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It would be neat if with the New Year

© James Russell Lowell

I keep wearing them because they fit so good
and I need them, especially when I love so hard,
where I go up those boulder strewn trails,
where flowers crack rocks in their defiant love for the light.

Old Idea Of Choan By Rosoriu

© Ezra Pound

I

The narrow streets cut into the wide highway at Choan,

May you be blessed, modest, magnificent;
you have possessed the highest summit of my heart,
you who are at once the artist
of lowly and most lofty things, who bear in your hands
my life as if it was your work of art!

Greatness

© Edgar Albert Guest

We can be great by helping one another;
We can be loved for very simple deeds;
Who has the grateful mention of a brother
Has really all the honor that he needs.

Lovers

© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

O lovers, lovers it is time

to set out from the world.

Golden State

© Frank Bidart

I
To see my father
lying in pink velvet, a rosary
twined around his hands, rouged,

Fanny

© John Betjeman

Part Four of “Pro Femina”

At Samoa, hardly unpacked, I commenced planting,

The One I Think of Now

© Wesley McNair

At the end of my stepfather’s life

when his anger was gone,

To S. M. A Young African Painter, On Seeing His Works

© Phillis Wheatley

TO show the lab’ring bosom’s deep intent,

And thought in living characters to paint,

Old Men Complaining

© Padraic Colum

First Old Man

He threw his crutched stick down: there came

I Am Learning To Abandon the World

© Linda Pastan

I am learning to abandon the world

before it can abandon me.

Master And Man

© Sir Henry Newbolt

Do ye ken hoo to fush for the salmon?

If ye'll listen I'll tell ye.

To the Angel Spirit of the Most Excellent Sir Philip Sidney

(Variant printed in Samuel Daniel’s 1623 Works)

To thee, pure spirit, to thee alone addressed

The Forest Boy

THE trees have now hid at the edge of the hurst
The spot where the ruins decay
Of the cottage, where Will of the Woodland was nursed,
And lived so beloved, till the moment accursed