A minimalist analogy to a poem by Jonathan Swift

It was cold, a dog barked at the night and the silence that remained was still heavy. It was cold, and the snow that was falling left flowers with thorns. The black and white merged and the...

"... as she saw nothing but young men all day long ... this sight of her fellow-traveler was completely lost in her mind, as the crooked pin dropped by a child into the wishing-well twirls in...

Ancient Egyptians, plagued by plague, Still scribbled figures on papyrus. (Illnesses wear us down and yet Communication's ever tireless) Conquering eastward, was it war Or just a cold that...

liii    They hurried swiftly through the open gate. Their hearts beat fast. They panted wet with sweat. Thought it was scarcely safe, they couldn't wait. They laughed and hugged. His lips...

   I learned this ballad in my youth.    Perhaps the tale will bring you joy.    Our elders tell our people of The Fall of Troy.    Great Hektor was a Trojan prince.    'Twixt Greece...

For three long years he pined so for Etain. His lips were chapped, his feet were bruised and sore. His beard grew long. So hoary was his mane! His arms waxed strong and yet his body waned So...

(Homostrophic)

The State of Ohio is full of trees when compared with my native land. Wow! I have to say we need to start planting more trees on the island not only on Arbour Day....

Father left, I a little girl of ten
His covering gone, no protection.
His guidance gone, welcome rejection.
As a young girl, passion arrived easily.
but intuition...

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