truemuse

Related blog post:
http://windyroom.blogspot.com/2009/08/habitation.html

Marriage is not
a house or even a tent

it is before that, and colder:

the edge of the forest, the edge
of the desert
the unpainted stairs
at the back where we squat
outside, eating popcorn

the edge of the receding glacier

where painfully and with wonder
at having survived even
this far

we are learning to make fire


I note that recent poems I've read in the Walrus are so far below the work of Margaret Atwood, it rubs me somehow wrong to see her being characteriz

Memorable lyrical poem by this very popular American poet.

Thomas Moore is to Ireland what Robert Burns is to Scotland. He also wrote "The Minstrel Boy" and "The Last Rose of Summer"

Allison Crowe acapella - performing the "hidden" track to her "Secrets" album/CD. This song has its roots in traditional Irish and Scottish tunes ...

Picasso �ventyr

Edna ST. Vincent Millay

Heres a virtual movie of American poet Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950)who was born in Rockland,

related to 'What Lips My Lips Have Kissed"

rhetorical art

Sonnet XCVII
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness every where!
And yet this time removed was summer's time,
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease:
Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me
But hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on th

http://www.recmusic.org/lieder/get_text.html?TextId=16887

http://www.contemplator.com/child/brballen.html

Probably the best known folk-song in the English-Speaking world - this song was my father's favourite.

My great-grandmother used to sing this to me when I was little - to help me sleep. I sing it today to my friends' children and will sing it to my ...

One of the best known of the English and Scottish ballads collected by Francis James Child. One of the first songs I ever heard. My parents had a ...

"The Ballad of Barbara Allen", also known as "Barbara Ellen", "Barb'ry Allen", "Barbriallen", etc.,

Bonny Barbara Allan
unknown (sixteenth or seventeenth century)

"There are many versions of this sad ballad of a powerful, stubborn, and ill-fated love. Brought by settlers from England to America, it became a favorite in the new land."

William and Emily
-Edgar Lee Masters (1869-1950)

There is something about Death
Like love itself!
If with some one with whom you have known passion,
And the glow of youthful love,
You also, after years of life
Together, feel the sinking of the fir,
And thus fade away together,
Gradually, faintly, delicately,
As it were in each other's arms,
Passing from the familiar room --
That is a power of unison between souls
Like love itself!

http://www.recmusic.org/lieder/get_text.html?TextId=23509