Looking For A Poem
(6/9/2008 1:25:00 AM)
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looking for Robert. Frost's poem.
He recited the poetry in
John F. Kennedy in 1961 the presidential inauguration ceremony
i come from china.my english is very bad. I will not translate the name of this poem in English.About the meaning ofAlmighty Wets(quancai) .
O Anna Niemus
(6/3/2008 9:46:00 AM)
I looked for this poem for 20 years... after forgetting in which book I read it
I WOULD NOT SAIL WITH SHEEP
When I was once in Baltimore
A man came up to me and cried
‘Come, I have eighteen hundred sheep,
And we sail on Tuesday’s tide.'
‘If you will sail with me, young man,
I'll pay you fifty shillings down.
These eighteen hundred sheep I take
From Baltimore to Glasgow town.’
He paid me fifty shillings down.
I sailed with eighteen hundred sheep;
We soon had cleared the harbour’s mouth,
We soon were in the salt sea deep.
The first night we were out at sea.
Those sheep were quiet in their mind.
The second night they cried with fear –
They smelt no pastures in the wind.
They sniffed, poor things, for their green fields.
They cried so loud I could not sleep:
For fifty thousand shillings down
I would not sail again with sheep.
-William Henry Davies- 1871 to 1940
(Davies was born in the UK.. lived several years as a hobo
in the US.. broke his leg hopping a train.. and returned to
England and began writing)
(5/21/2008 2:27:00 PM)
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I'm looking for the Allen Ginsberg poem America, it doesn't seem to be on the site.Replies for this message:
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(5/20/2008 8:47:00 PM)
Hi all. I have been searching for this poem for a long time and I am hoping someone out there has heard of it or read it before. When my aunt passes away at age 35 she left behind her only son, age 10. My mother adopted him. Two years ago when we were moving I found a folder consisting of somethings my aunt had left behind. In it was a poem that I believe she was leaving for my cousin to read one day. It was the most touching poems I had ever read. I took it and put it in what I thought would be a safe spot. Now that my cousin is older I want to share it with him, but I cannot find it. I don't know the name but it has to do with a tree. The poem/passage goes on to describe in nature a tree that gives life to new trees, but in order for the new trees to grow the mother tree must die, in doing so she allows them to grow in the son and get nutrients from her roots, and eventhough she is no longer alive the new trees, her children grow because of her. It is really beautiful and I have searched all over the internet to no avail. I'm hoping someone will recognize this so my cousin can get to read the words that I believe were meant for him.
(5/20/2008 8:42:00 PM)
Hey! Looking for a poem that I do believe is titled 'Together Today for a Stronger Tomorrow.' Not completely sure of the title but that is the 'jist' of it. Pretty sure the author is anoymous. Anybody have any leads?
Thanks so much!
(5/17/2008 3:45:00 PM)
Let's write a short thoughtpoemo about the lunacious ways of the world's curriculum vitae...
(5/13/2008 10:20:00 AM)
I'm searching for a poem my father kept on his desk, about a visitor who smiled and kept his troubles to himself, making those around him feel better for his visit. Dad also kept Edgar Guest poems, but I don't find the visitor poem among Edgar Guest's works. Can anyone help me find this poem, please?
(5/9/2008 6:39:00 PM)
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I am looking for a poem about moms. I remember some of the words and what it is about, but do not know the title nor can I find it online. Here are some of the words or what it is about:
Dad asks mom when is she coming to bed and she tells him in a little bit, then on her way to bed, she washes the few dishes left over from dinner, feeds the cat, pays a bill, put's homework in a backpack, writes on her list, says goodnight to her daughter that is still up, puts some clothes to wash, etc....
at the end dad asks her what took her so long...
Please help, it's killing me not being able to find it. I would like to have it before Sunday.
Egi David Perdana
(5/8/2008 5:26:00 AM)
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(5/6/2008 3:14:00 AM)
Can anyone please help me with the poem these words came from? ? ?
Old Mac lives down at the harbour shore in a cottage neat and trim
set low at the foot of a rocky cliff where the sea can sing to him.
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Thanking you in anticipation.
Les Kelly, Launceston, Tasmania.
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