Tag Archives: poetry

… or so I would like to tell myself. From the Blogerazzi’s blog (reminds me of Mrs. Bose (any FAPSians out here?), English class, Hamlet, and wasted days (in a mostly good sense)): Marginalia Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. If [...]

This was a reply to someone who asked the general public for a love poem Tiger, tiger, burning bright, I’ve got butterflies in my tummy, Pitiful, how pitiful, is my plight, I’ve got the tongue of a mummy. Oh what limpid pools — her eyes, And her hair smells a little like litchi, My head, [...]

A worthy read, this. God save them from us plebes. He calls them fish, and I call them sheep. Also, therefrom, … A Dream Deferred — by Langston Hughes What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore– And then run? Does it [...]