Poetry Friday: The Saturday Recap

Yes, I'm a day late and a dollar short.

Anne Bradstreet (1612 to 1672) is one of those women I find so intriguing that I can't understand why there aren't more biographies and documentaries about her. Additional info here and here.

This is one of my favorites, in part because it illustrates how people cannot make snap judgments; the common modern opinion of Puritans is one that is usually negative, viewing them as a stern, joyless, loveless people. I guess they haven't read this poetry.

To My Dear And Loving Husband

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 with me, ye woman, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the east doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor aught but love from thee, give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persevere
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

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More poems may be found at the Poetry Archive.

Other contributors, all more timely than I:

Original Works:

A Fish Story from Gotta Book

The Journey From Idea to Finished Poem at Once Upon A Time There Was A Girl Who Wanted to Write

Favorite Poems & Poetry:

Amy Lowell at Here In The Bonny Glen

Billy Collins at Chicken Spaghetti

Christopher Marlowe at Jen Robinson's Book Page

Dorothy Parker at Little Willow

E. Pauline Johnson at Farm School

Emily Dickinson at Real Learning

Noel Bastable (by E Nesbit) at Bookshelves of Doom

Philip Larkin at Book Buds

Robert Herrick at Mungo's Mathoms

William Shakespeare at Wands & Worlds

William Wordsworth at Scholar's Blog

Excuses, Excuses at:

Big A, little a

Blog From the Windowsill

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