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NOTES FROM TEACHER AUBREY

Lifted from FB

25 Short Poems You Can Memorize in Under a Minute 🕒✨

 1. Emily Dickinson

“Hope” is the thing with feathers—

That perches in the soul—

And sings the tune without the words—

And never stops—at all—

 2. Robert Frost

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

 3. William Blake

To see a World in a Grain of Sand,

And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,

Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,

And Eternity in an hour.

 4. Langston Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up

Like a raisin in the sun?

Or does it explode?

 5. Matsuo Bashō (Haiku)

An old silent pond—

A frog jumps into the pond,

Splash! Silence again.

 6. Sara Teasdale

I make the most of all that comes,

And the least of all that goes.

 7. Ezra Pound

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;

Petals on a wet, black bough.

 8. William Shakespeare (Sonnet 18)

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

 9. Edna St. Vincent Millay

My candle burns at both ends;

It will not last the night;

But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—

It gives a lovely light.

 10. Haiku (Issa)

O snail,

Climb Mount Fuji,

But slowly, slowly!

 11. Ogden Nash

Candy

Is dandy,

But liquor

Is quicker.

 12. Walt Whitman

I sound my barbaric yawp

Over the roofs of the world.

 13. Carl Sandburg

The fog comes

on little cat feet.

 14. Emily Brontë

No coward soul is mine,

No trembler in the world’s storm-troubled sphere.

 15. Emily Dickinson

Because I could not stop for Death—

He kindly stopped for me—

 16. Haiku (Buson)

A summer river being crossed

how pleasing

with sandals in my hands!

 17. Christina Rossetti

Better by far you should forget and smile

Than that you should remember and be sad.

 18. Robert Herrick

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,

Old Time is still a-flying.

 19. Haiku (Bashō)

Winter solitude—

in a world of one color

the sound of wind.

 20. A.E. Housman

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now

Is hung with bloom along the bough.

 21. Emily Dickinson

Tell all the truth but tell it slant—

Success in Circuit lies.

 22. John Donne

No man is an island,

Entire of itself.

 23. Rupi Kaur

you might not have been my first love

but you were the love that made

all the other loves

irrelevant.

 24. Robert Burns

O my Luve’s like a red, red rose

That’s newly sprung in June.

 25. Haiku (Shiki)

After the storm

the empty sky is filled

with autumn voices.

KEEPING QUIET

By Pablo Neruda

Now we will count to twelve

and we will all keep still

for once on the face of the earth,

let’s not speak in any language;

let’s stop for a second,

and not move our arms so much.

It would be an exotic moment

without rush, without engines;

we would all be together

in a sudden strangeness.

Fishermen in the cold sea

would not harm whales

and the man gathering salt

would not look at his hurt hands.

Those who prepare green wars,

wars with gas, wars with fire,

victories with no survivors,

would put on clean clothes

and walk about with their brothers

in the shade, doing nothing.

What I want should not be confused

with total inactivity.

Life is what it is about;

I want no truck with death.

If we were not so single-minded

about keeping our lives moving,

and for once could do nothing,

perhaps a huge silence

might interrupt this sadness

of never understanding ourselves

and of threatening ourselves with death.

Perhaps the earth can teach us

as when everything seems dead

and later proves to be alive.

Now I’ll count up to twelve

and you keep quiet and I will go.

Source: AWAKIN ORG

Short Summary:

The poet Pablo Neruda, in his poem "Keeping Quiet," advocates for moments of pause and reflection to foster peace and harmony in the world.  (Al)

AUTHOR 

Pablo Neruda is a Chilean poet, who started writings poems at the age of 13. He won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1971.

AND WE'D LEARN TO LOVE US TOO

Lifted from Angela L Heft

If one day we swapped places -

I was you and you were me

I wonder what it is that both of us

Would actually see

I wonder if you’d notice

How your smile lights up your face

How when you walk into a room

You brighten up the place

I wonder if you’d see the way

You always make the time

For those who seek you out because

You’re patient and you’re kind

And maybe I would notice

How I always stand my ground

And how I lift up those I love

When they are lost or down

Perhaps I’d notice how

I’m quite content all by myself

And how I’m always there for others

When they ask for help 

And if you felt your patience 

And if you could see your smile

If I could help myself

And feel my kindness for a while

Then maybe we would understand

We cannot be defined 

By all that we fixate on

In our mirrors and our minds 

Yes, if we both swapped places

And had someone else to be

Perhaps we’d come to realise

There’s so much we cannot see

And maybe in the moments

You were me and I was you

We would see why people love us

And we’d learn to love us too..

Source: Women Self-Help