Poem by Luci Shaw: Speechless
Read moreWhose scent, invisible, drowns you in opulence, and for which you can find nothing adequate to say.
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New Poem: What I Learned From My Mother
Read moreI learned all this and more from the best example I could have had. Thank you!
Poem by Sara Teasdale: Barter
Read moreLife has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things
Lines from Wordsworth in Early Spring
Read moreThe budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think
