Li Bai 李白 3 min read
Ice bars my way to cross / the Yellow River, / Snows from dark skies to climb / the T’ai-hang mountains!
E. Pauline Johnson 4 min read
The Song My Paddle Sings West wind, blow from your prairie nest, Blow from the mountains, blow from the west....
Cranes over Babyn Yar / What is left of hope.
Langston Hughes 3 min read
It’s an earth song,— And I’ve been waiting long for an earth song.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge 15 min read
Like one, that on a lonesome road / Doth walk in fear and dread, / And having once turned round walks on, / And turns no more his head; / Because he knows, a frightful fiend / Doth close behind him tread.
Walt Whitman 12 min read
Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me?