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Alfred, Lord Tennyson | The Brook

0 Comments April 24, 2006

(This was in my head today) THE BROOK Alfred, Lord Tennyson I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a […]

Theodore Roethke- The Waking | POLYARCHIVE

0 Comments April 22, 2006

The Waking Theodore Roethke I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go. We think by feeling. What is there to know? I hear my being dance from ear to ear. I wake to sleep, and take […]