Archive for the ‘Literature’ Category
Tuesday, December 23rd, 2008
Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, ...
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Wednesday, December 3rd, 2008
Renouncement I must not think of thee; and, tired yet strong, I shun the love that lurks in all delight-- The love of thee--and in the blue heaven's height, And in the ...
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Wednesday, October 29th, 2008
I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert ... Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered ...
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Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008
Girls are simply the prettiest things My cat and I believe And we’re always saddened When it’s time for them to leave. We watch them titivating (that often takes a while) And though they keep us waiting My cat & I ...
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Wednesday, August 13th, 2008
Ted Hughes, The Horses I climbed through woods in the hour-before-dawn dark. Evil air, a frost-making stillness, Not a leaf, not a bird - A world cast in frost. I came out above the wood ...
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Saturday, July 12th, 2008
THE GOLDEN JOURNEY TO SAMARKAND PROLOGUE I We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, ...
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Sunday, June 15th, 2008
Walking around in the park Should feel better than work: The lake, the sunshine, The grass to lie on, Blurred playground noises Beyond black-stockinged nurses - ...
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Sunday, June 1st, 2008
"Of course I was drugged, and so heavily I did not regain consciousness until the next morning. I was horrified to discover that I had been ruined, and for some days I was inconsolable, ...
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Monday, May 26th, 2008
So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its ...
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Sunday, May 18th, 2008
They shut the road through the woods Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, And now you would never know There was once a road through ...
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