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spatel2
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Post by spatel2 » September 29th, 2020, 6:06 pm

Here is my Weekly Poetry Suggestion:

https://verse.press/poem/a-wraith-of-summertime-1967

Poem:
In its color, shade and shine,
'T was a summer warm as wine,
With an effervescent flavoring of flowered bough and vine,
And a fragrance and a taste
Of ripe roses gone to waste,
And a dreamy sense of sun- and moon- and star-light interlaced.

'Twas a summer such as broods
O'er enchanted solitudes,
Where the hand of Fancy leads us through voluptuary moods,
And with lavish love out-pours
All the wealth of out-of-doors,
And woos our feet o'er velvet paths and honeysuckle floors.

'Twas a summertime long dead, -
And its roses, white and red,
And its reeds and water-lilies down along the river-bed, -
O they all are ghostly things -
For the ripple never sings,
And the rocking lily never even rustles as it rings!
* Thanks, A better and more reliable link... http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/15079
Green Fields and Running Brooks, and Other Poems by James Whitcomb Riley
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Post by SonOfTheExiles » October 11th, 2020, 4:28 pm

Two years, two months and two weeks till the poetry of Australian poet E. J. Brady becomes PD.

Going to be a looong two year wait...

https://www.poetrylibrary.edu.au/poets/brady-e-j/poems/for-your-birthday-0090001

Chris
"Sorry, my tongue got in the way of my eye-tooth, and I couldn't see what I was saying..."
Dramatic Readings of Henry Lawson's Stories
Wine and Roses, by Victor J Daley
The Secret Key, by George Essex Evans
Poems, by Roderic Quinn

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Post by TriciaG » October 16th, 2020, 3:20 pm

Here's a really short one, and provocative of many thoughts for me:

https://www.theotherpages.org/poems/millay02.html#1

Second Fig by Edna St. Vincent Millay

SAFE upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand:
Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!

Another gem from the same link:

Grown-up

WAS it for this I uttered prayers,
And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs,
That now, domestic as a plate,
I should retire at half-past eight?
:lol:

EDIT: Oh, I see she died in 1950. Might want to wait until January to do these. :hmm:
Elizabethan Poetry: The Psalmes of David
Boring works 30-70 minutes long: Insomnia Collection 5
Short essays: Elia, and The Last Essays of Elia
Bulwer-Lytton novel: The Caxtons

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Post by TriciaG » October 19th, 2020, 6:10 pm

A CANADIAN SONG (By Susanna Moodie)

Come, launch the light canoe;
The breeze is fresh and strong;
The summer skies are blue,
And 'tis joy to float along;
Away o'er the waters,
The bright-glancing waters,
The many-voiced waters,
As they dance in light and song.

When the great Creator spoke,
On the long unmeasured night
The living day-spring broke,
And the waters own'd His might;
The voice of many waters,
Of glad, rejoicing waters,
Of living, leaping waters,
First hailed the dawn of light.

Where foaming billows glide
To earth's remotest bound;
The rushing ocean tide
Rolls on the solemn sound;
God's voice is in the waters;
The deep, mysterious waters,
The sleepless, dashing waters,
Still breathe its tones around.


http://www.gutenberg.org/files/4389/4389-h/4389-h.htm#link2HCH0019
(at the end of chapter 18. This link is to the start of chapter 19.)
Elizabethan Poetry: The Psalmes of David
Boring works 30-70 minutes long: Insomnia Collection 5
Short essays: Elia, and The Last Essays of Elia
Bulwer-Lytton novel: The Caxtons

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Post by Newgatenovelist » November 6th, 2020, 11:46 am

I would like to suggest a rondeau by Sophie Jewett. She has had one weekly poem in 2008, so it might be nice to have another, different poem now.
https://archive.org/details/poemsofsophiejew00jewerich/page/24/mode/2up

"If Spirits Walk"

"I have heard (but not believed) the spirits of the dead
May walk again."
WINTER'S TALE.

If spirits walk, Love, when the night climbs slow
The slant footpath where we were wont to go,
Be sure that I shall take the self-same way
To the hill-crest, and shoreward, down the gray,
Sheer, gravelled slope, where vetches straggling grow.

Look for me not when gusts of winter blow,
When at thy pane beat hands of sleet and snow;
I would not come thy dear eyes to affray,
If spirits walk.

But when, in June, the pines are whispering low,
And when their breath plays with thy bright hair so
As some one’s fingers once were used to play—
That hour when birds leave song, and children pray,
Keep the old tryst, sweetheart, and thou shalt know
If spirits walk.

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Post by SonOfTheExiles » November 23rd, 2020, 1:59 pm

“A Psalm of Patience”, by Joseph Furphy (aka “Tom Collins”)

Not exactly the Seven Ages of Man, but rather amusing, particularly that final stanza.

“O kid! with face of healthy tan,
With lunch-bag, books and slate;
You needn't long to be a man,
Self-confident and great;
For ever since the world began
Each boy must spring to Nature's plan,
Must worry through as best he can —
Make up your mind to Wait.

O young galoot! you find it rough —
This iron hand of Fate!
Your confidence is mostly bluff,
And doubts preponderate —
Are you the genuine all-wool stuff?
Are you a daisy or a muff? —
Patience! you'll find out soon enough,
If you can only Wait.

O baffled bloke! with no resource!
Whose knowledge comes too late;
Whose prospects change from bad to worse,
Till Hope gives place to Hate!
Sick of existence, and perforce
Impatient for the long divorce —
You'll get your call in proper course,
Take my advice, and Wait.

O geezer! drawing near the test
That none may obviate;
Don't waste your time in fruitless quest
Re man's post-mortem state.
That doubt will soon be set at rest —
You'll be extinguish'd, grill'd, or blest,
Or spook the world from east to west.
Meanwhile, you have to Wait.”


https://adc.library.usyd.edu.au/data-2/v00039.pdf
"Sorry, my tongue got in the way of my eye-tooth, and I couldn't see what I was saying..."
Dramatic Readings of Henry Lawson's Stories
Wine and Roses, by Victor J Daley
The Secret Key, by George Essex Evans
Poems, by Roderic Quinn

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