of wisdom are gone.” Rumi, “Ode 314” (transl. by C Barks...

A YEAR IN POEMS 4/12/2021

 “I know a thing that’s most uncommon;(Envy, be silent and attend!)I know a reasonable Woman,Handsome and witty, yet a Friend.Not warp’d by Passion, awed by Rumour;Not grave through Pride, nor gay through Folly,An equal Mixture of good HumourAnd...

A YEAR IN POEMS 4/11/2021

                       “i shall imagine lifeis not worth dying, if(and when) roses complaintheir beauties are in vainbut though mankind persuadesitself that every...

A YEAR IN POEMS 4/10/2021

 “We real cool. WeLeft school. We Lurk late. WeStrike straight. WeSing sin. WeThin gin. WeJazz June. WeDie soon.”Gwendolyn Brooks. “We Real Cool”This is the poem that taught me about free verse, although it’s not really free verse, is it?...