Dheepa R. Maturi, Poet Laura, ushers in the new year with a thoughtful perspective on resolutions and new year list-making.
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< Return to all 154 William Shakespeare Sonnets Sonnet CVIII (108) What’s in the brain that ink may character Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit? What’s new to speak, what new to register, That may express my love or thy dear merit? Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine, I must, […]
< Return to all 154 William Shakespeare Sonnets Sonnet C (100) Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget’st so long To speak of that which gives thee all thy might? Spend’st thou thy fury on some worthless song, Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light? Return, forgetful Muse, and straight redeem In gentle numbers […]
< Return to all 154 William Shakespeare Sonnets Sonnet LXXVII (77) Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste; The vacant leaves thy mind’s imprint will bear, And of this book this learning mayst thou taste. The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show Of mouthed graves […]
< Return to all 154 William Shakespeare Sonnets Sonnet LXIII (63) Against my love shall be, as I am now, With Time’s injurious hand crush’d and o’er-worn; When hours have drain’d his blood and fill’d his brow With lines and wrinkles; when his youthful morn Hath travell’d on to age’s steepy night, And all those […]
< Return to all 154 William Shakespeare Sonnets Sonnet III (3) Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another; Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother. For where is she so fair whose unear’d womb […]
Often, the most important thing is not the answer, but the question. Michael Gelb (and Leonardo da Vinci) suggest we write a hundred questions to get our curiosity started.
Can you write a poem in 31 syllables that takes the reader in an unexpected direction?
Sandra Heska King continues her poetry memorization journey by committing Percy Bysshe Shelley’s “Ozymandias.”
Bethany Rohde and her children take their reading nook into the outdoors for a new light on their reading time together.
How many poems would a woodchuck write if a woodchuck could write poems? We have ten great poems about wood to make any woodchuck smile.
Through constructive block play—which is actually a form of story-making—children use their hands and bodies to build their minds.
In this week’s poetry prompt, we take a closer look at the intricacies of boats and ships. Are they monuments of history or do they seem a bit more human?
Thanksgiving, it seems, is at much an act of memory as of the present moment, a time of reflection. At least to hear Emily Dickinson tell it.
The grand flourish of Autumn trees signal the final act before winter’s arrival. Join us for Photo Play as we capture the dramatic stagecraft of nature.
We are dipping our toes in the ocean at here at Tweetspeak Poetry. Join us for PhotoPlay 2. Look closely. You might just find a poem tucked inside a shell.
The exhibit suggested Georgia O’Keeffe painted to make the intangible, such as her feelings, more tangible.
Sometimes, it so happens we read a tweet and say to ourselves, “That’s poetry.” Maybe it didn’t even mean to be a poem, but it’s a poetic thing all the same. It’s a way of using words well. Here are ten of the best poetic tweets we’ve seen in the last few weeks.
C. S. Lewis shares a birthday with beloved authors Madeleine L’Engle and Louisa May Alcott. Kimberlee Conway Ireton gives tribute to the three.
Artist Dates help us learn how to become a better writer. Today, we only have one hour to tour an art museum with Dolly Lee. Let’s get started.