http://bryantmcgill.com/wiki/ 2013-05-19T12:25:09-07:00 http://bryantmcgill.com/wiki/ http://bryantmcgill.com/wiki/lib/tpl/mcgill3/images/favicon.ico text/html 2013-03-04T11:59:46-07:00 bryantmcgill http://bryantmcgill.com/wiki/poetry/emily_dickinson/start?rev=1362423586&do=diff * a_bee_his_burnished_carriage * a_bird_came_down_the_walk * a_burdock-clawed_my_gown * a_cap_of_lead_across_the_sky * a_charm_invests_a_face * a_chilly_peace_infests_the_grass * a_clock_stopped * a_cloud_withdrew_from_the_sky * a_coffin-is_a_small_domain * a_curious_cloud_surprised_the_sky * a_darting_fear-a_pomp-a_tear * a_day_help_help_another_day * a_death_blow_is_a_life_blow_to_som * a_deed_knocks_first_at_thought * a_diamond_on_the_hand * a_dimple_in_the_tomb * a_door_just_… text/html 2013-03-04T11:56:12-07:00 bryantmcgill http://bryantmcgill.com/wiki/poetry/edna_st._vincent_millay/if_i_should_learn_in_some_q?rev=1362423372&do=diff IF I should learn, in some quite casual way, That you were gone, not to return again- Read from the back-page of a paper, say, Held by a neighbor in a subway train, How at the corner of this avenue And such a street (so are the papers filled) A hurrying man-who happened to be you- At noon to-day had happened to be killed, I should not cry aloud-I could not cry Aloud, or wring my hands in such a place- I should but watch the station … text/html 2013-02-27T21:04:31-07:00 bryantmcgill http://bryantmcgill.com/wiki/poetry/a.e._housman/diffugere_nives_horace_odes_47?rev=1362024271&do=diff The snows are fled away, leaves on the shaws And grasses in the mead renew their birth, The river to the river-bed withdraws, And altered is the fashion of the earth. The Nymphs and Graces three put off their fear And unapparelled in the woodland play. The swift hour and the brief prime of the year Say to the soul, Thou wast not born for aye. Thaw follows frost; hard on the heel of spring Treads summer sure to die, for hard on hers Comes autumn with his apples scatteri… text/html 2012-12-05T07:38:01-07:00 liedjesvertaler http://bryantmcgill.com/wiki/poetry/emily_dickinson/i_had_been_hungry_all_the_years?rev=1354718281&do=diff 579 I had been hungry, all the Years- My Noon had Come-to dine- I trembling drew the Table near- And touched the Curious Wine- 'Twas this on Tables I had seen- When turning, hungry, Home I looked in Windows, for the Wealth I could not hope-for Mine- I did not know the ample Bread- 'Twas so unlike the Crumb The Birds and I, had often shared In Nature's-Dining Room- The Plenty hurt me-'twas so new- Myself felt ill-and odd- As Berry-of a Mountain Bush- Transplanted-to a Road- …