I read William
Blake in January.
This month I checked out 100
Essential Modern Poems from our library and discovered William Butler
Yeats, whose poem ‘The Second Coming’ knocked me out.
And then I saw this at Nylon Camera, and thought of Gwendolyn Brooks's poem, The Pool Players, which is also contained in the 100 Essential Modern Poems collection:
The Pool Players.
Seven at the Golden Shovel.
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
Seven at the Golden Shovel.
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
March is coming, with the return of the Sailor on the first,
if all goes as planned. Maybe love poems
will be the thing…
If you would like to join this week's drawing challenge, leave us word. Still time to get in.
dear Sus this is such a lovely post, Spring and love in the air, that sounds great :)
ReplyDeletei had a look at Nylon Camera, love it!
city people doing just what they do, no real posing, very beautiful work, beautiful blog,
and Gwendolyn Brooks's poem, it sounds so fresh, timeless, could have been written today.
sunshine on the mountain top looks good, xx
Aaaah only a few more weeks till you can celebrate reunion ! (you can make your own love poem ....) keep up the good mood, Sus !
ReplyDeleteGreat link that I didn't know about, Sus! And one thing I want to do is read more poetry, like a LOT more :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Sus!
ReplyDeleteAwesome images, i like how you put them in this perfect order!
mucho LOVE this post.
ReplyDeleteso sensible, so deep.
blake and yeats.
though those pool players really keep me hanging in too...
n♥