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A Mood

George MacDonald

My thoughts are like fire-flies, pulsing in moonlight;
My heart like a silver cup, filled with red wine;
My soul a pale gleaming horizon, whence soon light
Will flood the gold earth with a torrent divine.




Quotes of the Day

A poet's hope: to be, like some valley cheese,local, but prized elsewhere

• W. H. Auden



Poems of the Day
  • Shel Silverstein
    The Perfect High
    by Shel Silverstein
    There once was a boy named Gimmesome Roy. He was nothing like me or you. 'Cause laying back and getting high was all he cared to do. As a kid, he sat in the cellar, sniffing airplane glue.