Yes, V. My blog is limited to (I think) ten posts per home page. If you would like to see all of November (for instance), click on the November 2005 link.
I've been into Robert Frost lately -- er, that is, since yesterday. I picked up a copy of "You Come Too," a collection of Frost poems geared at younger readers. In terms of poetry, I'm an infant. Robert Frost is the perfect pre-school teacher for the world of poetry. Still, this doesn't mean he is a shallow poet. His poems contain a first impression of the natural world, which is cause enough for celebration. There is a depth there as well, though it may be difficult to discover. But I've discovered that the beauty of poetry is first of the sounds, cadences and rhythms present in the words. Deeper meanings can be gleaned and fathomed afterwards.
See above for a lovely Robert Frost quote, right for a link to his poetry, and below for some poems I read that were simply beautiful.
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11.18.2005
Ten per page, please; and a word about poetry.
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2 comments:
aaaaah.
ok.
duh.
now i feel dumb.
disregard last posting.
(slapping forehead)
You can always adjust how many posts you have on your page, if you like, too.
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