I am no stranger in the house of pain;
I am familiar with its every part…
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: death, mourning, Robert Nathan, sonnet
I am no stranger in the house of pain;
I am familiar with its every part…
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: death, mourning, Robert Nathan, sonnet
When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: blindness, John Milton, lyric poetry, religion, sonnet
Yet Do I Marvel 0
I doubt not God is good, well-meaning, kind,
And did He stoop to quibble could tell why
The little buried mole continues blind…
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: Countee Cullen, race, religion, social commentary, sonnet