Spelling (Margaret Atwood Poem)
My daughter plays on the floor with plastic letters, red, blue & hard yellow, learning how to spell, spelling, how ...
My daughter plays on the floor with plastic letters, red, blue & hard yellow, learning how to spell, spelling, how ...
You begin this way: this is your hand, this is your eye, this is a fish, blue and flat on ...
You fit into me like a hook into an eye A fish hook An open eye (Margaret Atwood)
This is the one song everyone would like to learn: the song that is irresistible: the song that forces men ...
Your skin like dawn Mine like musk One paints the beginning of a certain end. The other, the end of ...
Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is ...
I keep on dying again. Veins collapse, opening like the Small fists of sleeping Children. Memory of old tombs, Rotting ...
When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the street. Wino ...
Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!— For the soul is dead that slumbers, And ...
The wondrous moment of our meeting... I well remember you appear Before me like a vision fleeting, A beauty's angel ...
I. Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles, Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle ...
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun Coral is far more red than her lips’ red, If snow be ...
It's easy to fight when everything's right, And you're mad with the thrill and the glory; It's easy to cheer ...
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does ...
If you think you are beaten, you are. If you think you dare not, you don’t If you like to ...
Today I smiled, and all at once things didn't look so bad. Today I shared with someone else, a bit ...
Bury thy sorrows, and they shall rise As souls to the immortal skies, And there look down like mothers' eyes. ...
If you had a friend strong, simple, true, Who knew your faults and who understood; Who believed in the very ...
I want to beg you, as much as I can, to be patient toward all that is unresolved in your ...
Simple things are lovely things. Rain, dropping from the eaves, Is molten silver streaming down, Upon the fallen leaves. The ...
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