Dictionary Poems

My experience is that as soon as people are old enough to know better, they don’t know anything at all. Discuss Oscar Wilde

Every limit is a beginning as well as an ending. Discuss George Eliot

There is one kind of prison where the man is behind bars, and everything that he desires is outside; and there is another kind where the things are behind the bars, and the man is outside. Upton Sinclair

It is not violence that best overcomes hate—nor vengeance that most certainly heals injury. Charlotte Bronte

Which is the weakest thing of allMine heart can ponder?The sun, a little cloud can pallWith darkness yonder?The cloud, a little wind can moveWhere’er it listeth?The wind, a little leaf above,Though sere, resisteth? What time that yellow leaf was green,My days were gladder;But now, whatever Spring may mean,I must grow sadder.Ah me! a leaf with … Continued

Not any higher stands the grave For heroes than for men;Not any nearer for the child Than numb three-score and ten. This latest leisure equal lulls The beggar and his queen;Propitiate this democrat By summer’s gracious mien. – Not any higher stands the grave by Emily Dickinson

Then a woman said, Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow. And he answered: Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. … Continued

a connotation of infinitysharpens the temporal splendor of this night when souls which have forgot frivolityin lowliness, noting the fatal flightof worlds whereto this earth’s a hurled dream down eager avenues of lifelessness consider for how much themselves shall gleam,in the poised radiance of perpetualness.When what’s in velvet beyond doomed thought is like a woman … Continued

And if my heart be scarred and burned,The safer, I, for all I learned;The calmer, I, to see it trueThat ways of love are never new-The love that sets you daft and dazedIs every love that ever blazed;The happier, I, to fathom this:A kiss is every other kiss.The reckless vow, the lovely name,When Helen walked, … Continued

Beloved, my Beloved, when I thinkThat thou wast in the world a year ago,What time I sat alone here in the snowAnd saw no footprint, heard the silence sinkNo moment at thy voice, but, link by link,Went counting all my chains as if that soThey never could fall off at any blowStruck by thy possible … Continued