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I think it's more analogical or something :)
I love the Duncan Campbell Scott poem, though L6 made me stumble when he wrote "ruth". After googling a bit "(adj) ruthful - feeling or expressing pain or sorrow for sins or offenses"... https://www.finedictionary.com/ruthful.html
"Hudson tells us of them," - Leslie Norris Hudson's Geese
https://newcriterion.com/issues/1985...onrsquos-geese
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re: "ruth"- I didnīt notice the word. It seems to be British English.
https://www.collinsdictionary.com/di...y/english/ruth
"Hudson tells us of them," sad story
"I ain't the kind of bloke as takes to any steady job;" Bottle-O! by Banjo Paterson (Andrew Barton)
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Enjoyed :)
"Jealous girls these sometimes were," - Robert Herrick How Marigolds Came Yellow....
https://www.public-domain-poetry.com...e-yellow-18902
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Lol!
"Kind reader, tarry here, nor miss" The Minneapolis Case by James Williams
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"The wearer must have been a "human,""... lol !
"Look at my knees," - Robert Graves (1895–1985) I Wonder What it Feels Like to be Drowned?...
https://poets.org/poem/i-wonder-what...els-be-drowned
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Enjoyed the original take!
"May is Building Her House". May is building her house by Richard Le Gallienne
"May is Building Her House
May is building her house. With apple blossoms
She is roofing over the glimmering rooms;
Of the oak and the beech hath she builded its beams,
And, spinning all day at her secret looms,
With arras of leaves each wind-swayed wall
She pictureth over, and peopleth it all
With echoes and dreams,
And singing of streams.
May is building her house. Of petal and blade,
Of the roots of the oak is the flooring made,
With a carpet of mosses and lichen and clover,
Each small miracle over and over,
And tender, traveling green things strayed.
Her windows, the morning and evening star,
And her rustling doorways, ever ajar
With the coming and going
Of fair things blowing,
The thresholds of the four winds are.
May is building her house. From the dust of things
She is making the songs and the flowers and the wings;
From October's tossed and trodden gold
She is making the young year out of the old;
Yea! out of winter's flying sleet
She is making all the summer sweet,
And the brown leaves spurned of November's feet
She is changing back again to spring's."
Richard Le Gallienne
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Wonderful poem :)
"Making the global village" - Shofi Ahmed Live Your Imaginaton...
https://hellopoetry.com/tag/make/
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Set me thinking!
"Not the light of the long blue Summer," October by Alice Cary
https://www.litscape.com/author/Alice_Cary/October.html
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Nice poem ! Googled Alice Cary and found out her younger sister was also a poet :)
"O child of beauty rare --" - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Holy Family...
https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/The_W..._9/Holy_Family
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re: The Cary sisters. A sort of American Brontë sisters?
"Piping down the valleys wild,". Introduction to the Songs of Innocence by William Blake
https://www.theotherpages.org/poems/...3.html#blossom
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Sweet poem :)
"Quarantine O quarantine" - Manuel May 2020 Ode to Quarantine...
https://hellopoetry.com/tag/quarantine/
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Found also:
"Kvothe Dec 2020
Post-covid walk
Quick,
quit your cage of crystal screens,
the virus here has came and been.
Seek trees with vines in times of need,
and see Sol
speckle kisses
on crisp new leaves."
""Rain and rain! And rain and rain!" We To Sigh Instead of Sing by James W. Riley
https://www.public-domain-poetry.com...-of-sing-29186
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"Kvothe Dec 2020
Post-covid walk"... Incredible poem for these times ! Enjoyed "We To Sigh Instead of Sing" very much too :)
"She charges her ankle bracelet // from the kitchen chair" - Christopher Soto SOMEWHERE IN LOS ANGELES] THIS POEM IS NEEDED...
https://aprweb.org/poems/somewhere-i...poem-is-needed
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Very original and interesting!
The Divine Image (In "Songs of Innocence")
William Blake
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
All pray in their distress;
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.
For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
Is God, our father dear,
And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
Is Man, his child and care.
For Mercy has a human heart,
Pity a human face,
And Love, the human form divine,
And Peace, the human dress.
Then every man, of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine,
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.
And all must love the human form,
In heathen, turk, or jew;
Where Mercy, Love, & Pity dwell
There God is dwelling too.
https://www.theotherpages.org/poems/...3.html#blossom
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Great poem !
"utterly and amusingly i am pash" - e.e. cummings: This poem was first published as Sonnets—Actualities IV...
https://cummings.ee/book/and/poem/so...ctualities-iv/
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Interesting! Had to read it twice to understand it.
"Varry monny years ago, when this world wor rather young," Happy Samīs Song by John Hartley
https://allpoetry.com/Happy-Sam's-Song
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We real cool. We
The Pool Players Seven at the Golden Shovel by Gwendolyn Brooks
https://poets.org/poem/we-real-cool
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The Pool Players Seven at the Golden Shovel. I always love that poem.
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The Pool Players Seven at the Golden Shovel... was the first Golden Shovel I was introduced to not so long ago :)
"Xanax in my drawer." - FiguringItOut Mar 2020 The Moon...
https://hellopoetry.com/tag/xanax/
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Enjoyed "we real cool. we". The Moon. Rather sad, but first line starting with "X"!
"Yellow-bird, where did you learn that song," Yellow Bird by Celia Thaxter
https://www.litscape.com/author/Celi...llow_Bird.html
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Zacho the King rode out of old
The Ballad of Zacho by James Elroy Flecker
https://englishverse.com/poems/the_ballad_of_zacho
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"All the world's a stage," All the World's a Stage by William Shakespeare
http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets...are/poems/1317
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Because I could not stop for Death
Because I could not stop for Death by Emily Dickinson
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poe...-for-death-479
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Great poems !
"Call the roller of big cigars," - Wallace Stevens The Emperor of Ice-Cream...
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poe...r-of-ice-cream
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Drink to me only with thine eyes - To Celia by Ben Jonson
https://poets.org/poem/song-celia
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Wonderful poem... I had never read it before but knew some of it from a popular song :)
"Earth has not anything to show more fair:" - William Wordsworth Composed upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802...
https://poets.org/poem/composed-upon...ptember-3-1802
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Facing west, from California's shores - Facing West From California's Shores by Walt Whitman
https://whitmanarchive.org/published/LG/1891/poems/43
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"Get up! let us flee from the Foe," The *** & The Enemy by Walter Crane
https://www.public-domain-poetry.com...he-enemy-13394
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re: Thanks! Baby's Aesop is cute and this book of 1887 looks fine. But I didnīt know I was going so far back.
Re 2: Hopefully!
"I could not lift my voice to sing," A Mother's Grief And Joy by Hannah Flagg Gould
https://www.litscape.com/author/Hann...f-And-Joy.html
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Such a tender poem.
"Just see what's happening, Worley! - Worley rose" - Edmund Blunden (1896-1974) Pill Box...
https://www.thepoetryhour.com/poems/pill-box
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Ok my macabre self just has to use this one
Kill them! Yes hang them all - Mount Rennie by Francis Lauderdale Adams
https://www.public-domain-poetry.com...ennie-95-34375
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lol... "Dust to dust!"
"Let down the bars, O Death!" - Emily Dickinson
https://www.bartleby.com/113/4041.html
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Just for fun I will keep with the theme
Mortality, behold and fear! - On the Tombs in Westminster Abbey by Francis Beaumont
https://englishverse.com/poems/on_th...tminster_abbey
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The last 6-lines are especially poignant.
Staying with the theme:
"Nobody heard him, the dead man," - Stevie Smith Not Waving But Drowning...
https://poets.org/poem/not-waving-drowning
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Are we funereal minded? Then I give you:
"O bard of fortune, you deem me nought" The Song Of The Waste-Paper Basket by Henry Lawson
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The last line of your poem: "And the hopes of both I drown."
Found your poem here: http://www.ironbarkresources.com/hen...perBasket.html
"Pass the tambourine, let me bash out praises" - Kathleen Jamie The Way We Live (1987)
https://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-way-we-live/
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Enjoyed the poem with its multiple enumerations!
"Quaint and forgotten, by an unused road,"The Old House by Madison Julius Cawein
https://www.public-domain-poetry.com...ld-house-36918
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Ok maybe it is my macabre side coming out again, but I loved this.
Rack'd by the flames of jealous rage - To Mary by Lord Byron
https://internetpoem.com/george-gord.../to-mary-poem/
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Two great poems... Loved this:
• "And through the house the wind goes rustling soft,
As might the ghost - a whisper of perfume -
Of some sweet girl long dead."
and this touched me:
• "I hope you sometimes will regret me." a sentiment I've learned too well in the negative (sigh).
"Some fish are sold for sashimi," - Craig Santos Perez One fish, Two fish, Plastics, Dead fish...
https://www.poetryinvoice.com/poems/...tics-dead-fish