For that is the fast approaching (6 hrs!) date upon which Richard Wilbur will release his new work : Anterooms Check out the tenacious tetrameters of the title poem: https://www.newyorker.com/fiction/poetry/2009/01/05/090105po_poem_wilbur
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Remember Remember the Twelfth of November
11
Nov 2010
Category: Art, beauty, camille's loves, It Is What It Is, Poetry, Richard Wilbur, Wonder
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October Maples, Portland by Richard Wilbur
05
Oct 2010
This was today’s poem from Davey’s. It’s beautiful and reminds me of the Northeast, which I miss quite a bit. October Maples, Portland Richard Wilbur The leaves, though little time they have to live, Were never so unfallen as today, And seem to yield us through a rustled sieve The very light from which time […]
I’m a hopeless English major from UD
29
Jun 2010
This is “The Waking” by Theodore Roethke, and it’s my favorite poem. 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 […]
