poetry ⁽⁹⁶⁾

Jujube October 18, 2026

There's a Certain Slant of Light

There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons - That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes - Heavenly Hurt, it gives us - We can find no scar, But internal difference - Where the Meanings, are - — Emily Dickinson

Jujube October 11, 2026

Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey

That blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened:—that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And…

Jujube September 30, 2026

I Wake and Feel the Fell of Dark, Not Day

I am gall, I am heartburn. God's most deep decree Bitter would have me taste: my taste was me; Bones built in me, flesh filled, blood brimmed the curse. Selfyeast of spirit a dull dough sours. I see The lost are like this, and their…

Jujube September 28, 2026

Green

“Voici des fruits, des fleurs, des feuilles et des branches, Et puis voici mon cœur qui ne bat que pour vous.” Here are fruits, flowers, leaves and branches and then here is my heart which beats only for you -- Paul Verlaine

Jujube September 19, 2026

Upon the Sight of a Beautiful Picture

Thou, with ambition modest yet sublime, Here, for the sight of mortal man, hast given To one brief moment caught from fleeting time The appropriate calm of blest eternity. -- William Wordsworth

Jujube September 6, 2026

There is a Solitude of Space

There is a solitude of space A solitude of sea A solitude of death, but these Society shall be Compared with that profounder site That polar privacy A soul admitted to itself – Finite infinity. -- Emily Dickinson

Jujube August 30, 2026

Self-Portrait

I keep finding pieces of myself in the lines that take too long to form a shape in the colors that wait too long to settle or to escape Some marks connect, some break All refuse to be final -jujube

Jujube August 23, 2026

The Solitary

Let them think I love them more than I do, Let them think I care, though I go alone, If it lifts their pride, what is it to me Who am self-complete as a flower or a stone? It is one to me that they…

Jujube August 16, 2026

Morning Song

Dawn had taken in the stars And left the faint white moon. O white moon, you are lonely, It is the same with me, But we have the world to roam over, Only the lonely are free. -- Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

Jujube August 8, 2026

Widening Circles

I live my life in widening circles that reach out across the world. I may not complete this last one, but I give myself to it. I have been circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling for a thousand years.

Jujube August 1, 2026

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your…

Jujube July 24, 2026

Autumn

We are all falling. This hand here is falling. And look at the others: it is in them all. Yet there is One who holds this falling infinitely gently in His hands. -- Rainer Maria Rilke

Jujube July 19, 2026

Ascending the Kuai Pavilion

落木千山天远大， 澄江一道月分明。 Fallen trees spread over a thousand mountains beneath a vast sky; One clear river reflects the bright moon. — Huang Tingjian 黄庭坚 (1045-1105)

Jujube July 12, 2026

Mount Zhongnan

太乙近天都， 连山接海隅。 白云回望合， 青霭入看无。 Mount Zhongnan rises toward Heaven’s capital; Its ranges stretch to the edge of the sea. Looking back, white clouds close behind; Looking in, blue mist dissolves into nothing. — Wang Wei 王维 (701-761)

Jujube July 5, 2026

Lost in Moonlight

A warm yellow light called me, far away from behind the trees. I was in doubt, should I go? Is it a dream or am I awake? –Jacob Berghoef

Jujube June 28, 2026

The Quiet Singer

He had been singing—but I had not heard his voice; He had been weaving lovely dreams of song, O many a morning long. — Charles Hanson Towne

Jujube June 14, 2026

Roar

you shattered me into a thousand tiny pieces of my untamed self, and for once, i roared. — Jadine Lydia

Jujube June 7, 2026

She Walks in Beauty

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes… — Lord Byron

Jujube May 31, 2026

Because I could not stop for Death –

Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality. We slowly drove – He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility…

Jujube May 24, 2026

What Gorgeous Thing

I do not know what gorgeous thing The bluebird keeps saying, His voice easing out of his throat, beak, body into the pink air of the early morning. I like it whatever it is. — Mary Oliver