The Poet-poem

THE POET
By Yone Noguchi


Out of the deep and the dark,
A sparkling mystery, a shape,
Something perfect,
Comes like the stir of the day:
One whose breath is an odor,
Whose eyes show the road to stars,
The breeze in his face,
The glory of heaven on his back.
He steps like a vision hung in air,
Diffusing the passion of eternity;
His abode is the sunlight of morn,
The music of eve his speech:
In his sight,
One shall turn from the dust of the grave,
And move upward to the woodland.

The Donkey -poem

THE DONKEY
By G. K. Chesterton



When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood

Then surely I was born.
With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,

The devil’s walking parody
On all four-footed things.


The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,

I keep my secret still.
Fools! For I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:


There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet. <

A Red, Red Rose-poem

A RED, RED ROSE

By Robert Burns



O my Luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.


So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.


Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve,
Though it were ten thousand mile.

A Barred Owl-poem

A BARRED OWL
By Richard Wilbur
The warping night air having brought the boom
Of an owl's voice into her darkened room,
We tell the wakened child that all she heard
Was an odd question from a forest bird,
Asking of us, if rightly listened to,
"Who cooks for you?" and then "Who cooks for you?"

Words, which can make our terrors bravely clear,
Can also thus domesticate a fear,
And send a small child back to sleep at night
Not listening for the sound of stealthy flight
Or dreaming of some small thing in a claw
Borne up to some dark branch and eaten raw.

Dialogue

Annie Mahase

TOOKEN PLACE IN NEW YORK



BLACK GUY: open revolt is everything now in days

FREDRICK DOUGLAS: are you stupid

BLACK GUY: your stupid , it is because how are you going to escape

FREDRICK DOUGLAS: man listen. first you take classes under cover without letting the master knowing, then you get smarter and they think that you dont understand what they say but you do. so you be at their level, so then you escape when they least expect it.

BLACK GUY: but then what happens if you get caught

FREDRICK DOUGLAS: but its worse to get caught with guns, then getting caught with an education, what they dont konw of.

BLACK GUY:yea but then you go threw tourture

FREDRICK DOUGLAS: but then you get more tourture.

BLACK GUY: but now if you had weapons then you could protect your self and kill them for hurting you and still get away.

FREDRICK DOUGLASS:

4th of july speech by Frederick Douglass

"THE MEANING OF JULY FOURTH FOR THE NEGRO"


A negro man by the name of Fredrick Douglass was invited to speak at the Rochester Ladies Antislavery society and brought his thoughts of meaning to him of the fourth of July. Fredrick was grateful for the brave men who fought for America’s independence and always will have it in his memory with honor. He was proud but it was unfair as well and he shared that with his fellow citizens."The rich inheritance of justice, liberty, prosperity and independence, bequeathed by your fathers, is shared by you, not by me. when he was a former slave he did not have all of the traits to be an independent person because he was a former slave. but as for the others who actually fought for our independence that is something he will never forget, all the suffering, pain and torture. So basically what Fredrick Douglass stated in his speech was before during the time of slavery was that Independence Day was only for white people and there were not fair rights. He stated that the kind of lives that they had to live everyday was also not fair. For example the simple man hood of a slave was planting and reaping and using all sorts of tools. But on the other hand a normal life of a white man would be as a doctor or lawyer in a office. But at the end of the day “looking hopefully for life and immortality beyond the grave, we are called upon to prove that we are men!”