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Only the Classics

Only the Classics

The roots from which poetry as we know it has flourished. Taking you back to the classical era, one stanza at a time.

  • Alexander Candlin
    Published 2 years ago
    Just a Few Thoughts on Paper

    Just a Few Thoughts on Paper

    You see I am a bit of a poet. And I did not know it
  • Keilie Desirea
    Published 2 years ago
    Letter to Walt Whitman

    Letter to Walt Whitman

    My Dear Walt Whitman,
  • Zachary Davies
    Published 2 years ago
    Hope Was...

    Hope Was...

    Once day I sat with a crying kid at a train station, I read to him the story that Emily Dickinson made, about hope, trying to help this person;
  • Braden C
    Published 2 years ago
    I Am Loose, Spinning

    I Am Loose, Spinning

    First there was Excalibur
  • Kashyap Patel
    Published 2 years ago
    The Banshee

    The Banshee

    In the heart of dark green Irish moors,
  • Dragon Matthew Wood - Hillman
    Published 2 years ago
    Sun and Moon

    Sun and Moon

    Light and darkness in a constant battle over man kind, over the earth.
  • Nathan Veasey
    Published 2 years ago
    The Book of Hell and Paradise

    The Book of Hell and Paradise

    Have you ever wondered how we got the idea of such a thing as heaven or hell? Well, it all started out with humans. Our minds are massive and we can't help that we are curious. It is literally wired into our brain to wonder about the unknown question of why. One of the main things we can't figure out is why we were created and more importantly what will happen to us when we die.
  • Nicholas Goodman
    Published 2 years ago
    Seduction

    Seduction

    Brought forward, the fruitful seduction leans itself onto me
  • Nova Maddon
    Published 2 years ago
    The Man That Dangled the Carrot

    The Man That Dangled the Carrot

    Once upon a time in a land far, far away