I Life goes by moving, Up and down a chain of moods Wanting what’s nothing. II My soul is the wind Dashing down fields of Autumn: O, too swift to sing. III I shall spend my moods Like a rose discards leaves And die without moods. IV My ears burn for speech And you lie […]
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learn moreI would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams Were it not for your songs. Langston Hughes
learn moreShe wanted to be a blade of grass amid the fields But he wouldn’t agree to be the dandelion She wanted to be a robin singing through the leaves but he refused to be her tree She spun herself into a web and looking for a place to rest turned to him but he stood […]
learn more1. I am nobody: A red sinking autumn sun Took my name away. 2. I give permission For this slow spring rain to soak The violet beds. 3. With a twitching nose A dog reads a telegram On a wet tree trunk. 4. Burning autumn leaves, I yearn to make the bonfire Bigger and bigger. […]
learn moreJohn William Boone (1864-1927) world-renowned Ragtime Pianist
learn moreThe American love, the American heart, The American song, Sing I, The song of America, Full of beautiful Americanism and Americanness. Come, let us at least, come, join me at least With me in my imagery and scenic presentation Far from, I on this shore, you on that And I getting the cable messages in […]
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