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Ellen McGrath Smith — Shaken 48: How careful was I when I took my way

Hands in my pockets, the salt on the streets,
the yellowing aura that means you are here
by my side again, waking me in dread
with no buffer or bounce. It’s been ten years.

July 10, 2019 · Leave a comment

Robinson Jeffers: Wonder and Joy

The things that one grows tired of—O, be sure They are only foolish artificial things! Can a bird ever tire of having wings? And I, so long as life and … Continue reading

April 12, 2019 · Leave a comment

Christina Rossetti: From Sunset to Star Rise

Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not: I am no summer friend, but wintry cold, A silly sheep benighted from the fold, A sluggard with a thorn-choked garden plot. … Continue reading

October 5, 2018 · Leave a comment

Edna St. Vincent Millay: Time does not bring relief

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want … Continue reading

September 28, 2018 · 1 Comment

Edna St. Vincent Millay: She Is Overheard Singing

Oh, Prue she has a patient man, And Joan a gentle lover, And Agatha’s Arth’ is a hug-the-hearth,­— But my true love’s a rover! Mig, her man’s as good as … Continue reading

July 14, 2018 · Leave a comment

William Shakespeare: Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no! … Continue reading

February 14, 2016 · 3 Comments

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