Sucks
Every yacht is looking
condescendingly.
And all directions point
at me, insinuating,
with the current, tales
of second-rate Ulysses.
I know it isn’t so;
it’s just the planet moving
me to think I know.
~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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