In “New Orleans Poems in Creole and French,” Jules Choppin takes us into regional culture, language, and that sometimes seems strange.
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Poets and Poems: Rowan Evans and “A Method, A Path”
In “A Method, A Path,” British poet Rowan Evans points to the music in poetry, and to the poetry in music.
Poet Laura: The Gifts that Darkness Brings
In this month’s Poet Laura, Michelle Ortega explores the gifts of the darkness and the wonder of its illumination.
How to Make a Poetry Mandala
Making a poetry mandala can be a centering activity that helps you memorize beautiful lines that guide or enrich your life.
“Stepping Westward” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems Stepping Westward “What, you are stepping westward?”–“Yea.” —‘T would be a wildish destiny, If we, who thus together roam In a strange land, and far from home, Were in this place the guests of Chance: Yet who would stop, or fear to advance, Though home or shelter he had […]
Poets and Poems: Bruce Beasley and “Prayershreds”
After reading the 18 poems of “Prayershreds” by Bruce Beasley, you’ll find yourself, and your poetic head, in a very different place.
Poetry Prompt: How To Write A French Poem
Join author Callie Feyen as she explores a few French form poems! And play with how to write a French poem for yourself.
Poet Laura: A Tribute to Laura Barkat—and All the Other “Lauras”
One of the Poet Laura’s tasks each year is to write poems about Lauras. This month, Dheepa R. Maturi pays tribute to the special Lauras who bring light to the world.
Poets and Poems: Julien Vocance and “One Hundred Visions of War”
“One Hundred Visions of War” by Julien Vocance uses the haiku form to deliver a powerful picture of war.
“The Ballad of the Foxhunter” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats The Ballad of the Foxhunter “Now lay me in a cushioned chair “And carry me, you four, “With cushions here and cushions there, “To see the world once more. “And some one from the stables bring “My Dermot dear and brown, “And lead him gently in a ring, “And […]
“The Ballad of Mol Magee” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats The Ballad of Mol Magee Come round me, little childer; There, don’t fling stones at me Because I mutter as I go; But pity Moll Magee. My man was a poor fisher With shore lines in the say; My work was saltin’ herrings The whole of the long day. […]
” The Ballad of Father O’Hart” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats The Ballad of Father O’Hart Good Father John O’Hart In penal days rode out To a shoneen who had free lands And his own snipe and trout. In trust took he John’s lands; Sleiveens were all his race; And he gave them as dowers to his daughters, And they […]
“The Meditation of the Old Fisherman” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats The Meditation of the Old Fisherman You waves, though you dance by my feet like children at play, Though you glow and you glance, though you purr and you dart; In the Junes that were warmer than these are, the waves were more gay, When I was a boy […]
“Down by the Salley Gardens” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats Down by the Salley Gardens Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree; But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree. […]
“To an Isle in the Water” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats To an Isle in the Water Shy one, shy one, Shy one of my heart, She moves in the firelight Pensively apart. She carries in the dishes, And lays them in a row. To an isle in the water With her would I go. She carries in the candles, […]
“The Stolen Child” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats The Stolen Child Where dips the rocky highland Of Sleuth Wood in the lake, There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water rats; There we’ve hid our faery vats, Full of berries, And of reddest stolen cherries. Come away, O human child! To the waters […]
“Ephemera” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats Ephemera “Your eyes that once were never weary of mine “Are bowed in sorrow under pendulous lids, “Because our love is waning.” And then she: “Although our love is waning, let us stand “By the lone border of the lake once more, “Together in that hour of gentleness “When […]
“The Indian to his Love” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats The Indian to his Love The island dreams under the dawn And great boughs drop tranquillity; The peahens dance on a smooth lawn, A parrot sways upon a tree, Raging at his own image in the enamelled sea. Here we will moor our lonely ship And wander ever with […]
“The Indian Upon God” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats The Indian Upon God I passed along the water’s edge below the humid trees, My spirit rocked in evening light, the rushes round my knees, My spirit rocked in sleep and sighs; and saw the moorfowl pace All dripping on a grassy slope, and saw them cease to chase […]
“The Cloak, the Boot, and the Shoes” by WB Yeats
< Return to All WB Yeats The Cloak, the Boot, and the Shoes “What do you make so fair and bright?” “I make the cloak of Sorrow: “O, lovely to see in all men’s sight “Shall be the cloak of Sorrow, “In all men’s sight.” “What do you build with sails for flight?” “I build […]