English Poetry Anthology

Haiku Anyone? Poetry Book, by author Reneé Drummond-Brown, covers natural occurrences in nature, animals and moments in time. Some common themes throughout the book focus on ethical impressions: love, loss and landscapes in poetic art form of “precept upon precept” capturing the haikus simplistic and direct expressions.

How did the greatest poets in history make the world anew? And what can we learn from the magic, wisdom and humour of their poetry? From the genius of the Ancient Greeks through to the love poetry and metaphysics of the Renaissance, through to the New York poets of the 20th century, this is the ultimate guide to the greatest writers of the human age.

the Writing On The Wall Global Magazine- Issue 5, by Author Reneé Drummond-Brown and tried, tested and true poets from across the sphere is an influential elixir. The magazine is loaded from A to Z with: abstracts, alliteration, assonance, attitudes, BIO’S, citations, confessions, drama, end-stops, excerpts, extracts, fables, forewords, hyperbole, imagery, justification, knowledge, lyres, lyrics, memories, metaphors, narratives, novels, onomatopoeia, passages, personification, précises, publications, reflections, repetitions, résumés, reviews, rhythm, rhymes, similes, stanzas, stories...

This follow-up to The Bippolo Seed and Other Lost Stories features familiar Seussian faces and places - including Horton the Elephant, Marco, Mulberry Street, and a Grinch - as well as an introduction by renowned Seuss scholar Charles D. Cohen. Seuss fans will learn more about Horton’s integrity, Marco’s amazing imagination, a narrowly avoided disaster on Mullbery Street, and a devious Grinch.

Broken Scabs is an engaging collection of poetry sneaking into the meaningful themes of failure, despair, rejection, desire, and heartbreak. This book supports the principle that we relate through our difficulties, maze runs, trip-ups, embarrassments, dense heartaches, foolish mistakes, and drowning tears. As you read into these poems, become lost in contemplation/thought and confidently absorb your reflections from broader considerations. This book does not hustle temporary uplift derived from cute cloudy words; this book is about opening eyes and realizing that life is more challenging ...

Developed from Adam Sol’s popular blog, How a Poem Moves is a collection of 35 short essays that walks listeners through an array of contemporary poems. Sol is a dynamic teacher, and in these essays, he has captured the humor and engaging intelligence for which he is known in the classroom. With a breezy style, Sol delivers essays that are perfect for a quick listen or to be grouped together as a curriculum.

This book is an ideal drinking companion for any fan of real ale, craft beers and the traditional British pub. Dipping into the literary barrels of the past five hundred years, this anthology delivers a heady brew of poems, prose passages and quotations in praise of real ale from writers such as Robert Louis Stevenson, Samuel Johnson, Edgar Allen Poe and Robert Burns.

I heard the call, the tone of it teasing, a broadcast chorus of incessant singing amid devilish choirs of insidious patter, the dry rasping of scales and portentous matter to cast shadows of sounds among us that must listen, beyond maddened distraction, inaudible vision. For I heard the call, the lies of it pleasing, then I followed it blindly where it would lead me. Beyond death and disaster through ranges of never, I learned listening is ruin and blindness is error. I cursed blackness of bruises, I despised the tender of capital expenditures and I as the lender. I heard the call, and I ...

I have never seen so far into anyone’s eyes as I saw into yours that day. Ever green, I had expected to find them. stagnant pools long left to lay, still and tepid. Yet, they were filled to astounding depth with colors I had not hoped to see, and movement that shimmered the deep far beyond my measure, far beyond my reach, lucid as noon shallows, clear as summer seas, verdant in the distance like impossible meadows we never touch, but dream to see. Troubled as they were and unfocused, in them, still and crystalline, reflected me… and my own eyes liquid, reflecting you. There in the ...

And I open my mind, I say what needs to be said, I tell all I am bid tell, omit nothing, for here is your meat, and here your drink; dine in halls with daddy deceit as children seated along a long table, all fidgeting in your chairs, all wishing not to hear what must be heard. And I open my eyes I see what remains to be seen, I relate everything relative, save nothing for myself, I feed you from the cupboards of my mind and grin as you consume, your children's faces all smiles and happy, your eyes wide with wonder. And I open my mouth, I speak of nightfalls to come, warn of depravities yet ...

Mad pathos fetish broods while the black brow is creased to contemplate all manner of undoing, lays a thumb to the blade beneath a leering, sanguine eye and yearns unspeakably for a final message from God. Gross pathos fetish seethes to feed upon frustrations and terrors until the mind of a single lunatic is filled with dreams of dark endeavors that become a horror of blood, until pale the gaping face festooned in spider webs of splatters beholds a hand trembling at the wound, and moans out a final message to God. Drear pathos fetish blooms, that from an unwholesome vacuum, that from a fog ...

You ended up in the DEAD ZONE, now you must follow The way it goes nobody knows, you must always know Fear begins to take over your mind and body slow Listen to the whispers they get louder as you go You ended up in the DEAD ZONE, now you must follow The way it goes nobody knows, you must always know Fear begins to take over your mind and body slow Listen to the whispers they get louder as you go You ended up in the DEAD ZONE, now you must follow The way it goes nobody knows, you must always know Fear begins to take over your mind and body slow Listen to the whispers they get louder as you go

Before Langston Hughes and his literary prowess became synonymous with American poetry, he was a seventeen-year-old on a train to Mexico City, seeking funds to pursue his passion. His early poems, beloved verses like “The Negro Speaks of Rivers,” were written without formal training, often on the back of napkins and envelopes, and were inspired by the sights and sounds of Black working-class people he encountered in his early life. Blues in Stereo is a posthumous collection of these early works, in which we see Langston Hughes like we’ve never seen him before.

In this volume the English language reveals itself in a scale and depth that few others can compare with. It seems to be an advantage to be able to choose from over a million words and yet, it is not the words but the way in which they are used that resonate with us all. Is there some bond between the English and writing poetry? Maybe, maybe not, but let us celebrate these poems down the ages, not as one nation’s hoard but humanity’s gift.

My sweet demons do not need a reason to be tough They are patient and wait until the beast has enough Demons One through Ten, love to get a little rough Enter, if you dare, but beware, never call their bluff

The greatest poems from the greatest masters of French literature have been put together in a brilliant English adaptation in the form of an audiobook. Dive deep into Victor Hugo's superb style, with excerpts from his "Contemplations" or "Autumn Leaves"; enjoy the ephemeral poetry of Verlaine and the darkness of Charles Baudelaire's "Flowers of Evil", narrated with precision and subtlety by Katie Haigh and Paul Edwards.

A series of short stories interspersed with poems. Or, to put it another way, a collection of 28 poems and 22 short stories, alternating between the two, where possible. A small amount of the poems were originally published in the book ‘Evolution In Sand’ (2021) but all others are new to the published world.

Angels are undeniably associated with religion and more usually Christianity, Islam and Judaism. Often they are seen as supernatural beings, benevolent celestial intermediaries interposed between God, Heaven and humanity. Obviously there are complications, a fact that our classic poets through the centuries, including Alexander Pope, Edmund Spenser, Radclyffe Hall and Hafiz, use as they write verse to explain, to reveal and to help us understand exactly why Angels are so prevalent amongst our thoughts.

This wonderful Holiday Sampler of heartwarming stories and poems offers delights from the authors of the Writers Cooperative of the Pacific Northwest. The collection transports you from toe tapping, belly chuckling, and heart rending to wheels turning thoughtfulness. Holiday Sampler blankets you with reads to cozy up with in front of a fire and get you in the holiday spirit. The Writers Cooperative of the Pacific Northwest gathers together authors from Everett, Washington and the surrounding areas to exchange their expertise on the writing game. We eagerly share with other writers as our ...

An eclectic blend from an unknown poet. Writings of the soul, the heart, the mind and body. Created in the moment, molded by the ebb and flow of that unpredictable thing called Life. This short collection covers a variety of emotions, feelings, themes, and topics Includes: the mystery of living, the sublimity of nature, the instability of self, self-purpose, the fragility of the psyche, animal attitudes and behaviors, anthropomorphism, materialism, assonance, consonance, slant rhyme, formal rhyme sequences, metaphorical conceit, self-destruction, earthly wonder, depression, dehumanization, ...