Poetry Tuesday!: "The Pobble Who Has No Toes" by Edward Lear
"The Pobble who has no toes / Had once as many as we; / When they said 'Some day you may lose them all;' / He replied 'Fish, fiddle-de-dee!'..."
"The Pobble who has no toes / Had once as many as we; / When they said 'Some day you may lose them all;' / He replied 'Fish, fiddle-de-dee!'..."
Too Close and The Underground Railroad provide wildly different experiences.
"О буйные ветры, / Скорее, скорей! / Скорей нас сорвите / С докучных ветвей! / Сорвите, умчите, / Мы ждать не хотим, / Летите, летите! / Мы с вами летим!.."
only the snow can begin to explain how children are apt to forget to remember with up so floating many bells down...
"Ernest was an elephant, a great big fellow, / Leonard was a lion with a six-foot tail, / George was a goat, and his beard was yellow, / And James was a very small snail...."
"La luna vino a la fragua / con su polisón de nardos. / El niño la mira, mira. / El niño la está mirando...."
Wir alle fallen. Diese Hand da fällt. Und sieh dir andre an: es ist in allen.
Cartoonist Peter Bagge looks at Henry David Thoreau's life at Walden and beyond
"From here, we'll show the Swede our saber; / We'll build a city on the sea, / To better spite our haughty neighbor. / Our destiny is manifest -- / To cut a window to the West..."
« Et hue donc ! bourrique ! Sue donc, esclave ! Vis donc, damné ! »
In honor of my 100 YouTube subscribers, a special reading of a lovely Arthurian poem.
"When I consider men of golden talents, / I'm delighted, in my introverted way, / To discover, as I'm drawing up the balance, / How much we have in common, I and they...."
"Homme, libre penseur ! te crois-tu seul pensant / Dans ce monde où la vie éclate en toute chose ? / Des forces que tu tiens ta liberté dispose, / Mais de tous tes conseils l'univers est absent...."
Banishing him from library shelves is a slippery slope.
Where does this variation on Mithridatism come from?
Written at age 13 for his younger brother and sister: "A short direction / To avoid dejection, / By variations / In occupations, / And prolongation / Of relaxation, / And combinations / Of recreations..."
"We never pay any-one Dane-geld, / No matter how trifling the cost; / For the end of that game is oppression and shame, / And the nation that pays it is lost!"
"Я мечтою ловил уходящие тени, / Уходящие тени погасавшего дня..."
"I knew not which to make my pet, — my pipe, cigar, or cigarette..."
"love is more thicker than forget / more thinner than recall / more seldom than a wave is wet / more frequent than to fail..."
"Écoutez la voix du vent dans la nuit..."
"When you were a tadpole and I was a fish in the Paleozoic time..."
A second member of the small genre of poems pretending to be by the French poet François Villon.
In this age of Internet and social media, Emily Dickinson tells us to be as quiet as a volcano.
No, we should interrogate its persistent popularity and our relationship to it as forcefully as possible.
In a new collection of letters, the great Invisible Man author is further revealed.
The new memoir Self-Portrait in Black and White: Unlearning Race is a powerful personal statement and national call to arms.
"I refuse to construct some kind of character who is going to appease everybody."
The tablets aren't supposed to replace regular books, but similar policies have led to restrictions on book donations and price-gouging in other states.