Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles--
Buccaneers of Buzz.
Ride abroad in ostentation
And subsist on Fuzz.
Fuzz ordained--not Fuzz contindent--
Marrows of the Hill.
Jugs--a Universe's fracture
Could not jar or spill.
- Walter de la Mare The seeds I sowed - For week unseen - Have pushed up pygmy Shoots of green; So frail you'd think The tiniest stone Would…
- W.H. Auden DOG The single creature leads a partial life, Man by his mind, and by his nose the hound; He needs the deep emotions I can give, I…
- Robert Frost There is a singer everyone has heard, Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird, Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again. He says…