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Lawrence Hall, HSG
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I Had a Flat Tire Along the Silk Road
A bandit-princess stole my trail-lost heart
To play with carelessly one idle day
She teased me a road sketched on her magic chart
But I had a flat tire along the way
Sep 14, 2024
Sep 14, 2024 at 12:16 PM UTC
Lawrence Hall
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https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/
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The Bowre of Blisse
Goodly it was enclos’ed rownd about,
As well their entered guests to keep within,
As those unruly beasts to hold without;
Yet was the fence thereof but weake and thin
-Spenser, The Faerie Queene, Book II, Canto XII
While much of the world is bleeding and burnt
Democracy takes a summer holiday
Far away in Maryland’s gentle woods and hills
Where the screams of tortured children cannot be heard
Among the gardened and guarded streams and trees
Elderly men are guided in their play
By smiling minders gentle in their words
And ready with the proper remedies
While those who code are kept carefully near
To sweeten the words the old gentlemen hear
Aug 14, 2021
Aug 14, 2021 at 8:59 AM UTC
Some of you go so far as to disclaim any ability to find you, but I've got you.
(sonnet #MMDCCXCV)
Dare claim your writing does not breathe a strain
Of your dear essence: to be fooled. Thereby
Petrarca's soul distills its fervour aye;
And Wyatt cool good sense; while Surrey feign
With mildest touch and Spenser's pure refrain,
Sweet Shakespeare beauing hearts, dare cry
Amain. From Milton's kingly strength's reply
To Wordsworth's cold hauteur, yea come again?
Twas Samuel Taylor Coleridge roused me
To think afresh, his lively fancy through
Each line with his impress. From Shelley's plea
To Keats' indulgence, Missus Browning's blue
Yet mystic charm, don't think all cannot see.
You don't know me? But ah, I do know you.
31Aug13b
Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 7:40 PM UTC