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Fusing and Musing: Poem of the day

image source Invictus

Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, . . . → Read More: Fusing and Musing: Poem of the day

Fusing and Musing: Poem of the day

image source An Almost Made Up Poem

I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny they are small, and the fountain is in France where you wrote me that last letter and I answered and never heard from you again. you used to . . . → Read More: Fusing and Musing: Poem of the day

Fusing and Musing: Poem of the day

Easter, 1916

I have met them at close of day Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses. I have passed with a nod of the head Or polite meaningless words, Or have lingered awhile and said Polite meaningless words, And thought before I had done . . . → Read More: Fusing and Musing: Poem of the day