Category Archives: Poems

I went to thank Her— But She Slept— Her Bed—a funneled Stone— With Nosegays at the Head and Foot— That Travellers—had thrown— Who went to thank Her— But She Slept— ‘Twas Short—to cross the Sea— To look upon Her like—alive— But turning back—’twas slow— Written By Emily Dickinson

* What they undertook to doThey brought to pass;All things hang like a drop of dewUpon a blade of grass. * Written By W. B. Yeats

This is by far one of my most favorite poems. I first read it in middle school with a very gifted English teacher who inspired my love for writing and poetry. I hope you enjoy this rendition of “The Raven.” Feliz Halloween (aka All Saint’s Eve, All Hallow’s Eve, All Saints’ Day, All Souls’ Day,Continue reading “THE RAVEN”

“Get your house in order!” ” I Vomit out the murder! “  “My tears are flowing!”  ” I am! “All knowing! “  “The stench has passed the veil!”  “Their blood is flowing!”  “Begin the sowing!”  ” Bring them to My Throne!” Written By Suzanne Fitzgerald

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I don’t know politics but I know the namesOf those in power, and can repeat them likeDays of week, or names of months, beginning with Nehru.I am Indian, very brown, born in Malabar,I speak three languages, write inTwo, dream in one.Don’t write in English, they said, English isNot your mother-tongue. Why not leaveMe alone, critics,Continue reading “An Introduction”

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Do you love things that cascade? Do you adore rain falling in sheets or over the ledge, splashing clear joy? Do you love velvet drapes plunging into a royal red pile on the stage of life? How about wisteria, how it drenches spring in ribbons of lush lavender, how the breathless beauty falls through cracks,Continue reading “All That Falls”

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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassyContinue reading “The Road Not Taken”