Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Among The Green Bushes


Down among the green bushes I wander away
And leave the dull crowds and the City behind.

~ John Clare

Thy Beauty


Thy beauty hangs around thee like
Splendour around the moon.

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

Painting: Empress Elisabeth of Austria by Franz Xaver Winterhalter

Sing We For Love And Idleness


Sing we for love and idleness,
Naught else is worth the having.

~ Ezra Pound

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Two And Two


Two and two, necessarye coniunction,
Holding eche other by the hand or the arm
Whiche betokeneth concorde.

~ T. S. Eliot

This Is The Land The Sunset Washes


This is the land the sunset washes,
These are the banks of the Yellow Sea.

~ Emily Dickinson

Painting: A Landscape At Sunset by Claude-Joseph Vernet

Monday, August 14, 2017

Masters Of War


Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks.

~ Bob Dylan

Photo: Bob Dylan reading a copy of US News and World Report in 1962

True Love


True love, it is no daring bird,
But like the little timid wren,
That in the new-leaved thorns of spring
Shrinks farther from the sight of men.

~ John Clare