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Even though you're not my father, you'll always be my dad. I can't count high enough for every time you went out of your way. Knowing you're there keeps me going every day. When I need encouragement, you're the first to give it. ...
In her poetry. I don’t think it’s unreasonably to interpret the Gun—My Life—as the Dickinsonian wit as expressed by Emily Dickinson. In other words, the Loaded Gun is Dickinson’s poetry (informed by her family’s acerbic and irreverent wit) that had only been waiting for Emily to...
Are Beowulf and Wiglaf suitable figures for an epic poem? What is the purpose of an epic poem? What was the first epic poem ever written? Does Beowulf die in the poem? What is epic poetry? Is Jabberwocky a dramatic poem? Is the Iliad a poem? Does Beowulf go to Heaven in the poem?
We grew in age—and love—together, Roaming the forest, and the wild; My breast her shield in wintry weather— And, when the friendly sunshine smil’d, And she would mark the opening skies, I saw no Heaven—but in her eyes. Young Love’s first lesson is—the heart: For ‘mid that...
I felt Joyce was an influence on my fiction, but in a very general way, as a kind of inspiration and a model for the beauty of language. ~ Don Delillo ~ A Latin teacher told me I might make a good actress, and that stuck in my memory. I did some modeling, and Polanski gave ...
Resentment seems to have been given us by nature for a defense, and for a defense only! It is the safeguard of justice and the security of innocence. ~ Adam Smith ~ I can sing very comfortably from my vantage point because a lot of the music was about a loss of innocence, there's...
I had this poem read at the cemetery for my husband who passed away unexpectedly on Labor Day. Reply by Charlene Manning 8 years ago I enclose this "poem" with every sympathy card I send and advise that these are the most soothing words I have ever heard at such a sad time of los...
Growing up, he spent lots of time in his father's garden and greenhouses, so soil, plants, roots and things often turn up in his work. In fact, the greenhouse, for Roethke, was a symbol 'for the whole of life, a womb, a heaven-on-earth.' ...
Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite:Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake,Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved armSank in her pillow. Shaded was her dreamBy the dusk curtains:—'twas a midnight charmImpossible to melt as...