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Rediscovering Seneca: Dana Gioia Translates “The Madness of Hercules”
Dana Gioia combines drama, history, poetry and more in his fine translation “Seneca: The Madness of Hercules.”
Yes, Edith Wharton was also a poet
Edith Wharton not only wrote fiction and nonfiction; she also wrote poetry, publishing her first collection at age 16.
Happy Birthday, Every Day Poems!
Every Day Poems turns twelve today. A dozen years of poetry love. A dozen years of inspiration. Come write a birthday poem in celebration!
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.
Edward Hirsch and “The Heart of American Poetry”
In “The Heart of American Poetry,” Edward Hirsch has written both a personal memoir and a love letter to American poetry.
Art and Poetry Come Together in Fredericksburg, Texas
In the Texas Hill Country city of Fredericksburg, an artist and a poet share an exhibition.
Reading John Greenleaf Whittier, the “Abolitionist Poet”
John Greenleaf Whittier, often called the “Abolitionist Poet,” rose from humble beginnings to become one of the great American poets of the 19th century.
50 States of Generosity- New Jersey
In this latest 50 States of Generosity, join Nikki Rank as she explores New Jersey’s music, food, poetry, and more!
“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 […]
An Updated Take on Keats’s Odes by Anahid Nersessian
“Keats’s Odes: A Lover’s Discourse” by Anahid Nersessian looks at the poet’s six great idea through a feminist/Marxist lens.
Poet Laura: Sideways on a Boat — on Snafus and Haiku
Tweetspeak’s Poet Laura, Dheepa R. Maturi, finds humor, solace and haiku in the wake of a sinking boat and tragedy avoided.
“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 […]