The Road Not Taken
By Robert Frost
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,
Until my new alien masters
Forced me into slavery. Bastards!
By Theodore Roethke
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being ask from ear to ear,
What is that silver ship outside my window?
Ode to a Nightingale That Has Been Vaporized By a Death Ray
By John Keats
Where’d it go?
A Dream deferred
By Langston Hughes
What happens to a
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it get probed?
By William Wordsworth
I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed, but gazed to my dismay
Daffodils! Invading! Today!
By Edgar Allen Poe
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
Quoth the raven, `I AM GALTHAMAR- LORD OF THE XANDRAXIANS- SURRENDER AT ONCE OR WE WILL EXTERMINATE YOUR ENTIRE SPECIES!! MUWHAHAHAHAHAHA.'
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by Michael J. Weingarth