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GoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Song" by Langston HughesRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: George Platt Lynes - This image is available from the United States Library of Congress's Prints and Photographs division under the digital ID cph.3c01955. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: Song Lovely, dark, and lonely one,  Bare your bosom to the sun,  Do not be afraid of light You who are a child of night.  Open wide your arms to life,  Whirl in the wind of pain and strife,  Face t...2022-01-0300 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"On Quitting" by Edgar Albert GuestRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: George Platt Lynes - This image is available from the United States Library of Congress's Prints and Photographs division under the digital ID cph.3c01955. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: On Quitting How much grit do you think you've got? Can you quit a thing that you like a lot? You may talk of pluck; it's an easy word, And where'er you go it is often heard; But can y...2022-01-0201 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"A Jelly Fish" by Marianne MooreRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: George Platt Lynes - This image is available from the United States Library of Congress's Prints and Photographs division under the digital ID cph.3c01955. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: A Jelly Fish Visible, invisible,A fluctuating charm,An amber-colored amethystInhabits it; your armApproaches, andIt opens andIt closes;You have meantTo catch it,And it shrivels;You abandonYour intent—It opens, and itCloses and youReach for it—The blueSurrounding itGro...2022-01-0200 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"A HYMN to the Evening" by Phillis WheatleyRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: From the United States Library of Congress's Prints and Photographs division under the digital ID cph.3a40394. .---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: A Hymn to the Evening Soon as the sun forsook the eastern mainThe pealing thunder shook the heav'nly plain;Majestic grandeur! From the zephyr's wing,Exhales the incense of the blooming spring.Soft purl the streams, the birds renew their notes,And through the air their mingled...2021-11-2801 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"A HYMN to the MORNING" by Phillis WheatleyRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: From the United States Library of Congress's Prints and Photographs division under the digital ID cph.3a40394. .---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: A Hymn to the Morning ATTEND my lays, ye ever honour'd nine,Assist my labours, and my strains refine;In smoothest numbers pour the notes along,For bright Aurora now demands my song.Aurora hail, and all the thousand dies,Which deck thy progress through the vaulted...2021-11-2813 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Thursday" by Edna St. Vincent MillayRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Edna St. Vincent Millay, photographed by Carl Van Vechten, 1933---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: And if I loved you Wednesday,   Well, what is that to you?I do not love you Thursday—   So much is true. And why you come complaining   Is more than I can see.I loved you Wednesday,—yes—but what   Is that to me?2021-11-2500 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Travel" by Edna St. Vincent MillayRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Edna St. Vincent Millay in Mamaroneck, NY, 1914, by Arnold Genthe.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: Travel The railroad track is miles away,     And the day is loud with voices speaking, Yet there isn't a train goes by all day     But I hear its whistle shrieking. All night there isn't a train goes by,     Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming, But I see its cinders red on the sky,    ...2021-11-2400 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Tavern" by Edna St. Vincent MillayRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Edna St. Vincent Millay passport photograph---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: I'll keep a little tavern     Below the high hill's crest,  Wherein all grey-eyed people     May set them down and rest. There shall be plates a-plenty,     And mugs to melt the chill  Of all the grey-eyed people     Who happen up the hill. There sound will sleep the traveller,     And dream his journey's end,  But I will rouse at midnight     The falling fire to...2021-11-2200 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Afternoon on a Hill" by Edna St. Vincent MillayRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Edna St. Vincent Millay in Mamaroneck,[3] NY, 1914, by Arnold Genthe.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: I will be the gladdest thing      Under the sun!  I will touch a hundred flowers      And not pick one. I will look at cliffs and clouds      With quiet eyes,  Watch the wind bow down the grass,      And the grass rise. And when lights begin to show      Up from the town,  I will mark which must be mine,    ...2021-11-2100 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetryThe Unexplorer by Edna St. Vincent MillayRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Edna St. Vincent Millay, photographed by Carl Van Vechten, 1933 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: The Unexplorer There was a road ran past our house  Too lovely to explore.  I asked my mother once—she said  That if you followed where it led  It brought you to the milk-man’s door.  (That’s why I have not traveled more.) “The Unexplorer” was published in A Few Figs From Thistles (Harper & Brothers, 1922...2021-11-2100 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"The Negro Speaks of Rivers" by Langston HughesRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Langston Hughes in 1936 by Carl Van Vechten ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: The Negro Speaks of Rivers (To W.E.B. DuBois) I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers. I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young. I built my hut near the Congo and...2021-11-1200 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Kids Who Die" by Langston HughesRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Portrait of American writer and activist Langston Hughes in 1943 (US Library of Congress Archives) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: Kids Who Die This is for the kids who die,  Black and white,  For kids will die certainly.  The old and rich will live on awhile,  As  Always,  Eating blood and gold,  Letting kids die. Kids will die in the swamps of Mississippi  Organizing sharecroppers  Kids will die in the streets o...2021-11-1000 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Harlem" by Langston HughesRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Portrait of American writer and activist Langston Hughes in 1943 (US Library of Congress Archives) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: "Harlem" What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up  like a raisin in the sun?  Or fester like a sore—  And then run?  Does it stink like rotten meat?  Or crust and sugar over—  like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags  like a heavy load. Or does it explode?2021-11-0900 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Dreams" by Langston HughesEPISODE DESCRIPTION Read and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Portrait of American writer and activist Langston Hughes in 1943 (US Library of Congress Archives) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: "Dreams" Hold fast to dreams  For if dreams die  Life is a broken-winged bird  That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams  For when dreams go  Life is a barren field  Frozen with snow.2021-11-0800 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"American Heartbreak" by Langston HughesRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart, and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Langston Hughes in 1936 by Carl Van Vechten ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: American Heartbreak I am the American heartbreak—  Rock on which Freedom  Stumps its toe—  The great mistake  That Jamestown  Made long ago.2021-11-0700 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"My People" by Langston Hughes"My People" by Langston Hughes Read and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Photograph Info: Langston Hughes in 1936 by Carl Van Vechten ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Poem: My People The night is beautiful, So the faces of my people.The stars are beautiful,  So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun.  Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people.2021-11-0600 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"When Sue Wears Red" by Langston HughesRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------- When Sue Wears Red When Susanna Jones wears red  Her face is like an ancient cameo  Turned brown by the ages. Come with a blast of trumpets,  Jesus! When Susanna Jones wears red  A queen from some time-dead Egyptian night  Walks once again. Blow trumpets, Jesus! And the beauty of Susanna Jones in red  Burns in my heart a love-fire sharp like pain. Sweet silver trumpets,  Jesus!2021-11-0400 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetryTheme for English B by Langston HughesRead and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------- "Theme for English B" by Langston Hughes The instructor said, Go home and write  a page tonight.  And let that page come out of you—  Then, it will be true. I wonder if it’s that simple?  I am twenty-two, colored, born in Winston-Salem.  I went to school there, then Durham, then here  to this college on the hill above Harlem.  I am the only colored student in my class.  The steps from the hill lead do...2021-10-3102 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"The Washer-Woman" by Otto Leland Bohanan#GoodPoetry​ presents an excerpt from Phillis Wheatley's poem, entitled "To the Right Honourable William, Earl of Dartmouth". This poem was published in Phillis Wheatley's poetry book, entitled, "Poems on Various Subjects, Religious and Moral" in 1773. This poem is in the public domain. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This colored illustration of Phillis Wheatley is in the public domain. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Here is the text for the excerpt of Phillis Wheatley's poem, entitled, "To the Right Honourable William, Earl of Dartmouth": Should you, my lord, while you peruse my song, Wonder from whence my love of Freedom sprung, Whence flow these wishes for the common good, By...2021-02-0300 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Ars Poetica" by Archibald MacleishArs Poetica BY ARCHIBALD MACLEISH A poem should be palpable and mute As a globed fruit, Dumb As old medallions to the thumb, Silent as the sleeve-worn stone Of casement ledges where the moss has grown— A poem should be wordless As the flight of birds. * A poem should be motionless in time As the moon climbs, Leaving, as the moon releases Twig by twig the night-entangled trees, Leaving, as the moon behind the winter leaves, Memory by memory the mind— A poem should be motionless in time As the moon climbs. * A poem should be equal to: Not true. For...2020-05-2701 minStruggle CityStruggle CityMore Like Writer of the Wreck-ade!-- SC Podcast 15In this gripping season finale of season two of the podcast Casey, Missy, and Dave comment on the controversial pick for the writer of the decade. Why would they pick the Instagram poet to be the writer of the decade? More like the writer of the WRECK-ade am I, right? Beyond that, the gang talks about Harry Potter, specifically the question of "Is Snape a good guy?" Where Missy and Dave agree to disagree. #Writerofthedecade #rupikaur #Harrypotter #poetry #hottake #instagrampoet #getwrecked #emotions #goodpoetry #reading #englishmajor #rachelwiley #depression #anxiety #mentalillness Follow us on our Social Media: Twitter @StruggleCity3 https://twitter.com...2020-02-1154 minStruggle CityStruggle CityMore Like Writer of the Wreck-ade!-- SC Podcast 15In this gripping season finale of season two of the podcast Casey, Missy, and Dave comment on the controversial pick for the writer of the decade. Why would they pick the Instagram poet to be the writer of the decade? More like the writer of the WRECK-ade am I, right? Beyond that, the gang talks about Harry Potter, specifically  the question of "Is Snape a good guy?" Where Missy and Dave agree to disagree. #Writerofthedecade #rupikaur #Harrypotter #poetry #hottake #instagrampoet #getwrecked #emotions #goodpoetry #reading #englishmajor #rachelwiley #depression #anxiety #mentalillness Follow us on our Social Media: T...2020-02-1154 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"One's-Self I Sing" by Walt Whitman, read by Teyuna Trynea DarrisOne’s-Self I sing, a simple separate person, Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse. Of physiology from top to toe I sing, Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I say the Form complete is worthier far, The Female equally with the Male I sing. Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power, Cheerful, for freest action form’d under the laws divine, The Modern Man I sing. -------------------------------------- Listen to GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org and on Stitcher, Google Podcasts, Apple Podcasts and iTunes.2019-06-0900 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"There is no Frigate like a book" by Emily DickinsonThere is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands away Nor any Coursers like a Page Of prancing Poetry – This Traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of Toll – How frugal is the Chariot That bears the Human Soul –2019-01-0100 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"When I Was One-and-Twenty" by A.E. Housman"When I Was One-and-Twenty" BY A. E. HOUSMAN When I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say, “Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy free.” But I was one-and-twenty, No use to talk to me. When I was one-and-twenty I heard him say again, “The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain; ’Tis paid with sighs a plenty And sold for endless rue.” And I am two-and-twenty, And oh, ’tis true, ’tis true.2018-12-261h 01GoodPoetryGoodPoetry"IF" by Rudyard KiplingListen to, and read more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and on iTunes, Stitcher and Google Podcasts.2018-12-1901 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Even Such as Time" by Sir Walter Ralegh (or, Sir Walter Raleigh)Even such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days. But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.2018-12-1700 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"[Auto-]Biography" by Teyuna T. DarrisListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter.2018-11-0602 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"The Purple Cow" by Frank Gelett BurgessListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter.2018-11-0400 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Cinq Ans Apres" by Frank Gelette BurgessAh , yes! I wrote the " Purple Cow" — I'm Sorry, now, I Wrote it! But I can Tell you, Anyhow, I'll Kill you if you Quote it! -------------------------------------- Listen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter.2018-11-0200 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"I Saw a Man Pursuing the Horizon" by Stephen CraneListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ----------------------------------------"I saw a man pursuing the horizon" BY STEPHEN CRANE I saw a man pursuing the horizon; Round and round they sped. I was disturbed at this; I accosted the man. “It is futile,” I said, “You can never —” “You lie,” he cried, And ran on.2018-11-0200 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Evolution" by John Banister TabbListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------------- "Evolution" by John Banister Tabb Out of the dusk a shadow, Then, a spark; Out of the cloud a silence, Then, a lark; Out of the heart a rapture, Then, a pain; Out of the dead, cold ashes, Life again.2018-10-3000 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"A Learned Man Came to Me Once" by Stephen CraneListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------------- "A Learned Man Came to Me Once" by Stephen Crane A learned man came to me once. He said, "I know the way, -- come." And I was overjoyed at this. Together we hastened. Soon, too soon, were we Where my eyes were useless, And I knew not the ways of my feet. I clung to the hand of my friend; But at last he cried, "I am lost."2018-10-0100 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Fire and Ice" by Robert FrostListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter.2018-09-3000 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Oxycrite" by Teyuna T. DarrisListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter.2018-07-3000 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Pretty" by Teyuna T. DarrisListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------------- I know I’m not that pretty, But I have a smile that glows. I may not be that pretty, But I know more than you’ll ever know. I may have chubby face: But I can warm you with my grace And I may have height as coal, But I have heart that always grows. So, maybe will come the day when I have perfect cheek bones. But, until that day comes, I’ll be pretty in my 2018-07-1800 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry“The Elephant” by Hilaire Billoc“The Elephant” by Hilaire Billoc Listen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and connect with @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. -------------------------------------- When people call this beast to mind, They marvel more and more At such a little tail behind, So large a trunk before.2018-07-1700 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"The Song of Mr. Toad" by Kenneth GrahameListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and connect with @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. -------------------------------------- The world has held great Heroes, As history-books have showed; But never a name to go down to fame Compared with that of Toad The clever men at Oxford Know all that there is to be knowed. But they none of them knew one half as much As intelligent Mr Toad! The animals sat in the Ark and cried, Their tears in torrents flowed. Who was it said, “There’s land ahead?” Encouraging Mr Toad! The Army all saluted As they marched along...2018-06-2500 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"The Harlem Dancer" by Claude McKayListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and connect with @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. -------------------------------------- "The Harlem Dancer: by Claude McKay Applauding youths laughed with young prostitutes And watched her perfect, half-clothed body sway; Her voice was like the sound of blended flutes Blown by black players upon a picnic day. She sang and danced on gracefully and calm, The light gauze hanging loose about her form; To me she seemed a proudly-swaying palm Grown lovelier for passing through a storm. Upon her swarthy neck black shiny curls Luxuriant fell; and tossing coins in praise, The wine-flushed...2018-06-1801 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"I was born upon thy bank, river" by Henry David ThoreauListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------------- "I was born upon thy bank, river" by Henry David Thoreau I was born upon thy bank, river, My blood flows in thy stream, And thou meanderest forever At the bottom of my dream.2018-06-1700 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Do You Know What It's Like to Be Free?" by Teyuna T. DarrisListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------------- "Do You Know What It's Like to Be Free?" by Teyuna T. Darris Do you know what it’s like To be free? Like when you whirl your arms around In the gold-yellow sun And fling your legs in the air? Not caring what anyone say Just a smile in your heart And on your chin. I know what it’s like See, I whirl my heart On a golden string: Three-chorded and whirlin’ to the sun. Three...2018-06-1600 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Answer to a Child's Question" by Samuel Taylor ColeridgeListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------------- "Answer to a Child's Question" by Samuel Taylor Coleridge Do you ask what the birds say? The Sparrow, the Dove, The Linnet and Thrush say, “I love and I love!” In the winter they’re silent—the wind is so strong; What it says, I don’t know, but it sings a loud song. But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny warm weather, And singing, and loving—all come back together. But the Lark is so brimful of gladness...2018-06-1500 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"A Poem" by Teyuna Trynea DarrisListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------------- "A Poem" by Teyuna Trynea Darris A poem does not have to rhyme It simply shares a record of a tale about some interesting/practical event that all humans share. A poem is a dream of the pictures we live (daily) of the stories we see, hear, taste, touch--- smell. A poem is a reflection of the people, of the dream, of the vision, of the fight, of the struggle, of the hurts and sorrows and freedoms...2018-06-1401 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Invictus" by William Ernest HenleyListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------------- "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley 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, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and...2018-06-1300 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"The New Colossus" by Emma LazarusListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------------- "The New Colossus" BY EMMA LAZARUS Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. “Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she With silent lips. “Give me you...2018-06-1224 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"The Arrow and the Song" by Henry Wadsworth LongfellowListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. -------------------------------------- ""The Arrow and the Song" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow" I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found...2018-06-1200 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"GoodPoetry" by Teyuna Trynea DarrisListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, iTunes, Stitcher and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ______________________________________ “GoodPoetry” What are the prerequisites For good poetry? Is it the layout on the page Or, a pretty word to calm fears Or, to stir emotion Or, to put you in-between? Does good poetry sound good? Are its iambs and pentameters in perfect mode? (or, is it form?) Is it a sonnet or a villanelle? Does it rhyme or unrhyme, And can it have the rhythm, And not have the rhyme? Is it sexy, seductive, sassy, and sweet? Or...2018-06-1001 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetryWe’ll Go No More A-Roving by Lord ByronListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and on iTunes, Sticher, the GooglePlay Music store and YouTube. ______________________________________ We’ll Go No More A-Roving by Lord Byron So We'll Go No More a Roving BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON) So, we'll go no more a roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day re...2018-06-1000 minGood PoetryGood PoetryEpisode 2: A Pair of Poems from Mary OliverIn this episode we review two poems from Mary Oliver's book, Swan: poetry and prose poems. Mary Oliver is one of the most influential American poets of the last hundred years, winning both the National Book Award and the Pulitzer Prize for her work. Her book, Swan: poetry and prose poems, is full of musings on the nature of beauty. We review How Perfectly and I Own A House, two poems that have a lot to say about our relationship to the world around us. You can follow Good Poetry on Instagram at @goodpoetrypodcast. If you'd like to support the...2018-05-2811 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"My Poetical Side" by Teyuna T. DarrisListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.com, and connect with @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. ______________________________________ "My Poetical Side" by Teyuna T. Darris I just thought I'd unleash My poetical side. 'Cause in everyday life, I live to hide. Need something of freedom: From time to time Need something of feeling: To kiss my prime, To hush my cries To love my eyes. I just thought I'd show My virgin side: All kids and maude--- The unaduletered tide. See, I don't tend to fancy things: Just those crystal, cloudless, Truthly things. But, since this long time, I thought I'd...2018-05-2700 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Let America Be America Again" by Langston HughesListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and connect with @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram ______________________________________ "Let America Be America Again" by Langston Hughes Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is free. (America never was America to me.) Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed— Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above. (It never was America to me.) O, le...2018-05-2304 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetryEpisode 14"The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams; Read by Teyuna Darris Read and more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and listen on Audible, iTunes, Stitcher, Spotify, Anchor.Fm, iHeart and GooglePlay Music and connect with us @itsGoodPoetry on Facebook, and Twitter. ---------------------------- "The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams; so much dependsupon a red wheelbarrow glazed with rainwater beside the whitechickens2018-05-2100 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Fog" BY CARL SANDBURGListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and join @GoodPoetry on Facebook and Twitter. ______________________________________ "Fog" BY CARL SANDBURG The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.2018-05-211h 14Good PoetryGood PoetryEpisode 1: Wade in the Water by Tracy K. SmithIn this inaugural episode of Good Poetry, host Andrew Coons introduces the podcast and talks about the new book by poet laureate, Tracy K. Smith; as well as some thoughts from hearing her speak live. You can follow Good Poetry on Instagram at @goodpoetrypodcast. If you'd like to support the podcast, you can become a patron on Patreon. Monthly donations unlock different tiered rewards as a thank you for your support. https://www.patreon.com/goodpoetry2018-05-2112 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"If-ing" by Langston HughesListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org. ______________________________________ "If-ing" If I had some small change I’d buy me a mule, Get on that mule and Ride like a fool. If I had some greenbacks I’d buy me a Packard, Fill it up with gas and Drive that baby backward. If I had a million I’d get me a plane And everybody in America’d Think I was insane. But I ain’t got a million, Fact is, ain’t got a dime — So just by if-ing I have a good time!2018-05-2100 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Fog" by Carl SandburgListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org, and join @GoodPoetry on Facebook and Twitter. ______________________________________ "Fog" BY CARL SANDBURG The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.2018-05-2100 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Snail" by Langston HughesListen to more GoodPoetry at www.GoodPoetry.org. "Snail" Written by Langston Hughes Read by Teyuna T. Darris Little snail, Dreaming you go. Weather and rose Is all you know. Weather and rose Is all you see, Drinking The dewdrop’s Mystery. Langston Hughes From Collected Poems. Copyright ©1994 by The Estate of Langston Hughes.2018-05-2127 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Dream Dust" by Langston HughesListen to "Dream Dust" by Langston Hughes, read by Teyuna T. Darris. Watch "Dream Dust" by Langston Hughes--- www.youtube.com/watch?v=CnwOES3ZC9U2018-04-2800 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"On Being Brought from Africa to America" by Phillis WheatleyListen to Phillis Wheatley's poem, entitled, "On Being Brought from Africa to America" read by Teyuna T. Darris. More at www.GoodPoetry.org.2014-02-1300 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetryI Hear America Singing by Walt WhitmanAudio recording of Teyuna T. Darris reading "I Hear America Singing" by Walt Whitman.2014-02-1001 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"Routine" by Arthur Guiterman, read by Teyuna T. DarrisNo matter what we are and who, Some duties everyone must do: A poet puts aside his wreath To wash his face and brush his teeth, And even Earls Must comb their curls, And even Kings Have underthings.2013-05-2700 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry'He Had His Dream" by Paul Laurence Dunbar, read by Teyuna T. DarrisHe had his dream, and all through life, Worked up to it through toil and strife. Afloat fore'er before his eyes, It colored for him all his skies: The storm-cloud dark Above his bark, The calm and listless vault of blue Took on its hopeful hue, It tinctured every passing beam - He had his dream. He labored hard and failed at last, His sails too weak to bear the blast, The raging tempests tore away And sent his beating bark astray. But what cared he For wind or sea! He said, 'The tempest will be short, My bark will...2013-05-2700 minGoodPoetryGoodPoetry"I had no time to hate, because" by Emily DickinsonThis is a poetry reading from GoodPoetry.org. Today, "I had no time to hate, because" by Emily Dickinson is presented. Narrated by Teyuna T. Darris.2013-04-1300 min