The Cremation of Sam McGee
There are strange things done in the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales That would make your blood run cold; … Read More
Day: June 5, 2009
Renascence
by Edna St. Vincent Millay in 1917 All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another way, And saw … Read More
Funeral Blues
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the … Read More