The Sun in Poetry
Summer Sun Great is the sun, and wide he goes Through empty heaven without repose; And in the blue and glowing days More thick than rain he showers his rays. […]
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The Sun in Poetry
Serenade Three paces down the shore, low sounds the lute, The better that my longing you may know; I’m not asking you to come, But—can’t you go? Three words, “I
Writing in Kindergarten
This week I was in a kindergarten class at my school, sitting next to a girl who was writing in her journal. Her teacher’s instructions were to write anything she
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The Sun in Poetry
Afternoon on a Hill I will be the gladdest thing Under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one. I will look at cliffs and clouds
The Sun in Poetry
Afternoon on a Hill I will be the gladdest thing Under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one. I will look at cliffs and clouds
The Sun in Poetry
Aye, workman, make me a dream, A dream for my love. Cunningly weave sunlight, Breezes, and flowers. Let it be of the cloth of meadows. And—good workman— And let there
Sunny Sundays!
In celebration of all things sunny, Parking Suns now features every Sunday a different YouTube music clip about the sun! This week’s entry: The final scene from the movie Topsy-Turvy, in which one of
The Moon in Poetry
Winter Trees All the complicated details of the attiring and the disattiring are completed! A liquid moon moves gently among the long branches. Thus having prepared their buds against a
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Combatting Anxiety by Writing Poetry
Problem: It’s the holiday season. I live in a town with steep hills. It just snowed. This wouldn’t bother most people, but my Parkinson’s anxiety works non-stop, so I’m quivering
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The Sun in Poetry
The Idler An idle lingerer on the wayside’s road, He gathers up his work and yawns away; A little longer, ere the tiresome load Shall be reduced to ashes or