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To Spring – William Blake poem

theFerkelMarch 5, 2021December 5, 2020

O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down Thro' the clear windows of the morning, turn Thine angel eyes upon our western isle, Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring! The hills tellContinue reading

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Out Out By Robert Frost

theFerkelFebruary 16, 2021February 4, 2021

Out, Out by Robert Frost is a narrative poem published in a collection of poems titled Mountain Interval in 1916 when millions of young men were losing their lives on the battlefields of World WarContinue reading

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Dragostea de puiculiță – Mihai Eminescu

theFerkelFebruary 14, 2021February 4, 2021

Dragostea de puiculiță Ca gușa de porumbiță, Cu gurița mititea, Cu gropițe lângă ea, Cu zâmbirea ei cu haz, Cu gropițe în obraz Și cu dragostea în ochi De mă tem să n-o deochi. NoapteaContinue reading

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To Winter – poem by William Blake

theFerkelDecember 5, 2020

O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car. He hears me not, butContinue reading

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“The Jumblies” by Edward Lear

theFerkelJanuary 19, 2020

I They went to sea in a Sieve, they did, In a Sieve they went to sea: In spite of all their friends could say, On a winter’s morn, on a stormy day, Continue reading

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My Papa’s Waltz Poem Theodore Roethke

theFerkelNovember 3, 2019

My Papa’s Waltz” is unquestionably the most anthologized of Roethke’s poetry and a case can be made that much of the reason behind that omnipresence is the room provided within its ambiguity for a multitudeContinue reading

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Two Butterflies went out at Noon – Emily Dickinson

theFerkelAugust 21, 2019

Emily Dickinson possessed the gift of mystic vision, and that vision is displayed brilliantly in this fantabulous little poem that offers a little drama of two butterflies on a magical flight. Two Butterflies went outContinue reading

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Rain BY EDWARD THOMAS – Poetry

theFerkelAugust 16, 2019

Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me Remembering again that I shall die And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks For washing me cleanerContinue reading

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