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ZiN Daily

Sep 29, 2022

Dylan Thomas: More Than Dying

Image: Unsplash, downloaded (https://unsplash.com/photos/pQh-lOBgeZk) 24.09.2022. The force that through the green fuse The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees Is my destroyer. And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose My youth is bent by the same wintry fever. The force that drives the water through the rocks Drives my red blood; that dries the mouthing streams Turns mine to wax. And I am dumb to mouth unto my

ZiN Daily

Sep 15, 2022

Philip Larkin: There Is Still Time

Image: Unsplash, downloaded (https://unsplash.com/photos/a1-7u30CJpw) Toads Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can't I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off? Six days of the week it soils With its sickening poison - Just for paying a few bills! That's out of proportion. Lots of folk live on their wits: Lecturers, lispers, Losels, loblolly-men, louts- They don't end as paupers; Lots of folk live up lanes With fires in a bucket, Eat windfalls and tinne

Alfred, Lord Tennyson: The Spirit Of A Man

ZiN Daily

Apr 28, 2022

Alfred, Lord Tennyson: The Spirit Of A Man

Image: Unsplash, downloaded (https://unsplash.com/photos/03Pv2Ikm5Hk) 25.04.2022. The Idealist A mighty matter I rehearse, A mighty matter undescried; Come listen all who can. I am the spirit of a man, I weave the universe, An indivisible divide, Creating all I hear and see. All souls are centres: I am one, I am the earth, the stars, the sun, I am the clouds, the sea. I am the citadels and palaces Of all great cities: I am Rome, Tadmor and Cairo: I am Place And Time, yet is

T. S. Eliot: Unreal City/Never Moving/Ever Moving

Ana Savković

Feb 24, 2022

T. S. Eliot: Unreal City/Never Moving/Ever Moving

Image: Unsplash, downloaded (https://unsplash.com/photos/hb_lEwh3z4I) 18.2.2022. The Waste Land I. The Burial of the Dead April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade, And went on in sunlight, i

Percy Bysshe Shelley: Some World Far From Ours

Ana Savković

Jan 11, 2022

Percy Bysshe Shelley: Some World Far From Ours

Image: Unsplash, downloaded (https://unsplash.com/photos/p4stN8gJpPM) 9.1.2022. The Cloud I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I diss

Oscar Wilde: Wasted Days and True Knowledge

Ana Savković

Nov 10, 2021

Oscar Wilde: Wasted Days and True Knowledge

Image: Unsplash, downloaded (https://unsplash.com/photos/Vc8GBqapdfs) 8.11.2021. Wasted Days A fair slim boy not made for this world's pain, With hair of gold thick clustering round his ears, And longing eyes half veiled by foolish tears Like bluest water seen through mists of rain; Pale cheeks whereon no kiss hath left its stain, Red under lip drawn for fear of Love, And white throat whiter than the breast of dove- Alas! alas! if all should be in vain. Corn-fiel

Ana Savković

Sep 14, 2021

John Milton: The Architect of Time

Image: Unsplash, downloaded (https://unsplash.com/photos/MCPmQK8s_gI) 11.9.2021. On Time Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race, Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace; And glut thyself with what thy womb devours, Which is no more then what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain. For when as each thing bad thou hast entombed, And last of all, thy greedy self consumed, Then lon

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