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Flowers And Stars
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
Beloved! thourt gazing with thoughtful look
On those flowers of brilliant hue,
Sappho To Her Girlfriends
© Sappho
This is my song of maidens dear to me.
Eranna, a slight girl I counted thee,
Skizonoid
© Sukasah Syahdan
as old zagreb lies there
on the wait for a young friend driving,
i question myself, "Do you love nausea?";
seeing can't be this punishing
Sonnet VII: The Face of All the World
© Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The face of all the world is changed, I think,
Since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul
First Impressions: Budapest 1992
© Sukasah Syahdan
is many a love-struck couple kissing and hugging with passion by the Margit híd;
Christophe Colomb
© Jacques Delille
Eh! qui du grand Colomb ne connaît point l'histoire,
Lui dont un nouveau monde éternisa la gloire?
General John
© William Schwenck Gilbert
The bravest names for fire and flames
And all that mortal durst,
Were GENERAL JOHN and PRIVATE JAMES,
Of the Sixty-seventy-first.
My Little Doll
© Charles Kingsley
I once had a sweet little doll, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world;
From: An Evening Revery
© William Cullen Bryant
FROM AN UNFINISHED POEM
The summer day is closed--the sun is set:
Grandmothers Teaching
© Alfred Austin
``Grandmother dear, you do not know; you have lived the old-world life,
Under the twittering eaves of home, sheltered from storm and strife;
Rocking cradles, and covering jams, knitting socks for baby feet,
Or piecing together lavender bags for keeping the linen sweet:
Daughter, wife, and mother in turn, and each with a blameless breast,
Then saying your prayers when the nightfall came, and quietly dropping to rest.
This Beautiful Black Marriage
© Diane Wakoski
Photograph negative
her black arm: a diving porpoise,
sprawled across the ice-banked pillow.
Head: a sheet of falling water.
Her legs: icicle branches breaking into light.
We, The Living
© Ivan Donn Carswell
There were moments when we rose above despair
borne by strength of spirit in your name,
but tragedy remained in darkened shadow's
gloom beneath your widow's eyes.
To win a game
© Ivan Donn Carswell
How do you win a football game? Not by skill alone or clever plays,
in modern days the game has changed and subterfuge and actors
ways will pave the path to glory. Fitness pays a fair reward to keep
a fleetness in the feet, a clearness in the head, and special food
On the Bill Which Was Passed in England For Regulating the Slave-Trade
© Helen Maria Williams
The hollow winds of night no more
In wild, unequal cadence pour,
Italy : 35. Caius Cestius
© Samuel Rogers
When I am inclined to be serious, I love to wander up
and down before the tomb of Caius Cestius. The
Protestant burial-ground is there; and most of the little
monuments are erected to the young ; young men of
Gray Weather
© Robinson Jeffers
It is true that, older than man and ages to outlast him, the Pacific surf
Still cheerfully pounds the worn granite drum;
Fragment
© James Weldon Johnson
The hand of Fate cannot be stayed,
The course of Fate cannot be steered,
By all the gods that man has made,
Nor all the devils he has feared,
Not by the prayers that might be prayed
In all the temples he has reared.
Phasellus Ille
© Ezra Pound
Come Beauty barefoot from the Cyclades,
She'd find a model for St. Anthony
In this thing's sure decorum and behaviour.
The Companions
© Alfred Noyes
How few are they that voyage through the night
On that eternal quest,
For that strange light beyond our light,
That rest beyond our rest.
