A Moment of Silence
The best poem i have ever read in my life; click here to listen to the poet reading it out loud:Before I begin this poem, I’d like to ask you…
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Dark Sky
Last night the sky was swollen with burgeoning tornadoes at our lakefront cottage on a hill the front room was full of dust-covered videos and you weren’t there at all.…
Favourite Poems XLI
She Walks in Beauty She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and…
Favourite Poems XL
For the fortieth poem in the series, something a little different. Okay, not seasonal, but what the hell. (The Simpsons’ classic version can be found here.) Filed under: Favourite Poems,…
Favourite Poems XXXIX
The story of how Coleridge came to write this famous poem is probably too well known to bear repeating (but nonetheless is found here, for example.) I have sometimes wondered…
Favourite Poems XXXVIII
Because everyone, even nurses, deserve poetry. Silent Noon Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,– The finger-points look through like rosy blooms: Your eyes smile peace. The pasture…
Favourite Poems XXXVII
The Apocalypse having been postponed yet again — well, I tend to think sometimes we’re living it anyway. The Second Coming Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon…
Tim Minchin’s Storm
Sometimes I forget I have a blog. After relentlessly promoting this video to friends, strangers, and heads of state for the last week, I somehow neglected to put it in…
Mars at Night
Inhale thick smoke in a pensive positionAnd gaze unabashedly at skies overhead, wonderingAs I always do, without censor, at the originsSome nights my view is clear, others it is foggyAnd…