Tuesday, April 09, 2013

Four poems about days (Poems 25, 26, 27, and 28 of those 365 Rhyming Poems You Should Read)

Hot Actress: Kathryn Morris
Holy Thursday

by William Blake

Is this a holy thing to see
In a rich and fruitful land,
Babes reduced to misery
Fed with cold and usurous hand?

Is that trembling cry a song?
Can it be a song of joy?
And so many children poor?
It is a land of poverty!

And their sun does never shine.
And their fields are bleak & bare.
And their ways are fill'd with thorns.
It is eternal winter there.

For where-e’er the sun does shine,
And where-e’er the rain does fall:
Babe can never hunger there,
Nor poverty the mind appall.

Hot actor: Johnny Messner

  by Edna St. Vincent Millay

And if I loved you Wednesday,
   Well, what is that to you?
I do not love you Thursday—
   So much is true.

And why you come complaining
   Is more than I can see.
I loved you Wednesday,—yes—but what
   Is that to me?
- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22723#sthash.1e5JofhO.dpuf

Hot Actress: Kaley Cuoco

  by W. S. Merwin

My friend says I was not a good son
you understand
I say yes I understand

he says I did not go
to see my parents very often you know
and I say yes I know

even when I was living in the same city he says
maybe I would go there once
a month or maybe even less
I say oh yes

he says the last time I went to see my father
I say the last time I saw my father

he says the last time I saw my father
he was asking me about my life
how I was making out and he
went into the next room
to get something to give me

oh I say
feeling again the cold
of my father's hand the last time
he says and my father turned
in the doorway and saw me
look at my wristwatch and he
said you know I would like you to stay
and talk with me

oh yes I say

but if you are busy he said
I don't want you to feel that you
have to
just because I'm here

I say nothing

he says my father
said maybe
you have important work you are doing
or maybe you should be seeing
somebody I don't want to keep you

I look out the window
my friend is older than I am
he says and I told my father it was so
and I got up and left him then
you know

though there was nowhere I had to go
and nothing I had to do
- See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15741#sthash.vJe1Dma5.dpuf

Hot Actor:
Robby Benson.

  by Fanny Howe

From no nowhere not near the sea
on blue field flax
the cemetery's absolutely solitary
you and you and a third

of a pound of bread
for supper in the refectory
where I would die of hunger
if you--if soon--if on this unday--one

undoing would be undone


PT Dilloway, Grumpy Bulldog said...

I think you should just post 337 of these all at once.

Andrew Leon said...

Wow, "Yesterday" is really sad.
And I'm wondering if Lewis got the idea for eternal winter from "Holy Thursday."

(I'm pretty sure you read part 5 already, since you reviewed that part previously. Just by the way.)

Briane P said...

I reviewed part 5? But I didn't have it on my Kindle. I'll probably re-read it to get up to speed.

Andrew Leon said...

That may have been the part I emailed to you in advance so that you could post a review at the release.

Michael Offutt, S.F.A. said...

Thanks for posting the poems and the hunk of the week again.

Briane...don't suppose I could get you to post your review of my book on Goodreads could I?

Briane P said...


I'll try to do that, I swear, but I'm not sure when I can get to it.

Michael Offutt, S.F.A. said...

Thank you good sir!