Bradstreet Poems - Poems about Bradstreet

... It comes from time to time upon a wind that wafts aromas fragrant to a mind now wakened from long sleep. And yet, perplexed, he is resigned to yet again concede his own defeat, a yoked......

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... "If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome." --Anne Bradstreet It’s winter here, almos......

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... “If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome." ~ Anne Bradstreet Winter’s quick wind sl......

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...I pick up their idle chatter five days of the week. Conversation with other passengers, I never seek to learn of a secret one of them might privately leak. But try as I might, I cannot hel......

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... he gathers bits of colored glass he finds the odd bouquet of flowers past their prime the flotsam from the street once useful in a former time some torn out pages from a well-worn book......

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... the corner of her mind, a shadowed thing has reared its ugly head to bring her down it always coincides with when the world goes dark and brown it does not matter that it has a name a......

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... The exit ramp looms large just up ahead, though still an unknown distance ‘round the bend, a terminus of sorts. Perhaps a point from which to send us out of time constraints, into the n......

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...English born Anne Bradstreet first US poet,so quite a feat 'if ever two' her famed opening line ironic with marriage now sadly in decline......

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...True Love Cento There must be a million ways To say I love you But these words will suffice for now Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all: If ever two were one, then surely we. If......

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...Duncan was a young British soldier, new recruit at fifteen years of age, a good lad who followed his orders, he was a fifer who liked to play, his tunes directed men in the field, the Blackwatch......

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..."To My Dear and Loving Husband" by Anne Bradstreet If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare me with ye women ......

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...You try to fly I live to write Together we form a holy union Can you Feel the words moving through? Moving from tip to tip End to end They branch out into a wing span Try to take flight off ......

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