Poetry Analysis: ‘Death Be Not Proud’ by John Donne
Death Be Not Proud Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not ...
Death Be Not Proud Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not ...
Instead of Sominex Write a sonnet tonight before you go to bed. Just fourteen lines before you fall asleep. Something ...
Quids Pro Quo Does beauty matter? You, of all, know why: it skirts the edge of my and your decay. ...
On Cancer, Guns, and Hit 'n Runs The chemo sessions wore him down, He so despised the sterile smells, The ...
"every where the trace of men" —William Cullen Bryant In Thomas Cole's The Catskills and Lake George, that ...
Dogfight Sonnet Demon snarl curdles into a roar doubled with the counter-howl of defense. Darkened winter street was quiet before ...
All Such Poets Emit Great Delight. All such poets emit great delight. In such darkness they radiate light. Though despite ...
Alabaster (The Statue) I see the fineness And sense divineness From smoothest feet to marble brow A curve of lip ...
A meeting round a social platter Seduced me in a human game. I sensed the moral tone go flatter But ...
Apprenticeship The poem will prove a stern and daunting master to those who pussyfoot around the truth and, weaving daisy ...
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I hear you in the silence of the trees The Wilderness, they called it once, found in many places. Walking ...
I. It's not an easy thing to die, it's not An easy thing to make believe I cling To hope ...
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The Dream I dreamed a dream of two parades so different, yet the same, And I could not place the ...
Feathers of Disenchantment Pastors preached of birds as models of love, so sweet, so proper. Then parbleu, we heard sad ...
Review By Christopher Nield / Image by Liza Voronin/The Epoch Times The Riddles of Merlin As I was walking Alone ...
In Praise of Formal Poetry Whether it’s ridiculous or sublime, we need the reassurance of meter, the familiar recurrence of ...
The roses clamored wildly. I confessed it, smiled mildly. Profusely rambling everywhere, The crimson blooms were sweetness rare. Entwined with ...
Bless with Children Sent, Amen! to fill the world with wonder they come in trust, brim-full of possibility, a soul ...
To the Skeptic Who Denies God You want me to prove to you my God exists. “The burden of proof ...
Featured Image: “Rest on the Flight into Egypt,” circa 1570, by Paolo Veronese, oil on canvas, bequest of John Ringling ...
There is no battle like the break of light And yet the world still sleeps, still unaware, And day has ...
Birth Yes, I recall that January night when, ushered from your room into the hall, and restless for the nurse’s ...
Sunset Daylight shines with the glow of the first morn Glittering rays of laughter soft and warm There's no end ...
Ars Poetica for Shaky Times (Apologies to Auden and Horace) This little poem is in sonnet form; a ...
Structured Verse Is structured verse so surely dead? Has it nothing left to say? Have the rhyme and rhythm petered ...
Up in the inky, velvet sky on this cold winter night the sky is lit with diamond chips that glow ...
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Dear Mary Jane, Thanks for your kind comment. The syllabic overlap between my poem and tanka is just a coincidence;…
When Napoleon had to deal with rioting mobs in Paris, he issued this order to his troops: "Give them a…
A tremendously transcendent meditative piece, with scenic motion skillfully presented by the poet as though he were conducting an orchestra.…
Couldn’t help smiling—with glee, now that those innocent juveniles stand to be tried as terrorists.
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