Browsing All posts tagged under »poetry«

The Walrus and the Carpenter by Lewis Carroll

August 23, 2012


(From Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There.)  The Walrus and the Carpenter     ‘The sun was shining on the sea,       Shining with all his might:      He did his very best to make       The billows smooth and bright—      And this was odd, because it was       The middle of the […]

Andrew Marvell – To His Coy Mistress

July 30, 2012


Andrew Marvell [1621-1678] To His Coy Mistress Had we but World enough, and Time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long Loves Day. Thou by the Indian Ganges side Should’st rubies find: I by the Tide Of Humber would complain. I would […]

Tom O’ Bedlam’s Song

May 3, 2011


Tom O’ Bedlam’s Song From the hagg and hungrie goblin That into raggs would rend ye, And the spirit that stands by the naked man In the Book of Moones – defend ye! That of your five sound senses You never be forsaken, Nor wander from your selves with Tom Abroad to beg your bacon. […]

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

July 31, 2010


THE RAVEN. By Edgar Allan Poe Illustrated by Gustave Doré Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “‘T is some […]

The Hunting of the Snark

June 20, 2010


An Agony in Eight Fits By Lewis Carroll Fit the First THE LANDING "Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried, As he landed his crew with care; Supporting each man on the top of the tide By a finger entwined in his hair. "Just the place for a Snark! I have said it […]

Oil Can Bill – a doggerel ode to corporate law

May 18, 2010


Note:  Enbridge, which is proposing to build a pipeline across BC crossing 700 streams and endangering our coastline, has arranged it so that the company that builds the pipeline is corporately separate from the company that extracts the oil, ensuring that in the case of a major spill–and spills are inevitable–Canadian taxpayers, not Enbridge, will […]

Ò is there no frowning of these wrinkles, rankéd wrinkles deep

May 10, 2010


Ò is there no frowning of these wrinkles, rankéd wrinkles deep, Dòwn?  no waving off of these most mournful messengers of grey? No there’s none, there’s none, O no there’s none … — Gerard Manley Hopkins Image “Green Sweater” (detail) © 2001, 2010 Haisla Collins