Asleep
The dream climbs higher daily,
reaching altitudes
no one has ever gained:
tuition, mortgages,
insurance, entertainment
systems of religious
body politics
erotic war. No wonder
we’re afraid of waking.
~Son Rivers 2006
FRESH POSSIBILITIES
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Today we will look at a seasonal poem by A. E. Housman, taking it verse by
verse. XVI — SPRING MORNING Star and coronal and bellApril underfoot
renews,And ...
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