17 Jun, 2021 Today
POEM OF THE DAY
Sonnet
When you arrive at Sydney, sailing up
The harbour, a small central isle you'll see;
With two or three low huts, but not a tree,
Nor blade of grass,-upon't; and, on the top,
A score of men, in coarse habiliments,
Hewing the rock away. You may remember,
Among the many evil-traced events
Of a town life, some robbery, when December
Brought on the long, dark nights-a neighbour's boy
Tried for't, and banished. He, perchance, is one,
Who yonder lift the pickaxe in the sun
To level Pinchgut Island! If e'er joy
Gladden'd your heart on England's shore, oh! Never
Forget that Englishmen are banished here for ever.
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POEM OF THE DAY - MODERN POEM
Feel Me
“Feel me to do right,” our father said on his deathbed.
We did not quite know—in fact, not at all—what he meant.
His last whisper was spent as through a slot in a wall.
He left us a key, but how did it fit? “Feel me
to do right.” Did it mean that, though he died, he would be felt
through some aperture, or by some unseen instrument
our dad just then had come to know? So, to do right always,
we need but feel his spirit? Or was it merely his apology
for dying? “Feel that I do right in not trying,

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POEM OF THE DAY - MEMBER POEM
What Has Coronavirus Taught?
Do not party you,
Main physical distance,
Avoid contact,
Do not hug or hand shake,
Wash hands before,
Keep you clean,
Live where you are
As that your land,
Even a stranger can be your own,
Do not drive you unnecessarily

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QUOTE OF THE DAY
Wars initiate Borders, Borders initiate wars.
16 Jun, 2021 Wednesday
POEM OF THE DAY
America In 1904
(Europe Conquers America.)

Strong for the strong and in his own conceit;
Half-boy, half-madman, playing with the fire;
Usurper, hoodlum, wed to his desire;
Loud in the hunt--afraid albeit to beat
The wolves which reared him--always with swift feet,
Booted and spurred to huddle in the mire
The malcontents, though Freedom die--no higher
Launching his truncheon; only to the street
Thundering at millionaires; unlearned, though read,
In human agony--surrendered up
To glory, war--of empty pomp the chief--
Europa, thou hast conquered! with bowed head
For Freedom slain (who prayed might pass the cup)
We pray, in faith, thy triumph may be brief!
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POEM OF THE DAY - MODERN POEM
Letter Home
- New Orleans, November 1910

Four weeks have passed since I left, and still
I must write to you of no work. I've worn down
the soles and walked through the tightness
of my new shoes calling upon the merchants,
their offices bustling. All the while I kept thinking
my plain English and good writing would secure
for me some modest position Though I dress each day
in my best, hands covered with the lace gloves

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QUOTE OF THE DAY
Love is a sweet accident between two souls in same direction but different pace.
15 Jun, 2021 Tuesday
POEM OF THE DAY
Hymn To Pan
Thrill with lissome lust of the light,
O man ! My man !
Come careering out of the night
Of Pan ! Io Pan .
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady !
Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and styrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,
Coem with Apollo in bridal dress
(Spheperdess and pythoness)
Come with Artemis, silken shod,
And wash thy white thigh, beautiful God,
In the moon, of the woods, on the marble mount,
The dimpled dawn of of the amber fount !
Dip the purple of passionate prayer
In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare,
The soul that startles in eyes of blue
To watch thy wantoness weeping through
The tangled grove, the gnarled bole
Of the living tree that is spirit and soul
And body and brain -come over the sea,
(Io Pan ! Io Pan !)
Devil or god, to me, to me,
My man ! my man !
Come with trumpets sounding shrill
Over the hill !
Come with drums low muttering
From the spring !

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POEM OF THE DAY - MODERN POEM
Celebration
Brilliant, this day – a young virtuoso of a day.
Morning shadow cut by sharpest scissors,
deft hands. And every prodigy of green –
whether it's ferns or lichens or needles
or impatient points of buds on spindly bushes –
greener than ever before. And the way the conifers
hold new cones to the light for the blessing,
a festive right, and sing the oceanic chant the wind
transcribes for them!
A day that shines in the cold

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POEM OF THE DAY - MEMBER POEM
Lead Me To Your Soul
Lead me to your soul, and cleave as Siemens in your heart sublime
Take me to the endless flattered bliss of your kindness home,
Of colourful blossom
let me be all there's in the world

i was as withered leaf or broken calabash tossed upon a turbulent black sea
Shall you lead me to your soul, I shall be as morning rose in the dew spring.

kiss away my fears, hug away my silent cold,
Upon the unquenched flare of your heart to warm.

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QUOTE OF THE DAY
War is a venom that kills the snake producing it at last.
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Howard Simon
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
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Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
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Muzahidul Reza
Indoors by technology, outdoors by speedy transport
I travel the world
Today in Japan, tomorrow in Rome,
Next day by an ancient civilization or in Hawaii or Coast Ivory,
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Chinedu Dike
The Peace Warrior Of Mzansi, among heroes - a colossus!
Sun Of The Nation; A rare gift of Providence.
Once, entangled in the web of racist succubus;
Unruffled he declares before High Justice:
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Muzahidul Reza
No earthquake, no thunder, no volcanic eruption
Or even there was not any of other natural calamities,
A sudden loud sound broke out all through the bush
With whizzing, shuddering, cracking, tearing, echoing,
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Dr. Antony Theodore
If you die before me
I would jump down into your grave
and hug you so innocently
that angels will become jealous.
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I came as tomorrow
Swaddled in unawareness
To your warm womb
Mother……
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Ernestine Northover
Sweet moment, stay with me,
and pray do not flee so soon,
Let me enjoy the bliss of that
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1.
Jacques Prevert
Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Et tu marchais souriante
Épanouie ravie ruisselante
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2.
Richard Lovelace
TO AMARANTHA; THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVELL HER HAIRE.

I.
Amarantha sweet and faire,
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3.
Evie Shockley
you put this pen
in my hand and you
take the pen from you put this pen
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4.
Barbara Guest
On this dry prepared path walk heavy feet.
This is not "dinner music." This is a power structure.
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5.
Richard Lovelace
"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
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6.
Robert William Service
If you had the choice of two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
And the first from her heels to her dainty head
Was charming in every sense of the word:
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7.
Emily Jane Brontë
A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
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8.
Banjo Paterson
Long ago the Gladiators,
When the call to combat came,
Marching past the massed spectators,
Hailed the Emp'ror with acclaim!
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