I dreamt we slept in a moss in Donegal
On turf banks under blankets, with our faces
Exposed all night in a wetting drizzle,
Pallid as the dripping sapling birches.
Lorenzo and Jessica in a cold climate.
Diarmuid and Grainne waiting to be found.
Darkly asperged and censed, we were laid out
Like breathing effigies on a raised ground.
And in that dream I dreamt—how like you this?—
Our first night years ago in that hotel
When you came with your deliberate kiss
To raise us towards the lovely and painful
Covenants of flesh; our separateness;
The respite in our dewy dreaming faces.
Since April is National Poetry Month, I decided that this post would focus solely on poetry-related links. But, because this month also saw the 400th anniversary of William Shakespeare’s death (and the 452nd anniversary of his birth, although no one knows exactly when it was), I threw in some Shakespeare links too. From Ciera Horton, here’sContinue reading “Bookish Links — April 2016”
Today is the 444th birthday of John Donne, who—sharing the title with Seamus Heaney and W. B. Yeats—is my favorite poet. And while I could talk about my love of “Holy Sonnet XIV” or what a shame it is that more of The Oxford Book of English Verse isn’t devoted to Donne’s work, I thinkContinue reading “And a Happy Birthday to John Donne”
Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme hosted by The Broke and the Bookish. This week’s prompt is “Top Ten Books That Would Be On Your Syllabus If You Taught X 101 (examples: YA fantasy 101, feminist literature 101, magic in YA 101, classic YA lit 101, world-building 101).” Well, I’m not interested in YA,Continue reading “Top Ten Tuesday: Ten Poems for the Newcomer”
I’ve only recently started reading Donne’s work, and have I been missing out. This is one of my favorites from his sequence of “Holy Sonnets.” “Batter My Heart, Three-Person’d God” by John Donne Batter my heart, three-person’d God, for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise andContinue reading “Poem of the Week: “Batter My Heart, Three-Person’d God””
Greetings, all! Today’s poet may need a little introduction. His name is Charles Williams and he was a British novelist, playwright, and theologian, as well as one of the integral members of the famous Oxford Inklings. He was rather obscure in his own day, and even more so seventy years after his death, but nevertheless,Continue reading “Poem of the Week: Sonnet VI”
You may recall I’ve shared some of John Milton’s poetry before on BGA. And while I still cannot fathom Paradise Lost (nor do I especially wish to), I can’t help but be impressed with Milton’s ability to combine raw emotion with beautiful form in his poetry. Here is a another sonnet he wrote after goingContinue reading “Poem of the Week: “On His Blindness””
I’ll be honest: I’m not the biggest poetry fan in the world, but every once in a while, I find a poem that reaches out and grabs me by the heart. That happened this week. I had actually read the poem long before, but some English lessons on the sonnets of John Milton reminded meContinue reading “The Sweetest, Saddest Thing You Will Read All Week”