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Ode to the Ode

Ah, the ode. You know what an ode is, right? You can ode to joy or ode to a nightingale or, heck, you can even ode to your father. 1,551 more words

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The creature has a purpose

“I go among the Fields and catch a glimpse of a Stoat or a fieldmouse peeping out of the withered grass – the creature hath a purpose and its eyes are bright with it.

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A New Favorite Poem

Bright Star

BY JOHN KEATS

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art—

         Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night

And watching, with eternal lids apart, 201 more words

Poetry

The Trouble with History

See, the trouble with history is that it is all done and in the past.  Its value today is immeasurable – all those lessons we should have learned, all those people whose thoughts and lives have left messages for us to try to comprehend, all those events that were indispensible to our very existence today, all those innovations without which life would be very different.  266 more words

Charles Babbage

John Keats' On the Grasshopper and Cricket

While John Keats is not one of my favorite writers, I agree with many that his ear is matchless, his sound smoother than a herd of velvet deer. 61 more words

Featured Poems

Imagination

“I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections,and the truth of imagination.”-John Keats.

Sir James Clark: Death, Treatment, and a Society Doctor

In researching Rome in 1820 for my most recent book, the first Englishman to leap off the page was of course John Keats. The poet lived in an apartment by the Spanish Steps for some months and died there in February 1821, ostensibly from tuberculosis. 687 more words

Historical Fiction