It's World Poetry Day
My favourite poem is this, though I doubt if the layout will show up properly.
The Garden of Proserpine
BY ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE
Here, where the world is quiet;
Here, where all trouble seems
Dead winds' and spent waves' riot
In doubtful dreams of dreams;
I watch the green field growing
For reaping folk and sowing,
For harvest-time and mowing,
A sleepy world of streams.
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My favourite poem is this, though I doubt if the layout will show up properly.
The Garden of Proserpine
BY ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE
Here, where the world is quiet;
Here, where all trouble seems
Dead winds' and spent waves' riot
In doubtful dreams of dreams;
I watch the green field growing
For reaping folk and sowing,
For harvest-time and mowing,
A sleepy world of streams.
( Read more... )
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