Monthly Archives: January 2013

The Yellow House on the Corner, Rita Dove

Shape the lips to an o, say a. That’s island. One word of Swedish has changed the whole neighborhood. When I look up, the yellow house on the corner is a galleon stranded in flowers. Around it the wind. Even … Continue reading

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Pathways, Rainer Marie Rilke

    Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too. Rainer … Continue reading

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Funeral Blues, W.H. Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the … Continue reading

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