(i)-- Wendy Cope
The cherry blossom
In my neighbour's garden - Oh!
It looks really nice.
(ii)
The leaves have fallen
And the snow has fallen and
Soon my hair also...
(iii)
November evening:
The moon is up, rooks settle,
The pubs are open.
"For ah! it wounds me like his dart.posted by Iridic at 3:23 PM on February 22, 2011 [1 favorite]
"Pray, how do you like that 'Ah!' Does it not make a pretty figure in that place? 'Ah!' It looks as if I felt the dart, and cried out at being pricked with it:
"For ah! it wounds me like his dart.
"My friend Dick Easy," continued he, "assured me he would rather have written that 'Ah!' than to have been the author of the Aeneid."
"Vogon poetry is the third worst in the Universe. The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. During a recitation by their Poet Master Grunthos the Flatulent, of his poem, Ode to a Small Lump of Green Putty I Found in My Armpit One Midsummer Morning, four of his audience members died of internal hemorrhaging, and the president of the Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council, survived by gnawing one of his own legs off... The very worst poetry in the universe died along with its creator, Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of Sussex... in the destruction of the planet Earth."posted by maryr at 8:30 PM on February 22, 2011 [1 favorite]
My heart expands;—William the Bloody
’Tis grown a bulge in’t—
Inspired by
Your beauty effulgent.
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