Tuesday, November 19, 2024

Oh As I Was Young and Easy

Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

~ Dylan Thomas

Sunday, November 10, 2024

The Rainbow Comes And Goes

The Rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the Rose.

~ William Wordsworth

Tuesday, November 05, 2024

In A Station Of The Metro

The apparition of these faces in the crowd:
Petals on a wet, black bough.

~ Ezra Pound
In A Station Of The Metro

Friday, November 01, 2024

From Nature Doth Emotion Come

From Nature doth emotion come, and moods
Of calmness equally are Nature's gift:
This is her glory; these two attributes
Are sister horns that constitute her strength.

~ William Wordsworth

Friday, October 25, 2024

A Thing Of Beauty

 A Thing Of Beauty - From Endymion by John Keats - Read by Gary Watson

The Wideness Of The Sea


Oh, ye! who have your eyeballs vexed and tired,
Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea.

~ John Keats

Tuesday, October 22, 2024

There Was A Time

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore: —
Turn wheresoe'er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.

~ William Wordsworth

Tuesday, October 15, 2024

I Chatter, Chatter, As I Flow


I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson
From The Brook

Wednesday, October 09, 2024

Spots Of Time

There are in our existence spots of time,
That with distinct pre-eminence retain
A renovating virtue, whence, depressed
By false opinion and contentious thought,
Or aught of heavier or more deadly weight,
In trivial occupations, and the round
Of ordinary intercourse, our minds
Are nourished and invisibly repaired;
A virtue, by which pleasure is enhanced,
That penetrates, enables us to mount,
When high, more high, and lifts us up when fallen.

~ William Wordsworth

There Is No Frigate Like A Book

There is no Frigate like a Book
To take us Lands away
Nor any Coursers like a Page
Of prancing Poetry –
This Traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of Toll –
How frugal is the Chariot
That bears a Human Soul.

~ Emily Dickinson

Monday, October 07, 2024

Spots Of Time

There are in our existence spots of time,
That with distinct pre-eminence retain
A renovating virtue, whence, depressed
By false opinion and contentious thought,
Or aught of heavier or more deadly weight,
In trivial occupations, and the round
Of ordinary intercourse, our minds
Are nourished and invisibly repaired;
A virtue, by which pleasure is enhanced,
That penetrates, enables us to mount,
When high, more high, and lifts us up when fallen.

~ William Wordsworth

Saturday, October 05, 2024

I Chatter, Chatter, As I Flow

I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.

~ Alfred Lord Tennyson
From The Brook

Wednesday, October 02, 2024

Time Present and Time Past

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.

~ T. S. Eliot

Wednesday, September 25, 2024

As I Was Young and Easy

Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

~ Dylan Thomas

Sunday, September 22, 2024

Solitude

When from our better selves we have too long
Been parted by the hurrying world, and droop,
Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired,
How gracious, how benign, is Solitude.

~ William Wordsworth

Wednesday, September 18, 2024

Whither Is Fled The Visionary Gleam?

Whither is fled the visionary gleam?
Where is it now, the glory and the dream?

~ William Wordsworth

Not From Without Us

Not from without us, only from within,
Comes or can ever come upon us light
Whereby the soul keeps ever truth in sight.

~ Algernon Charles Swinburne