9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

To Nature To Nature : You have seen the unfriendly attitude of humans towards Mother Earth. But poets have always found comfort in the lap of Nature. See what the poem says… It may indeed be phantasy, when I Essay to draw from all created things Deep, heartfelt, […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

To My Nanny To My Nanny : Here you see how intensely a boy remembers an old lady who took care of him in his childhood. Dear doting sweetheart of my childhood, Companion of my austere fate! In the lone house deep in the wild wood How patiently […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

Time and Time Again Time and Time Again : Or listen to the clocktowers of any old well-managed city beating their gongs round the clock, each slightly off the others’ time, deeper or lighter in its bronze, beating out a different sequence each half-hour, out of the accidents […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

Tiger Tiger : TIGER, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

Tiger Tiger : This poem contrasts a tiger in the zoo with the tiger in its natural habitat. The poem moves from the zoo to the jungle, and back again to the zoo. Read the poem silently once, and say which stanzas speak about the tiger in the […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

Three Things Three Things : Three things never wait for anyone. Time, death and train Three things once gone never come back. Arrow, time and bullet Three things are never alike. Face, writing and fortune Three things are only once got. Parents, beauty and youth Three things must […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

Thoughts Thoughts : It’s what you think that makes the world Seem dull or bright to you. Your mind colours all things grey Or makes them radiant hue. Be glad today. Be true and wise. Seek gold amid the dross. Waste neither time nor thought about The bridge […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

Those Winter Sundays Those Winter Sundays : With a sense of grief a son fondly recalls how he never appreciated his father’s love when he was a boy. Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blue-black cold, then with cracked hands […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

The Zigzag Boy The Zigzag Boy : I know a little zigzag boy, Who goes this way and that. He never knows just where he puts, His coat or shoes or hat. If you are not a zigzag child, You’ll have no cause to say That you forgot, […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

The World is too Much With Us The World is too Much With Us : The World is too much with us – late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, […]

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