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national poetry month

literary basho matsuo, haiku, national poetry month, poem, poetry

POEM – April 27

April 27, 2014

Untitled Haikus BY BASHO MATSUO Sleep on horseback,The far moon in a continuing dream,Steam of roasting tea. What luck!The southern valleyMake snow fragrant.From all directions Winds bring petals of cherry Into the grebe lake. Even a wild boarWith all other thingsBlew in this storm.

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literary johnny mercer, national poetry month, poem, poetry, when the world was young

POEM – April 26

April 26, 2014

When The World Was Young BY JOHNNY MERCER It isn’t by chance I happen to be a boulevardier, the toast of Paris, For over the noise, the talk and the smoke, I’m good for a laugh, a drink or a joke, I walk in a room, a party of all, come sit over here, somebody…

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literary cl graves, national poetry month, poem, poetry, railway rhymes

POEM – April 25

April 25, 2014

Railway Rhymes BY CL GRAVES When books are pow’rless to beguile And papers only stir my bile, For solace and relief I flee To Bradshaw or the ABC And find the best of recreations In studying the names of stations.  

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literary anna laetitia barbauld, national poetry month, poem, poetry, washing day

POEM – April 24

April 24, 2014

EXCERPTED FROM Washing Day BY ANNA LÆTITIA BARBAULD The Muses are turned gossips; they have lost The buskined step, and clear high-sounding phrase, Language of gods. Come, then, domestic Muse, In slip-shod measure loosely prattling on, Of farm or orchard, pleasant curds and cream, Or droning flies, or shoes lost in the mire By little…

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literary heinrich heine, lorelei, national poetry month, poem, poetry

POEM – April 23

April 23, 2014

The Lorelei BY HEINRICH HEINE I know not whence it rises, This thought so full of woe; But a tale of times departed Haunts me, and will not go. The air is cool, and it darkens, And calmly flows the Rhine, The mountain-peaks are sparkling In the sunny evening-shine. And yonder sits a maiden, The…

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