"Bombastes Furioso". -
In vain we roared; in vain we tried
To rouse her into laughter:
Her pensive glances wandered wide
From orchestra to rafter-
"Tier upon tier!" she said, and sighed;
And silence followed after.
If I read a book
And it makes my whole body
So cold no fire can ever warm me,
I know that is poetry.
-- Emily Dickinson
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A public Poetry Blog where members can post poems and/or their commentaries and conduct discussions. This group is a feeble attempt to keep
alive our aesthetic senses, especially for English literature. A small caveat: it would be good if we could refrain from posting our original
works (poems written by us); Melancholetta wouldn't want to malign the chances of budding unpublished poets!
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