The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
…Then practice losing farther, losing faster
By Gwendolyn Brooks arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies’ Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In […]
By A.K. Ramanujan Really what keeps us apartat the end of years is unsharedchildhood. You cannot, for instance,meet my father. […]
By John Donne For God’s sake hold your tongue, and let me love;Or chide my palsy, or my gout,My five […]
By Robert Browning That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall,Looking as if she were alive. I callThat piece a […]
By Thomas Hardy I leant upon a coppice gateWhen Frost was spectre-grey,And Winter’s dregs made desolateThe weakening eye of day. […]