Explore the "Sunday Poems" archive here. Doing is Being Ray Bradbury Doing is being. To have done's not enough. To stuff yourself with doing -- that's the game. To name yourself each hour by what's done, To tabulate your time at sunset's gun And find yourself in acts You could not know before the facts You wooed from secret self, which … [Read more...]
Sunday Poem: The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
February 14, 2010 by 3 Comments
Explore the "Sunday Poem" archives here. The Road Not Taken Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth. Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because … [Read more...]
Sunday Poem: Throw Yourself Like Seed by Miguel de Unamuno
February 7, 2010 by Leave a Comment
Explore the "Sunday Poem" archives here. Throw Yourself Like a Seed Miguel de Unamuno Shake off this sadness, and recover your spirit sluggish you will never see the wheel of fate that brushes your heel as it turns going by, the man who wants to live is the man in whom life is abundant. Now you are only giving food to that final … [Read more...]
Sunday Poem: Curiosity by Alastair Reid
January 31, 2010 by Leave a Comment
Explore the "Sunday Poem" archives here. Curiosity Alastair Reid may have killed the cat; more likely the cat was just unlucky, or else curious to see what death was like, having no cause to go on licking paws, or fathering litter on litter of kittens, predictably. Nevertheless, to be curious is dangerous enough. To distrust what is … [Read more...]
Sunday Poem: If by Rudyard Kipling
January 24, 2010 by 1 Comment
Explore the "Sunday Poem" archives here. If Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or, being … [Read more...]
Sunday Poem: A Psalm of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
January 17, 2010 by 1 Comment
For me, Sundays are days to rest, reflect, ponder and plan. And poetry, with its concentrated imagery and boundless connotations, offers one of the best ways to reflect on truth and the meaning and purpose of life, to lift one's view beyond day-to-day monotony, and stir one's soul to greatness. So I'm instituting a new tradition on the CSL … [Read more...]
