Category Archives: Poetry
“You’re An Idiot, Babe. It’s A Wonder That You Still Know How to Breathe.”
On Robert Frost, “He is the only straight white man on this list and you should take my recommendation of a straight white man really heavily because you know he really had to do something good to get on this … Continue reading
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Tagged arts and letters, cancel culture, discrimination, literary criticism, poetry reading, white privilege, woke
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The Sands o’Dee by Charles Kingsley
The Sands o’Dee by Charles Kingsley (1819 -1875) Illustrations by James Thurber as they appeared in The New Yorker Read by Jean Aked The Sands of Dee “O Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, … Continue reading
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Tagged beach, charles kingsley, james thurber, sands, sea foam, the sands of dde, the sands of dee, tide
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To the Ladies By Lady Mary Chudleigh
17th Century poet Mary Chudleigh fought the feminist battle three hundred years before most people thought that fight started. Read by the incomparable Ghizela Rowe. To The Ladies by Lady Mary Chudleigh (1656–1710) Wife and servant are the same, But … Continue reading
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Tagged 17th century, female poetry, Lady Mary Chudleigh, Poetry, to the ladies
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Snake by D.H. Lawrence
As a young teenager I practiced a great deal with a slingshot called a Wrist Rocket. They’re still sold today. After some time I got quite accurate and one day a bird in a tree seemed a natural target. I … Continue reading
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Tagged animal poems, D.H. Larence, poetms, Poetry, snake, the snake, video
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Keats and Proust and Lennon and McCartney
This poem, this prose, and this song, all remind me of each other. Ben Whishaw beautifully reads Keats. La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad by John Keats (1795 -1821) O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering? The sedge … Continue reading
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Tagged comparisons, critical review, Keats, lennon, mccartney, Poetry, proust, PRROSE, songwriting, The Beatles, verse
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I Have Been Faithful to Thee, Cynara! in My Fashion
Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae by Ernest Dowson (1867 – 1900) Carol Rumens writes in the Guardian (external link) that this poem’s title is “[F]rom Horace’s Odes, Book 4, 1, translat[ing] as “I am not as I … Continue reading
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Tagged decadents, dowson, ernest dowson, Poetry, poets
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Bukowski Reads Bukowski
I never understood people like Bukowski because I grew up in a different world, one of a warm family. School was the enemy, not my parents or home. I felt that Bukowski and others were trying to tear the world … Continue reading
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Tagged bukowski, critics, literary criticism, Poetry
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somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond by E.E. Cummings
Beautiful poem by Cummings. More straightforward than the last poem of his that I read. (internal link) Upon first reading it reminded me immediately of Rilke (one of many internal links) and the Chinese and Japanese poetry that Kenneth Rexroth … Continue reading
The Dark Hills and RIchard Cory by Edwin Arlington
The Dark Hills by Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935) Dark hills at evening in the west, Where sunset hovers like a sound Of golden horns that sang to rest Old bones of warriors under ground, Far now from all the bannered … Continue reading
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Tagged dark hills, pulitzer prize. poetry, richard cory, robinson
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anyone lived in a pretty how town by E. E. Cummings
Edward Estlin Cummings invented a style no one else can write in lest they face charges of thievery. Like Hunter Thompson with his all caps sentences; we don’t allow any other other writer to do that. Cummings is like modern … Continue reading
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Tagged ee cummings, love poem, modern art, Poetry, punctuation, style
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