Poetry – Page 3 – The Chronicles of Egydyus Flombosi

Give Me A Minute – How To Read Poetry

I’m not an expert at reading poetry, and like many of you, I find some poems impossible to understand. But there are techniques for reading

Sonnet LXXIII That time of year thou mayst in me beholdWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hangUpon those boughs which shake against the

The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood

I enjoy reading poetry and William Wordsworth is one of my favorite poets. In the poem “Goody Blake and Harry Gill,” we are told of

Like the hands of a clock, Stuck in time, Is the birth of an unloved Child. A petal pushes through,

The stifling summer, oppressive at Night. Windows raised, to displace the Heat. A fan blows, it helps me to Sleep. § But an open window,

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