Tag Archives: anglo-saxon prosody

The World Begins: bob and wheel

Posted on January 20, 2017 by John

Today the world begins or ends; we celebrate both birth and death, and in between, our lives stretch on in days and nights all much the same. Who is to blame? Some fools would blame the child, while others seek … Continue reading →

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I Will Not Dwell: a bob and wheel

Posted on November 18, 2010 by John

I will not dwell on might-have beens, nor doubt the world’s slow turn; but fill my world with verdant greens, with love’s unending yearn     to learn     of things beyond my reach,     just out of sight and mind;     what dreams and … Continue reading →

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An April Morning: anglo-saxon prosody with a bob and wheel

Posted on April 6, 2004 by John

The sky was shot with grays and greens, and clinging clouds that hung low; from the west, the wind was slight against my face that April night      when first      I found I’d lost my way;      and more, what’s worse,      with … Continue reading →

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