In memoriam, L.K. Madigan. Gone too soon.

To the Virgins, to make much of Time.
by Robert Herrick

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may ( Read more... )

Yesterday's poem for National Poetry Month was Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare, which begins "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?" Today's pick was inspired by the third line of Shakespeare's sonnet "Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May", beginning with a reference to both buds and May in its first line.

To the Virgins, to make much ( Read more... )

Today I thought I'd take a look at a 17th century English poet named Robert Herrick. If you've ever studied poetry in school, you've probably heard of him, even though you may not remember.

Whenas in silks my Julia goes
by Robert Herrick

Whenas in silks my Julia goes ( Read more... )

Late in the day, but just on time for the season, here are two poems by Robert Herrick, a 17th-century English poet (not to be confused with the American novelist Robert Herrick, who lived in the late 19th and early 20th centuries).

First, one written in iambic pentameter using rhymed couplets from Hesperides, a work dedicated to Charles, Prince ( Read more... )