Christopher John Reuel Tolkien died on 16 January 2020, at the age of 95, in Draguignan, Var, France.
Poesie: March Thoughts
Daffy-down-dilly is come up to town, / In her yellow petticoat and her green gown.
Poesie: Jeffers’ To an Old Square Piano
Tor is a term for a craggy outcrop or lookout.
Poesie: Frost’s Birches
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.
Poesie: Roethke’s In a Dark Time
Although thoroughly postmodern, the American poet Theodore Roethke would have been at home with almost any of the lyric poets of the 16th and 17th centuries.
Poesie: Burgess’ Purple Cow
Some poets live to regret having written wildly successful poems...
Our Own Dear John Ronald: The Power of Song
Have we forgotten, or do we just habitually underestimate the power of song?
Poesie: Tolkien’s Little Princess Mee
Little Princess Mee is a Hobbit poem that was among those written in the margins of the Red Book of Westmarch.
Poesie: Stevenson’s Requiem
Well known, for good reason. If you are mourning, it helps to think of things this way.
Poesie: Dickinson’s “There’s a certain Slant of light”
Neither dash nor dot means anything; it is the difference between that makes the Morse code possible.