Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells."
--John Keats, To Autumn
Monday, September 21, 2009
Autumn
Ooh, Pretty!
Here's something else for you to check out: http://www.heyoscarwilde.com/
I particularly enjoyed these:
It's a collection of work from various artists, depicting their favorite author or literary character. There are some great pictures.
I particularly enjoyed these:
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Check This Out
An article from Slate Magazine, written by Robert Pinsky, former US Poet Laureate, on a George Herbert poem: http://www.slate.com/id/2226655/?from=rss
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
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