Quote of the Day – April 23, 2018

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Happy Birthday, William Shakespeare!

10 Poetry Books for Poetry Month

Want to start reading poetry but don’t know where to start? Here are 10 great poetry books from amazing poets that will help you get started and, hopefully, have you appreciate poetry more!

 

The Collected Poems by Langston Hughes

The Complete Collected Poems by Maya Angelou

The Complete Poems by Emily Brontë

Selected Poems by Robert Burns (I just finished this one and his poems are fantastic. Review will be coming soon!)

The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson

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World Book Night

 

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It’s the most wonderful time of the year!

No, it’s not Christmas. Today is UNESCO’s (United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization) World Book and Copyright Day! Today, the world recognizes what we book lovers already knew…the great effect that books have on our lives and the continued support we can give them. UNESCO couldn’t even say it better myself:

Books are invaluable platforms for freedom of expression and the free flow of information – these are essential for all societies today. The future of the book as a cultural object is inseparable from the role of culture in promoting more inclusive and sustainable pathways to development.”

Now don’t confuse this with the UK’s and Ireland’s World Book Day that occurred in March. The sentiments are the same and March’s book day is geared more towards kids, this day has a particular literary reference. On this day in 1616, Cervantes, Shakespeare, and Inca Garcilaso de la Vega all died while prominent authors Maurice Druon, Haldor K.Laxness, Vladimir Nabokov, Josep Pla and Manuel Mejía Vallejo were all born on April 23. Continue reading “World Book Night”

Poem of the Week: Sonnet 20 by William Shakespeare

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A Woman’s Face With Nature’s Own Hand Painted  

by William Shakespeare

A woman’s face with nature’s own hand painted
Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;
A woman’s gentle heart, but not acquainted
With shifting change as is false women’s fashion;
An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;
A man in hue, all hues in his controlling,
Which steals men’s eyes and women’s souls amazeth.
And for a woman wert thou first created,
Till nature as she wrought thee fell a-doting,
And by addition me of thee defeated
By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
      But since she pricked thee out for women’s pleasure,
      Mine be thy love and thy love’s use their treasure.