The Lover in Winter Plaineth for the Spring

15 October 2006

Western wind, when will thou blow
The small rain down can rain?
Christ, if my love were in my arms
And I in my bed again !

Anonymous, 16th Century (?)



15 October 2006

A haiku is a very short poem.

Here is an example that my daughters should recognize.

When autumn winds blow
not one leaf remains
the way it was.

Death poem by Togyu who died in 1749 at the age of 44.


15 October 2006

Lewis Carroll (1832-98) 
(from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872) 
‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves 
  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; 
All mimsy were the borogoves, 
  And the mome raths outgrabe. 
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
  The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! 
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun 
  The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand: 
  Long time the manxome foe he sought— 
So rested he by the Tumtum tree, 
  And stood awhile in thought. 
And as in uffish thought he stood, 
  The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, 
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
  And burbled as it came! 
One, two! One, two! And through and through 
  The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! 
He left it dead, and with its head 
  He went galumphing back.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? 
  Come to my arms, my beamish boy! 
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
  He chortled in his joy. 
‘T was brillig, and the slithy toves     
  Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; 
All mimsy were the borogoves, 
  And the mome raths outgrabe.

A Grook

15 October 2006

On Problems

Our Choicest plans have fallen through,
Our airiest castles tumbled over,
because of lines we neatly drew
and later neatly stumbled over.

Piet Hein