Only the Classics

Only the Classics

The roots from which poetry as we know it has flourished. Taking you back to the classical era, one stanza at a time.

Amariah Torresa year ago
Silent Words
This wind billows like the silent words thou hath spoken, Piercing through the depths of my very own soul— Wherefore dost thou keep my heart in toll? Thither among my chest, the heart is broken. Thy g...
Eyn Ionea year ago
Sonnet I
O’er the break of dawn hath thy clouds come, And cover skies with their eternal grey. O how the ancient rolls of white hath won; Shrouding light and darkening thy day. Thou misty blanket palls the gra...
Heidi Wilsona year ago
Dream... My Soul
Dream, my soul parched of light, Say not unto me a frivolous plight, The silent night with cursed tongue, Slays my dreams with one thrust. Oh, bitter tongue, Speaks plagues unto the heart, Dancing dem...
Wanderer's Soul
Look upon the very land we sit upon As it spins, it heaves in many ways The Wanderer wakes with the dawn Watching an inferno begin to blaze Wanderer's step out of the bounds That tie mortal men to the...
Spencer Barretta year ago
Struggle Not
Still winged soft my feather flock o' kin. Can damp wet wing so beat in equal force? Say Nay! and gently kiss your own chagrin On nape or breast; to still stay true the course. Fly South, though not t...
Louis Nicholasa year ago
T.S. Eliot's "The Waste Land"
"The Waste Land" is a wrathful attack on modern civilisation, stretching not only to the horror of the Great War but attacking the society that bore it. In his sobering evocations of ancient myths and...
Louis Nicholasa year ago
Homeric Heroism
To what extent did Homer view Odysseus as a heroic figure? Throughout the Odyssey, Homer emphasises Odysseus’s heroism whilst subtlety insisting on his self-sabotage. Odysseus’ heroism is shown by his...
Paco Taylora year ago
Crows (Ode to Van Gogh)
Arles, 1890 "I must hurry. Time is running out. So little time left for me to paint!" He worked himself as a slave, drove himself like a locomotive. And possessed by the love of his craft, he hastened...
Tomas Alejandroa year ago
My Cyclops
Who is this giant, this legend from afar? Known only in words, read as scholars. He trapped the traveler and his men in the cave, Eating two by two, not knowing how to behave. “No man” fooled the one ...