Archives For *Poetry*

 

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Tomorrow (May 9) is the birthday of Jesuit poet Daniel Berrigan…

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In honor of the occasion, here’s a brief video
of Kurt Vonnegut honoring him on his 85th birthday (2006)…

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Forest-Creek

Today marks the anniversary of the death of Henry David Thoreau…

In honor of the occasion, here are four of our favorite poems of his.

 

These poems are all found in the volume Excursions and Poems,
which is available as a FREE ebook in a variety of formats from Project Gutenberg!
 

Nature
Henry David Thoreau

O Nature! I do not aspire
To be the highest in thy quire,–
To be a meteor in the sky,
Or comet that may range on high;
Only a zephyr that may blow
Among the reeds by the river low;
Give me thy most privy place
Where to run my airy race.

In some withdrawn, unpublic mead
Let me sigh upon a reed,
Or in the woods, with leafy din,
Whisper the still evening in:
Some still work give me to do,–
Only–be it near to you!

For I’d rather be thy child
And pupil, in the forest wild,
Than be the king of men elsewhere,
And most sovereign slave of care:
To have one moment of thy dawn,
Than share the city’s year forlorn.

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St. Catherine of SienaToday is the Feast of
St. Catherine of Siena…

 
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Our poem of the day, adapted from Catherine’s Dialogue….
 

Eternal Godhead
St. Catherine of Siena

 

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Yesterday (April 23) marked the birthday of William Shakespeare…
 
Here are a few of our favorite of his sonnets:

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Sonnet 147
William Shakespeare

My love is as a fever longing still,
For that which longer nurseth the disease,
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
Th’ uncertain sickly appetite to please:
My reason the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve,
Desire is death, which physic did except.
Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest,
My thoughts and my discourse as mad men’s are,
At random from the truth vainly expressed.
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.

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Crocus

Today (March 20) is the first day of spring…
Here are a few of our favorite spring poems:

 

Another Spring

Christina Rossetti

If I might see another Spring
I’d not plant summer flowers and wait:
I’d have my crocuses at once,
My leafless pink mezereons,
My chill-veined snowdrops, choicer yet
My white or azure violet,
Leaf-nested primrose; anything
To blow at once not late.

If I might see another Spring
I’d listen to the daylight birds
That build their nests and pair and sing,
Nor wait for mateless nightingale;
I’d listen to the lusty herds,
The ewes with lambs as white as snow,
I’d find out music in the hail
And all the winds that blow.

If I might see another Spring–
O stinging comment on my past
That all my past results in “if”–
If I might see another Spring
I’d laugh to-day, to-day is brief;
I would not wait for anything:
I’d use to-day that cannot last,
Be glad to-day and sing.

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Today (Feb. 27) is the Feast Day of George Herbert in the Anglican Church…
Here are a few of our favorite poems of his:

 

Life

George Herbert

I made a posy, while the day ran by:
“Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie
                           My life within this band.”
But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they
By noon most cunningly did steal away,
                           And withered in my hand.

 

My hand was next to them, and then my heart;
I took, without more thinking, in good part
                           Time’s gentle admonition;
Who did so sweetly death’s sad taste convey,
Making my mind to smell my fatal day,
                           Yet, sug’ring the suspicion.

 

Farewell dear flowers, sweetly your time ye spent,
Fit, while ye lived, for smell or ornament,
                           And after death for cures.
I follow straight without complaints or grief,
Since, if my scent be good, I care not if
                           It be as short as yours.

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John Henry Newman

Tomorrow (Feb. 21) is the birthday of Cardinal John Henry Newman…
Here are a few of our favorite poems of his:

 

The Sign of the Cross

John Henry Newman

WHENE’ER across this sinful flesh of mine
I draw the Holy Sign,
All good thoughts stir within me, and renew
Their slumbering strength divine;
Till there springs up a courage high and true
To suffer and to do.

And who shall say, but hateful spirits around,
For their brief hour unbound,
Shudder to see, and wail their overthrow?
While on far heathen ground
Some lonely Saint hails the fresh odor, though
Its source he cannot know.
 

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Here are a few of our favorite love poems for Valentine’s Day:

All of these poems can be found in
Great Love Poems (Dover Thrift Editions)

(a 99c Bargain Kindle ebook!)

 

How Do I Love Thee?
(Sonnet 43)

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

 

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IMAGE CREDIT: Springtime by Pierre-August Cot
(via Wikimedia Commons)

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Mary Oliver

The poet Mary Oliver, 79, was recently interviewed for On Being.

As part of that interview, she read five poems that were recorded, and are now available as MP3’s to stream or download!!!

We are delighted to share these poems here with you for your weekend listening pleasure…

CLICK HERE to listen to the full episode…

“Wild Geese”

(Found in the collection: Dream Work [ PRINT | KINDLE ] )

 
 
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Robert Frost

Yesterday marked the anniversary of Robert Frost’s death in 1963.

In remembrance of Robert Frost, we offer five lesser known poems of his that we love…

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A TIME TO TALK
Robert Frost

 

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

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