<Return to All WB Yeats A Dream of a Blessed Spirit All the heavy days are over; Leave the body’s colored pride Underneath the grass and clover, With the feet laid side by side. One with her are mirth and duty, Bear the gold embroidered dress, For she needs not her sad beauty, To the […]
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“A Dream of Death” by WB Yeats
<Return to All WB Yeats A Dream of Death I dreamed that one had died in a strange place Near no accustomed hand; And they had nailed the boards above her face The peasants of that land, Wondering to lay her in that solitude, And raised above her mound A cross they had made out […]
Poets and Poems: Laura Mullen and “After I Was Dead”
Finding “After I Was Dead: Poems” by Laura Mullen in a university bookstore reinvents a personal history and stokes memories of 50 years ago.
Poetry Prompt: Name the Hard
What do you do when learning something is difficult? Join Callie Feyen as she learns a lesson from her daughter on how to name the hard.
“Women, Wine, and Snuff” by John Keats
< Return to All John Keats Women, Wine, and Snuff Give me women, wine and snuff Until I cry out «hold, enough!» You may do so sans objection Till the day of resurrection; For bless my beard they aye shall be My beloved Trinity. -John Keats Enjoy Artistic Representations of “Women, Wine, and Snuff” by […]
“Where By Ye Going, You Devon Maid” by John Keats
< Return to All John Keats Where By Ye Going, You Devon Maid When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain, Before high pil`d books, in charact’ry, Hold like rich garners the full-ripen’d grain; When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face, Huge cloudy symbols […]
The Honey Field-1
Read the first installment in a delightful new serial novel by Mildred’s Garden author Laura Boggess. Then check back every two weeks for more!
It’s Poetry at Work Day 2023!
It’s Poetry at Work Day 2023, and Tweetspeak Poetry has a number of resources to help you celebrate the day.
Poetry Prompt: We’re Going On A Poetry Hunt – Part 1
New to poetry and unsure how to begin? Come along on a poetry treasure hunt. You’re sure to be inspired!
Hidden, or Ignored, by History: “Afro-Creole Poetry” by Clint Bruce
With the poetry collection “Afro-Creole Poetry,” Clint Bruce opens a forgotten, or ignored, chapter in American history and poetry.
An Invitation: To Be In Each Other’s Orbit
Join author Callie Feyen as she encourages us to build a sharing list to help us better orbit each other this holiday season.
Perspective: The Two, The Only: Calvin and Hobbes
With a new year on the horizon, Megan Willome is off for a fresh clean start and a little exploring. By sled, of course.
Poets and Poems: Tania Pryputniewicz and “The Fool in the Corn”
In “The Fool in the Corn: Poems,” Tania Pryputniewicz comes to terms with her unusual childhood and how it’s shaped her life.
Poetry Prompt: Response Poetry
Instead of arguing on social media, join author Callie Feyen as she explores response poetry. With help from poet Dave Malone.
Good News—It’s Okay to Write a Plot Without Conflict
What makes a plot worthy of writing? Get past societal assumptions about stories, and write a great plot without conflict.
Poets and Poems: Angela Alaimo O’Donnell and “Holy Land”
For poet Angela Alaimo O’Donnell, “Holy Land” has many definitions, encompassing not only the geographic but also those of lived experience.
By Heart: ‘The night is darkening round me’ by Emily Brontë
Emily Brontë holds us Spellbound with her poem “The night is darkening round me.” Come dance in the dark with us.
Poet Laura: What are we celebrating now?
Poet Laura Dheepa R. Maturi shares a game that brought family, generations (and Jane Austen) together in poignant whimsy.
“‘Tis the Witching Time of Night” by John Keats
< Return to All John Keats ‘Tis the Witching Time of Night ‘Tis ” the witching time of night”, Orbed is the moon and bright, And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen — For what listen they? For a song and for a charm, See they glisten in alarm, And […]
“Think of it not Sweet One” by John Keats
< Return to All John Keats Think of it not Sweet One Think not of it, sweet one, so; Give it not a tear; Sigh thou mayest, but bid it go Any, any where. Do not look so sad, sweet one, Sad and fadingly; Shed one drop then–It is gone– Oh! ’twas born to die. […]