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If

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If by Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don’t deal…

Food

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Food by Suman Mahmood Could someone put some food on my plate? Make me something; it doesn’t have to be great Something form mothers hands It doesn’t have to be anything grand With a pinch of giving And a dash of caring Add some spices for flavor It’ll be something I savor Set up the…

Sonnet 18

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Always a classic… Sonnet 18 by Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed;…

The Grass

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The Grass by Emily Dickinson The grass so little has to do – A sphere of simple green, With only butterflies to brood, And bees to entertain, And stir all day to pretty tunes The breezes fetch along, And hold the sunshine in its lap And bow to everything; And thread the dews all night,…

Freedom’s Plow

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In honor of Memorial Day, I am sharing a piece of patriotic writing from a unique and powerful American voice, Langston Hughes. Below are the last three stanzas of the poem, you can find the entirety of the poem here. Freedom’s Plow by Langston Hughes, 1943 America is a dream. The poet says it was…

I Saw Two Birds

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I Saw Two Birds by Hafiz as translated by Daniel Ladinsky Both of our mouths Can fit upon this flute I carry. My music will sound So much sweeter that way. With your breath and my breath Poking each other in the ribs And kissing. I saw two birds on a limb this morning Laughing…

Song of the Open Road

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Song of the Open Road (stanzas 1 and 17) by Walt Whitman 1 Afoot and light-hearted, I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose. Henceforth I ask not good-fortune—I myself am good fortune; Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more,…

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