Daily Poem: Poem 1, from Six Poems ~ Sulpicia

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Once again, the bibliomancy for today’s Poem for Hela syncs up perfectly with the Daily Draw. Poem 1, from Six Poems ~Sulpicia Edited by Anne Mahoney At last the love I’ve waited for has come. (No shame to say so: more to cover up). My Camenae called on her in prayer, and Cytherea brought him […]

Daily Poem: Invisible Work ~ Alison Luterman

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Invisible Work ~ Alison Luterman Because no one could ever praise me enough, because I don’t mean these poems only but the unseen unbelievable effort it takes to live the life that goes on between them, I think all the time about invisible work. About the young mother on Welfare I interviewed years ago, who […]

Daily Poem: Early Darkness – D. Patrick Miller

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Early Darkness ~ D. Patrick Miller Think of it as ink: an indigo dye descending between the leaves of the trees and down to the grasses. There is no dying of the light– just the washing of a bowl, and overturning it for night.

Daily Poem: I See Thee Better in the Dark ~ Emily Dickinson

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I See Thee Better in the Dark ~ Emily Dickinson I see thee better in the dark, I do not need a light. The love of thee a prism be Excelling violet. I see thee better for the years That hunch themselves between, The miner’s lamp sufficient be To nullify the mine. And in the […]

Daily Poem: Sonnet VI ~ Caroline Norton

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Sonnet VI ~ Caroline Norton Where the red wine-cup floweth, there art thou! Where luxury curtains out the evening sky;– Triumphant Mirth sits flush’d upon thy brow, And ready laughter lurks within thine eye. Where the long day declineth, lone I sit, In idle thought, my listless hands entwined, And, faintly smiling at remember’d wit, […]

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