Rowing Home by ?

I pull against a sullen sea To a port of dreams of what might be I bend a blade to make a wake Propelled by knowing what’s at stake Unsleek this wherry seen from above Its course corrected true by love Each stroke ended in a feather Of dripping worry if and whether You’ll be […]

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O sweet spontaneous by e.e. cummings

O Sweet spontaneous by: e.e. cummings (1894-1962) O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting   fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked   thee , has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy   beauty, how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and   buffeting thee that thou mightest […]

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The Trees by Philip Larkin

The Trees by Philip Larkin The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief.Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they die too, Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of […]

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The Lost Garden by Dana Gioia

The Lost Garden If ever we see those gardens again, The summer will be gone—at least our summer. Some other mockingbird will concertize Among the mulberries, and other vines Will climb the high brick wall to disappear. How many footpaths crossed the old estate— The gracious acreage of a grander age— So many trees to […]

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A Tuft of Flowers by Robert Frost

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