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Men at Forty by Donald Justice

Men at forty Learn to close softly The doors to rooms they will not be Coming back to. At rest on a stair landing, They feel it moving Beneath them now like the deck of a ship, Though the swell … Continue reading

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On Children by Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. You may give … Continue reading

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Because I could not stop for Death by Emily Dickinson

Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality. We slowly drove – He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility – … Continue reading

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The School Where I Studied by Yehuda Amichai

Translated by Chana Bloch I passed by the school where I studied as a boy and said in my heart: here I learned certain things and didn’t learn others. All my life I have loved in vain the things I … Continue reading

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Robinson by Weldon Kees

The dog stops barking after Robinson has gone. His act is over. The world is a grey world, Not without violence, and he kicks under the grand piano, The nightmare chase well under way. The mirror from Mexico, stuck to … Continue reading

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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain by Emily Dickinson

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading – treading – till it seemed That Sense was breaking through – And when they all were seated, A Service, like a Drum – Kept beating … Continue reading

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Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat Drowned in a Tub of Goldfishes by Thomas Gray

’Twas on a lofty vase’s side, Where China’s gayest art had dyed The azure flowers that blow; Demurest of the tabby kind, The pensive Selima, reclined, Gazed on the lake below. Her conscious tail her joy declared; The fair round … Continue reading

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