Poetry: October 2008 Archives

Listening to Tradition, Tuesday, October 21, 2008


All Hushed and Still within the House


All hushed and still within the house;

Without - all wind and driving rain;

But something whispers to my mind,

Through rain and through the wailing wind,

          Never again.

Never again?  Why not again?

Memory has power as real as thine.


                   Emily Bronte

Listening to Tradition, Tuesday, October 14, 2008


A Clear Midnight


This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,

Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,

The fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes

          thou lovest best.

Night, sleep, and the stars.


                   Walt Whitman

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