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04-04-2018 01:01 PM - edited 04-04-2018 01:02 PM
Here’s one of my favorites by Billy Collins on aging:
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/37695/forgetfulness
Post one of your favorites, please🙂
04-04-2018 01:35 PM
Annabelle Lee by Edgar Allan Poe
04-04-2018 01:36 PM
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
- Shakespeare.
04-04-2018 01:45 PM
Oh, boy. Very hard to narrow down. From the "modern age", one of my favorites is "Letter in November" by Sylvia Plath:
https://genius.com/Sylvia-plath-letter-in-november-annotated
04-04-2018 02:39 PM
@tansy, speaking of forgetfullness, I was culling books to send to the Goodwill and a Billy Collins book went into the box. I enjoyed it but forget to read it again. LOL
04-04-2018 02:47 PM
Two of my favorites.....
Walk Slowly - Poem by Adelaide Love
If you should go before me, dear, walk slowly
Down the ways of death, well-worn and wide,
For I would want to overtake you quickly
And seek the journey's ending by your side.
I would be so forlorn not to descry you
Down some shining highroad when I came;
Walk slowly, dear, and often look behind you
And pause to hear if someone calls your name.
04-04-2018 02:48 PM
Hoo Boy, here goes.......
When in Aprile with its shoures soote,
The doughte of Marche has perced to the rote,
And bathed every veine in swich liquor
Of which vertu engendred is the floure
That's all this brain can come up with right now from The Prologue to the Canterbury Tales that we had to memorize in Middle English sometime back IN what seems LIKE the middle ages.
I am not huge on poetry, but I love me some Robert Burns: My Love is like a Red, Red, Rose.
I do love haiku, though.
04-04-2018 03:00 PM
04-04-2018 08:31 PM
The birds, they sang at the break of day
Start again I heard them say
Don't dwell on what has passed away
Or what is yet to be.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Leonard Cohen
04-04-2018 11:12 PM
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