Poets Videos

Laughing Rose by William Henry Davies "If I were gusty April now, How I would blow at laughing Rose; I'd make her ribbons slip their knots, And all her hair come loose"...

The Twilight Turns by James Joyce "The twilight turns from amethyst To deep and deeper blue, The lamp fills with a pale green glow The trees of the avenue"...

Canal Bank Walk by Patrick Kavanagh "Leafy-with-love banks and the green waters of the canal Pouring redemption for me, that I do The will of God, wallow in the habitual, the banal, Grow with nature again as before I grew"...

My November Guest by Robert Frost "My Sorrow, when she's here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; She loves the bare, the withered tree"...

The Death Of Autumn by Edna St. Vincent Millay "When reeds are dead and a straw to thatch the marshes, And feathered pampas-grass rides into the wind"...

Autumn Fires by Robert Louis Stevenson "In the other gardens And all up the vale, From the autumn bonfires See the smoke trail"...

The Rambler by Thomas Hardy "I do not see the hills around, Nor mark the tints the copses wear; I do not note the grassy ground And constellated daisies there"...

Machinima of Frideswide sim in Second Life, an immersive exhibit by the First World War Poetry Virtual Archive, University of Oxford. This sim offers an amazing virtual experience of the Western Front trenches and British encampments of the Great War, and poetry inspired by the war. Sim opening Nov 2, 2009. Machinima by Tara Yeats; sim builder CSteph Submariner. The machinima and the sim incorporate materials from The First World War Poetry Virtual Archive, University of Oxford, http://www.oucs.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit, under the JISC Model Licence for educational use.

Grace Cavalieri podcast for miporatio: Confronting the fear, poems by Lisa Mueller

Let Evening Come by Jane Kenyon " Let the light of late afternoon shine through chinks in the barn, moving up the bales as the sun moves down"...

Rapids by A. R. Ammons "Fall's leaves are redder than spring's flowers, have no pollen, and also sometimes fly, as the wind"...

Call in and spit your favorite piece or sing your favorite song as April Sims A and E gives you 5 minutes of fame. All pieces must be rated PG and no longer than 5 minutesApril Sims | Poetry Man | Open Mic | singers | poets

With the motto of "One Street, One Heartbeat, One Mind," LA-based Street Poets teaches young people how to develop their poetic voice and share their feelings about life on the street, in schools, and in juvenile detention facilities. By giving them an artistic outlet for expression, Street Poets empowers Los Angeles County youth to transcend self-destructive lifestyles and creatively transform both lives and communities. Distributed by Tubemogul.

With the motto of One Street, One Heartbeat, One Mind, LA-based Street Poets teaches young people how to develop their poetic voice and share their feelings about life on the street, in schools, and in juvenile detention facilities. By giving them an artistic outlet for expression, Street Poets empowers Los Angeles County youth to transcend self-destructive lifestyles and creatively transform both lives and communities. Distributed by Tubemogul.Author: explore Tags: Los Angeles Culture Music At-risk Youth poetry violence creativity transformation community voice authentic self writing Street Poets Alison Tatlock Lenin Brizuela juvenile detention center prison Posted: 29 October 2009 Rating: 0.0 Votes: 0

Dream Land by Christina Rossetti "Where sunless rivers weep Their waves into the deep, She sleeps a charmed sleep: Awake her not. Led by a single star, She came from very far To seek where shadows are Her pleasant lot"...

The Ghost by Sara Teasdale " I went back to the clanging city, I went back where my old loves stayed, But my heart was full of my new love's glory, My eyes were laughing and unafraid"...

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