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The Dark Hills

The Dark Hills

Dark hills at evening in the west,

Where sunset hovers like a sound

Of golden horns that sang to rest

Old bones of warriors under ground, 35 more words

Battlefields & Historic Places

Richard Cory - Edwin Arlington Robinson

Whenever Richard Cory went down town,

We people on the pavement looked at him:

He was a gentleman from sole to crown,

Clean favored, and imperially slim. 97 more words


What Is It In Me?

One of my favorite things about reading library books is the marginalia or annotations of previous readers. I love to consider the differences between what I might mark or underline and what a perfect stranger (albeit a similarly literarily-like-minded one) takes it upon themselves to mark. 510 more words


Happiness that Money Can't Buy

I think we’ve all read E. A. Robinson’s masterful “Richard Cory” poem about a wealthy man, much admired, perhaps envied for his living the good life, who commits suicide. 766 more words


The House on the Hill

The House of Livia, Palatine Hill, Rome

The House on the Hill

They are all gone away,
The House is shut and still, 91 more words


A Funeral

The three brothers approached the porch of the white clapboard house, their feet crunching snow with every step. The men, all of them slim, tall and dark, formed a monochrome procession; black on white in their funeral garb. 818 more words


For National Poetry Month: A Poem a Day Keeps the Blues Away

Since it’s National Poetry Month, I’m dedicating each Monday post in April to sharing my favorite poetry with you. I hope you’ll share with me too! 513 more words