In “Never Good with Horses,” British Poet Laureate Simon Armitage publishes a collection of song lyrics that blur the difference between poem and song.
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Watching “The Two Towers” at the Royal Albert Hall
Watching a favorite movie like “The Two Towers” in Royal Albert Hall with a live soundtrack is an unforgettable experience.
Poet Laura: Goodbye—and Hello!
Dheepa R. Maturi bids farewell as 2023’s Poet Laura while she announces and welcomes her successor for 2024. Find out who takes up the feather and where you can find Dheepa in the year to come.
10 Great Medieval Vibes Photos to Inspire Your Writing!
Looking for poetry writing inspiration? Go no further than this list of 10 great medieval vibes photos! Plus some fun medieval cooking terms you may never have encountered before.
Year of the Monarch: The Native Wildflowers Formerly Known as Weeds
Author Laura Boggess discovers the beauty—and necessity—of letting native wildflowers like milkweed grow in her yard to bring back the monarchs.
XII. A Something in a Summer’s Day by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems XII. A Something in a Summer’s Day PSALM OF THE DAY. A something in a summer’s day, As slow her flambeaux burn away, Which solemnizes me. A something in a summer’s noon, — An azure depth, a wordless tune, Transcending ecstasy. And still within a summer’s night A something […]
Poets and Poems: Charles Reznikoff and “Poems”
In his first two poetry collections, Charles Reznikoff reflected the experience of Jewish immigrants to America.
Poet Laura: The Butterfly Effect—Year of the Monarch
Dheepa R. Maturi, Tweetspeak’s Poet Laura, invites us to participate in the Year of the Monarch, a project both practical and poetic, to help our butterfly friends.
Poetry Prompt: Courage to Follow
Not sure what to write? Join author Callie Feyen and a couple of middle schoolers and get courage to follow the mystery.
Poetry Prompt: Being a Pilgrim and a Martha Stewart Homemaker
Join Callie Feyen and her journey into a 744 page book from Martha Stewart Homemaker. Then find yourself reflecting on what it means to be a pilgrim who alternately breaks myths and embraces them.
Poet Laura: I Surrender
Writer Dheepa R. Maturi enters a hard period in life, and it strongly blocks her writing. But then she finds a surprising way through. You could, too.
“To A Butterfly” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems To A Butterfly Stay near me—do not take thy flight! A little longer stay in sight! Much converse do I find I thee, Historian of my infancy ! Float near me; do not yet depart! Dead times revive in thee: Thou bring’st, gay creature as thou art! A solemn […]
“The World Is Too Much With Us” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The World Is Too Much With Us 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 Sun Has Long Been Set” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The Sun Has Long Been Set The sun has long been set, The stars are out by twos and threes, The little birds are piping yet Among the bushes and the trees; There’s a cuckoo, and one or two thrushes, And a far-off wind that rushes, And a sound […]
“The Stars Are Mansions Built By Nature’s Hand” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The Stars Are Mansions Built By Nature’s Hand The stars are mansions built by Nature’s hand, And, haply, there the spirits of the blest Dwell, clothed in radiance, their immortal vest; Huge Ocean shows, within his yellow strand, A habitation marvellously planned, For life to occupy in love and […]
“The Solitary Reaper” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The Solitary Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did […]
“The Green Linnet” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The Green Linnet Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread Of spring’s unclouded weather, In this sequestered nook how sweet To sit upon my orchard-seat! And birds and flowers once more to greet, My last year’s friends together. […]
“The Eagle and the Dove” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The Eagle and the Dove Shade of Caractacus, if spirits love The cause they fought for in their earthly home To see the Eagle ruffled by the Dove May soothe thy memory of the chains of Rome. These children claim thee for their sire; the breath Of thy renown, […]
“The Childless Father” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems The Childless Father ‘Up, Timothy, up with your staff and away! Not a soul in the village this morning will stay; The hare has just started from Hamilton’s grounds, And Skiddaw is glad with the cry of the hounds.’ –Of coats and of jackets grey, scarlet, and green, On […]
“Surprised By Joy” by William Wordsworth
< Return to all Wordsworth poems Surprised By Joy Surprised by joy — impatient as the Wind I turned to share the transport–Oh! with whom But Thee, deep buried in the silent tomb, That spot which no vicissitude can find? Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind– But how could I forget thee? Through […]