I am still here.
I have been busy. In lieu of actual content, here is a rerun of a post from 2014.
I pulled this post shortly after it was published because the Sage of Eaton Rapids objected to my sharing HIS list. He has since slipped his mortal coil and I don't think he will be bothered if I share this partial list.
Warning, the links may be stale.
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The guys I drink coffee with are old-school, masculine men. It is not
something they wear on their sleeves. It is something that you pick up
over time, a comment dropped here, a short anecdote there.
One of the guys is very well read. He prefers to avoid notoriety. He will be called "The Sage of Eaton Rapids".
I wheedled his list of Favorite Poems to share with the readers of this
blog. I may have to retract this post if he objects to it.... Here are
the first eleven, in the order shown on TSOER's List.
Title - Author - Year Published - Link - Thumbnail lines
The Fool's Prayer - Edward Sill - circa 1887 - Link
House by the Side of the Road - Sam Walter Foss - 1928 - Link
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
Where the race of men go by-
The men who are good and the men who are bad,
As good and as bad as I.
Annabell Lee - Poe - 1849 - Link
In a kingdom by the sea
Tintern Abbey - Wordsworth - 1798 - Link
Five years have past; five summers, with the length Of five long winters! and again I hear These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs With a sweet inland murmur. | |
Sampson Agonistes - Milton - 1671 - Link
A little onward lend thy guiding hand
To these dark steps, a little further on;
For yonder bank hath choice of Sun or shade,
There I am wont to sit...
Marriage of True Minds - Shakespeare - - Link
Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove....
...But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
O Captain, My Captain - Whitman - 1865 - Link
Charge of the Light Brigade - Tennyson - 1854 - Link
Cannon to left of them,
Bonny George Campbell - Anon - 1700s - Link
Hie upon the Highlands, and laigh upon the Tay,
Bonnie George Campbell rode, out on a day.
The Shooting of Dan McGrew - Service - 1907 - Link
Back of the bar, in a solo game, sat Dangerous Dan McGrew,
And watching his luck was his light-o'-love, the lady that's known as Lou.
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This got my memory working. I recalled all of these poems from over 60 years ago when I read them in school and at home and it struck me how illiterate we , and I, have all become. I need to get up in the attic and bring down my old books and reeducate and reprogram myself. We have lost so much. Thanks for the reminder.---ken
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ReplyDeleteThank You, 116 is my favorite sonnet. yet sometimes I forget.
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