In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: defiance, fate, religion, William Ernest Henley
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: defiance, fate, religion, William Ernest Henley
Then
self-pity dries up, a joy
untainted by guilt lifts her.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: ageing, Denise Levertov, gender, loneliness, relationships, solitude
The answer to do you love me isn’t, I married you, didn’t I?
Or, Can’t we discuss this after the ballgame is through?
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: advice, Judith Viorst, love poetry, marriage