Posts tagged poetry.

I am told by many of you that I must forgive and so I shall when I am dancing with my tribe during the powwow at the end of the world.


    — Sherman Alexie, from ‘The Powwow at the End of the World’

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[But death replied: ‘I choose him’. So he went,
And there was silence in the summer night;
Silence and safety; and the veils of sleep.]
Then, far away, the thudding of the guns.


    — Siegfried Sassoon, from “The Death-Bed”

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So I become

my blinding self:

black bird

singing:

home, free


    — Remica L Bingham, from “What We Ask of Flesh”

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[Now crazy Nell rambles; and still she will weep,
And, fearless, at night into hovels will creep.]
Fond parents! alas, their affliction is deep,
And vainly they comfort their child


    — John Clare, fromPoems Descriptive of Rural Life and Scenery

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Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.


    — John Dryden, from “Happy the Man” 

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To other landing our arms leading
let us trust the wind and tide ebbing
to waft us westward.


    — J. R. R. Tolkien, from “The Fall of Arthur”