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The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (text of 1834) | The Poetry Foundation

#poems | Poems, readings, poetry news and the entire 110-year archive of POETRY magazine.

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Safe in their Alabaster Chambers (124) | The Poetry Foundation

#poems | Poems, readings, poetry news and the entire 110-year archive of POETRY magazine.

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billwurtz

#poems #fun | bill wurtz: notebook

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Poem: Tilly by James Joyce

#poems | He travels after a winter sun, Urging the cattle along a cold red road, Calling to them, a voice they know, He drives his beasts above Cabra. The voice tells them home is warm. They moo and make brute music with their hoofs. He drives them with a flowering branch before him, Smoke pluming their foreheads. Boor, bond of the herd, Tonight stretch full by the fire! I bleed by the

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The Charge of the Light Brigade by Alfred, Lord… | Poetry Foundation

#poems #VirginiaWoolf #lit | Half a league, half a league,

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BikeWalkBakeBarb: A Year of Poems: July

#poems | Personal blog with heavy doses of bicycling, public policy, social justice, and family life.

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Poem: The Arab's Farewell To His Horse by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

#poems | MY beautiful! my beautiful! that standest meekly by With thy proudly arched and glossy neck, and dark and fiery eye; Fret not to roam the desert now, with all thy winged speed- I may not mount on thee again-thou'rt sold, my Arab steed! Fret not with that impatient hoof-snuff not the breezy wind- The further that thou fliest now, so far am I behind; The stranger hath thy bridle

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a daydreamer's aphantasia by Tyler - Hello Poetry

#poems | my mind sleeps in darkness / and is awake to the radiant sunlights / of the living reality.

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what they did yesterday afternoon :: warsan shire – poetry

#poems | they set my aunts house on fire i cried the way women on tv do folding at the middle like a five pound note. i called the boy who use to love me tried to 'okay' my voice i said hello he said warsan, what's wrong, what's happened? i've been praying, and these are what…

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Basho's Frog Haiku: 32 Translations

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