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April is Poetry Month: Eugene Field

Eugene Field (The Children’s Poet) Little Boy Blue The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and staunch he stands, And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands. Time was when the the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair, And [...]

April is Poetry Month: Oscar Hammerstein, Jr.

Oscar Hammerstein, Jr. You’ve Got To Be Taught You’ve got to be taught to hate and fear, You’ve got to be taught from year to year, It’s got to be drummed in your dear little ear, You’ve got to be carefully taught. You’ve got to be taught to be afraid Of People whose eyes are [...]

April is Poetry Month: Elizabeth Bishop

Elizabeth Bishop Sonnet I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips, Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow. Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low, Of some song sung to rest the tired dead, A song to fall like water on my head, And [...]

April is Poetry Month: Sara Henderson Hay

Mamacita says:  I could not find a picture of Sara Henderson Hay; every time I thought I’d found one, it turned out to be a bogus site that threatened to shut down my computer.  I like Hay’s poems, but apparently Google images doesn’t. So, in keeping with her poem’s theme, I chose another picture. The [...]

April Is Poetry Month: Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson Richard Cory Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him; He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, “Good [...]

April is Poetry Month: W.H. Auden

W.H. Auden Mamacita says:  If you have seen the movie “Four Weddings and a Funeral,” you are already familiar with W.H. Auden.  His haunting and heartbreaking “Funeral Blues” was recited by John Hannah in this film, and it was unforgettable. Funeral Blues Stop all the clocks; cut off the telephone; Prevent the dog from barking [...]

April is Poetry Month: Edna St. Vincent Benet

Edna St. Vincent Millay Love Is Not All Love is not all; it is not meat nor drink, Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink And rise and sink and rise and sink again; Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath, Nor clean the [...]

April is Poetry Month: Conrad Aiken

Conrad Aiken Bread and Music Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was more than bread. Now that I am without you, all is desolate; All that was once so beautiful is dead. Your hands once touched this table and this silver, And I have seen your [...]

April is Poetry Month: William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. [...]

April is Poetry Month: Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale I Shall Not Care When I am dead and over me bright April Shakes out her rain-drenched hair, Though you should lean above me broken-hearted, I shall not care. I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful When rain bends down the bough; And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted Than [...]