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Гребец галерыХороша была галера: румпель был у нас резной ( Read more... )

Pat BoranA MAN IS ONLY AS GOOD ( Read more... )

Stephen CraneGod fashioned the ship of the world carefully ( Read more... )

The People of the Other Village

by Thomas Lux

hate the people of this village 
and would nail our hats
to our heads for refusing in their presence to remove them
or staple our hands to our foreheads 
for refusing to salute them
if we did not hurt them first: mail them packages of rats,
mix their flour at night with broken glass.
We do this, ( Read more... )

THE WAY THROUGH THE WOODS ( Read more... )

Emily Dickinson

We never know how high we are
Till we are called to rise
And then if we are true to plan
Our statures touch the skies -
The Heroism we recite
Would be a normal thing
Did not ourselves the Cubits warp
For fear to be a King -

Эмили ДикинсонМы не знаем - как высоки ( Read more... )

Louis MacNeice

Round the CornerRound the corner was always the sea. Our childhood ( Read more... )

Prelude

by Derek Walcott I, with legs crossed along the daylight, watch ( Read more... )

Sylvia PlathTHE EVERLASTING MONDAY ( Read more... )

Statues in the Park

Billy CollinsI thought of you today ( Read more... )