Poetry

The World is Too Much With Us

Iambic pentameter courtesy of Petrarch still rings true… The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers, For this, for everything, we are out …

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Maya Angelou’s Partnership with Hallmark

I’d forgotten about this completely… fascinating read: Billy Collins, then U.S. Poet Laureate and a fellow Random House writer, questioned Angelou’s partnership with Hallmark, the largest manufacturer of greeting cards in the United States and, among the literati, commonly associated with trite expressions. “It lowers the understanding of what poetry actually can do,” Collins said to the Associated Press. “Hallmark cards has always been a common phrase to describe verse that is really less than poetry …

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Dereliction

Crescendo of conspiracy until the mountingOf evidence with harm accumulates on the back. The Redbird creeks on a branch feedingIn the ice rain over a frozen land finished with white. Glass covered floors in the palace of Ithaca wettingThe tile with a strange homecoming of fire and blood. A nostos for the Cunning to a land forgettingAnd has forgotten his words and deeds. The one much prayed for by those in a sardonic mood smilingThe …

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