Poem for My Daughter.The poem "Poem for My Daughter," by Edwin Frank, is presented. First Line: The disaster happens; Last Line: Welcome disaster, What's new?EBSCO_AspWestern Humanities Review
Poem for My DaughterThe poem "Poem for My Daughter," by Edwin Frank, is presented. First Line: The disaster happens; Last Line: Welcome disaster, What's new?FRANK, EDWINwestern humanities review
I wrote this poem for my firstborn daughter, whom I placed for adoption almost 14 years ago. The first time I looked into your eyes I cried. You looked at me, knowing who I was, Falling asleep because you knew you were safe. I held you close as much as I
Under this cradle-hood and coverlid My child sleeps on. There is no obstacle But Gregory's wood and one bare hill Whereby the haystack- and roof-levelling wind. Bred on the Atlantic, can be stayed; And for an hour I have walked and prayed Because of the great gloom that is in my m...
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And stood and stood, both lost for words, As all around the woodland rang And echoed with the cries of birds Who sang and sang and sang and sang… My mind has marked that afternoon To hoard against life's stone and sling; Should I go late, or I go soon, ... by Felix Dennis...
Poem of the Week: To My Daughter on Her Twenty-First Birthday, by Ellen Bass When they laid you in the crook of my arms like a bouquet and I looked into your eyes, dark bits of evening sky, I thought, of course this is you,...
It’s My birthday My day to shine To be in the limelight I am the Hidden Goddess I am the one unseen Yet I am always present At every shrine At every ceremony At every temple space For I am the Lady of the Temple I guard the threshold between the holy and profane ...