WIRERS by Siegfried Sassoon
WIRERS by Siegfried Sassoon “Pass it along, the wiring party’s going out”? And yawning sentries mumble, “Wirers going out.” Unravelling;
A Poem A Day
WIRERS by Siegfried Sassoon “Pass it along, the wiring party’s going out”? And yawning sentries mumble, “Wirers going out.” Unravelling;
COUNTER-ATTACK by Siegfried Sassoon ? We’d gained our first objective hours before While dawn broke like a face with blinking
? Vespers by Amy Lowell Last night, at sunset, The foxgloves were like tall altar candles. Could I have lifted
Wild with all Regrets by Wilfred Owen (Another version of “A Terre”.) To Siegfried Sassoon ? My arms have mutinied
Stars by Robert Frost HOW countlessly they congregate O’er our tumultuous snow, Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
Portrait of a Lady by T. S. Eliot Thou hast committed? Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides,
Sunset Howard Phillips Lovecraft The cloudless day is richer at its close; A golden glory settles on the lea; Soft
Ghost House by Robert Frost I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And
THAT THE NIGHT COME by W. B. Yeats She lived in storm and strife. Her soul had such desire For
Witch-Wife by Edna St. Vincent Millay She is neither pink nor pale, And she never will be all mine; She
Kin to Sorrow by Edna St. Vincent Millay Am I kin to Sorrow, That so oft Falls the knocker of
Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) was an American lyric poet known for her intimate and emotional poetry. Her collections, including
A BROOK IN THE CITY by Robert Frost The farm house lingers, though averse to square With the new city
The Hippopotamus ?????? Similiter et omnes revereantur Diaconos, ut ?????? mandatum Jesu Christi; et Episcopum, ut Jesum ?????? Christum, existentem
Anthem for Doomed Youth by Wilfred Owen What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of