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"A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning" is a metaphysical poem by John Donne. Written in 1611 or 1612 for his wife Anne before he left on a trip to Continental Europe, "A Valediction" is a 36-line love poem that was first published in the 1633 collection Songs and Sonnets, two years after Donne's death.
A dancer in Biskra. In 1894 Louÿs, travelling in Italy with his friend Ferdinand Hérold, grandson of the composer (1791–1831) of the same name, [3] [circular reference] met André Gide, who described how he had just lost his virginity to a Berber girl named Meriem in the oasis resort-town of Biskra in Algeria; Gide urged his friends to go to Biskra and follow his example.
The tablet contains a balbale (a kind of Sumerian poem) which is known by the titles "Bridegroom, Spend the Night in Our House Till Dawn" or "A Love Song of Shu-Suen (Shu-Suen B)". Composed of 29 lines, [ 5 ] this poem is a monologue directed to king Shu-Sin (ruled 1972–1964 BC, short chronology , or 2037–2029 BC, long chronology [ 4 ] ).
In the poem “Painted Tongue,” Byas writes: “We twist and turn in the mirror,/ my mother and I becoming each other,/ her bruises and scars passed down,/ family heirlooms that will take/ me ...
My young love said to me, "My mother won’t mind". "And my father won’t slight you, for your lack of kind." And she stepped away from me, and this, she did say: "It will not be long, love, ‘til our wedding day." She stepped away from me, and she moved through the fair. And, fondly, I watched her move here and move there.
The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft-fallen masque Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable, Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast, To feel for ever its soft swell and fall,
For I'm on the move to my own true love, Ten thousand miles away. Verse 2. My true love, she is beautiful, My true love she is young; Her eyes are as blue as the violet's hue, and silvery sounds her tongue And silvery sounds her tongue, my boys, But while I sing this lay, She is doing the grand in a distant land, Ten thousand miles away. Verse 3
Set to the audio recording of famous radio broadcaster Paul Harvey's 1978 poem, "So God Made a Farmer," Ram made a photo essay with images of tractors, grain bins, fields, workers and more to ...