Do you want to see what human eyes have never seen?
Do you want to see what human eyes have never seen? Look at the moon Do you want to hear what ears have never heard? Listen to the birds cry…
Poca favilla gran fiamma seconda
Do you want to see what human eyes have never seen? Look at the moon Do you want to hear what ears have never heard? Listen to the birds cry…
Auden’s “In Memory of W B Yeats” is a great tribute poem, especially the closing lines: Follow, poet, follow right To the bottom of the night, With your unconstraining voice…
It was my thirtieth year to heaven Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood And the mussel pooled and the heron Priested shore The morning beckon With water…
At First Known When Lost, Stephen Pentz collects some versions of fragmentary lines by the Spartan lyric poem Alcman. This fragment was used by Edgar Allan Poe for the epigraph…
From this review There is still a tendency among not very attentive readers – not to mention people who have read almost nothing of the work but have picked up…
On May 10th, 1943, a stray mine washed ashore in the Rosses of Donegal. What happened next is recounted in this Irish Times piece on a memorial unveiled in 1999:…
If I were called in To construct a religion I should make use of water. Going to church Would entail a fording To dry, different clothes. My liturgy would employ…
From First Known When Lost: In the meantime, we have the wind. And poems about the wind. Providence White roses shatter, overblown, by the breath of a little wind undone,…