Luo Zhihai Poems
|6642.||Cherishing High Aspirations(Sanlianti)||2/25/2015|
|6645.||White Poplar Flowers||3/19/2015|
|6646.||Joy And Peace In Believing||12/26/2014|
|6647.||Find Your Voice||2/27/2015|
★ Her Eyes
☆ Poetry by Edwin Arlington Robinson
Up from the street and the crowds that went,
Morning and midnight, to and fro,
Still was the room where his days he spent,
And the stars were bleak, and the nights were slow.
Year after year, with his dream shut fast,
He suffered and strove till his eyes were dim,
For the love that his brushes had earned at last, -
And the whole world rang with the praise of him.
But he cloaked his triumph, and searched, instead,
Till his cheeks were sere and his hairs were gray.
'There are women ...
A Bird Came Down
★A Bird Came Down
A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.