Rusted bed-springs in the street

A few weeks ago I checked out of the local library A Century of Poetry in The New Yorker 1925-2025. The 980 pages of poems make it too heavy for bedtime reading! I promise I will not be using it as my only source for new poems. As I turned the pages a poem byContinue reading “Rusted bed-springs in the street”

“All things bright and beautiful”

I am going to jump to the end of Coleridge’s masterful poem The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. If one of the major themes has been the disruption of the balance between humankind and nature then Part VII brings about the possibility of reconciliation! Once again I am using some verses which may be familiarContinue reading ““All things bright and beautiful””