Christina Rossetti Poem: Changing Seasons

“January cold and desolate; February dripping wet; March wind ranges; April changes; Birds sing in tune To flowers of May, And sunny June Brings longest day; In scorched July The storm-clouds fly, Lightning-torn; August bears corn, September fruit; In rough October Earth must disrobe her; Stars fall and shoot In keen November; And night is […]

Poem: Walt Whitman, Miracles

“As for me, I know nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky, Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water, Or stand under the trees in the woods, Or talk by day […]

Poem: Amy Lowell, Lilacs

“Lilacs, False Blue, White, Purple, Colour of lilac, Your great puffs of flowers Are everywhere in this my New England … Lilacs in dooryards Holding quiet conversation with an early moon; Lilacs watching a deserted house; … Lilacs, wind-beaten, staggering under a lopsided shock of bloom, You are everywhere.” – Amy Lowell