Classic poem of the day
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To-day I stretch me on the shadowed grass,
And hear my heart say yet again to me,
" Fly with the birds, and let the spent world be.
Float, float, " it says, " with lightest things that pass,
Leap with the gauze-winged vaulters; glass to glass,
Drink with the bees; go with the gentle throng
Deep ev......
Member poem of the day
Shouts and twist (stirs) of fate that yielded surprise endings
concerning a couple of true to life circumstances.
Not that you asked,
but at the tail end of World War One
in plain sight where
global termination of
battle weary fighting appeared imminent
courtesy due to the total exhaustion
of the German military and economy,
combined with the Allied
Hundred...