In book 1, also, Ronsard inserts occasional lyrics which do not conform to sonnet form. This one is a lovely frisky light-hearted one! Quand au temple nous serons Agenouillez, nous ferons Les devots s… more →
Oeuvres de Ronsardwrote 3 days ago: When I first saw your hands I couldn’t catch fish I couldn’t mold clay I couldn’t hold the paintbrus … more →
wrote 1 week ago: I arrive to you Like pale nights arrive to the vineyards (Where Noah once drank from the palm … more →
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wrote 1 week ago: Slice of Life Tuesday In this wonderful world of blogging, I discover new and exciting writers. This … more →
wrote 1 week ago: Laundromat in Toronto, Canada (Photo credit: Wikipedia) Ode to Laundromats Laundromat of senses drye … more →
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wrote 2 weeks ago: The other day, I was looking through old junk in my room. It still looks like a bad episode of Hoard … more →
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wrote 3 weeks ago: I figured it was about time for me to do a broad recap on some of the diverse topics i’ve spok … more →
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wrote 3 weeks ago: I will take the restless winds And squeeze their colors on your eyelids, I will take the haunted clo … more →
wrote 3 weeks ago: I’m just terrible at blogging. It slips my mind, I’m lazy, there isn’t anything t … more →
wrote 3 weeks ago: (National Poetry Writing Month – April 2013) Ode To A Cactus Oh little Cactus How sad you look to me … more →
wrote 3 weeks ago: Last week, our 2nd grade classes finished a three-week study of Chilean poet Pablo Neruda. We began … more →
wrote 4 weeks ago: Lovely dinner party on Saturday night – 16 of us to toast a special birthday of a man I have k … more →
wrote 1 month ago: Today A strange old man gave me bookmarks “To remember where you left off”. I smiled and nodded. My … more →
wrote 1 month ago: Every night We pass through the same archway Our footsteps echoing against the ancient walls … more →