Robert Browning | Robert Browning
Apr.22.2013
The word 'dream' shimmers with nuance and promise as no other. From the inspiration to succeed, the nocturnal roaming of the soul through weird and wonderful spaces, the hypnagogic visions on the brink of sleep, the imaging of hopes and memories in daylight hours, to the very nature of our human...
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Dec.21.2012
Teach your children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.
Sir Walter Scott
One of my clearest memories in primary school was of writing a poem. It must have been my first. I loved poetry because it was fun and fascinating on a variety of...
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Jun.11.2011
(Not mine. Had to get permission from Himself to post this. Being taxed my last biscuit. At least Jack is half-spaniel and knows he's the source of the inspiration.)
(Poem After Robert Browning)
That's my last canine pictured on the walllooking as if he were alive. I callthat piece no...
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Jan.14.2010
The tallest order yet for the weekly blog theme is to share a favourite poem. Among my top ten are three already mentioned, one from Rupert Brooke, one from Robert Browning and this from T S...
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Aug.14.2009
Still on the Browning theme, this is my favourite love poem of all time.
Overall, his writing is muscular, arresting, vigorous, Shakespearian, and best suited to dramatic interpretation. He's an actor's poet, and one on his own. Browning's work is so strikingly original that it stands out from his...
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Aug.12.2009
As a fledgling writer in the mid-seventies, I was a member of The Browning Society of London which met regularly in rooms at St Marylebone Parish Church where Elizabeth Barrett and Robert Browning made their clandestine vows. It was, and still is, my ambition to write a novel about them. The tale...
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Mar.27.2009
Miss Dickinson, who spoke of drowning
Should have consulted Robert Browning,
Youth's crystal vision turned to rue,
Age would have proved was merely dew!
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Sep.26.2008
...a quaint notion, minted in early nineteenth century Europe, which has been variously juggled as a framework for the ordering of society.
Or, to put it another way: God's in His Heaven, All's right with the world. So sang Pippa, the little silk-winder from Asolo in Robert Browning's poem,...
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