Jeff Guess

Strawberries There were never strawberries like the ones we had that sultry afternoon sitting on the step of the open French window...

Judith Wright The Old Prison The rows of cells are unroofed, a flute for the wind's mouth, who comes with a breath of ice from the blue...

Gerard Manley Hopkins Spring and Fall to a young child Márgarét, áre you gríeving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leáves like the things of...

Songs my Grandmother Sang Sing a Song of Sixpence Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye, Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a...

A.E. Housman On Wenlock Edge the Wood's in Trouble from A Shropshire Lad. 31 On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble; His forest fleece the...

Original Sin The man-brained and man-handed ground-ape, physically The most repulsive of all hot-blooded animals Up to that time of the...

'Gone with the Wind' Non Sum Qualis eram Bonae Sub Regno Cynarae Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine There fell thy...

Myfanwy Kind o’er the kinderbank leans my Myfanwy, White o’er the playpen the sheen of her dress, Fresh from the bathroom and soft in the...

Moby-Dick opening Lines Call me Ishmael. Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no money in my purse, and nothing...

Alfred, Lord Tennyson Ulysses It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged...