Helen C. White, The Metaphysical Poets: A Study in Religious Experience (New York: Macmillan, 1936). The Invitation is a prose poem by Oriah Mountain Dreamer. Many years after the poem was written and had become famous, the author wrote a book based on the poem, The Invitation (1999), by Oriah Mountain Dreamer. Oriah is a spiritual counselor and story teller, among other things. This poem offers an invitation to every single one of us to "show up" in the universe. She reminds us that we do not serve the universe by being small. Rather, we serve the universe by making the most out of our lives. The power of the anthology, said Bernard, is that it “showcases each poem and poet doing something interesting with the subject in their historical context”. I Hate Darcy Pemberley by Karen Lawler (a lesbian pride and prejudice high school retelling YES YOU HEARD ME RIGHT I NEED THIS IN A FULL LENGTH NOVEL LIKE RIGHT NOW BUT THIS WAS EVERYTHING)

He was awful at making friends and spent most of his time reading or playing Nintendo and Sega. The first book he read was a book of Japanese folktales. I was sent this book as an advanced copy by the publisher via NetGalley for reviewing purposes, but all opinions are my own. BIATHANATO A Declaration of that Paradoxe, or Thesis that Selfe-homicide is not so Naturally Sinne, that it may never be otherwise (London: Printed by John Dawson, 1647). This poem by Robert Frost (1874-1963) is probably one of the most famous and celebrated American poems. The poem depicts the agony of a decision making and the rewards of forging your own path. The subject of the poem is faced with a decision of taking the "safe" route that others have taken before or breaking new ground. He says that he took the "road less traveled by, and that has made all the difference." He finds that making original and independent choices makes life rewarding. The Second Anniuersarie. Of The Progres of the Soule, published with The First Anniuersarie. An Anatomie of the World (London: Printed by M. Bradwood for S. Macham, 1612).McMillan and Chan are both acclaimed poets themselves – McMillan has won the Guardian first book award, the Somerset Maugham award and the Polari prize for his work, while Chan’s debut collection Flèche won the 2019 Costa poetry award. The assault against Death is stepped up in the final six lines. The speaker claims that Death has no power or control and is a slave to fate, chance, monarchs, and desperate men. Death only exists as a result of random accidents, governmental systems of law and justice, poison and war, and illness. Opium is made from flowers like the poppy, and charms are made from magic; both are just as efficient at lulling people to sleep as Death. Better still. How humiliating. How ridiculous it is to swell up with pride when undeserved when Death is humbled to a weakling. Line 13-14 One short sleep past, we wake eternally DigitalDonne: the Online Variorum, general editor Gary A. Stringer, Texas A&M University, http://digitaldonne.tamu.edu Thomas O. Sloane, Donne, Milton, and the End of Humanist Rhetoric (Berkeley: University of California Press, 1985).

I didn't expect to enjoy this as much as I did, but holy crap this really was a great anthology. And this is coming from someone who usually has the hardest time getting into anthologies and reading them fast, but I just couldn't put this down. Donne's Prebend Sermons, edited by Janel M. Mueller (Cambridge, Mass.: Harvard University Press, 1971). A clip from the film version of Wit, a play by Margaret Edson. The two lead characters discuss the punctuation of Donne's sonnet.Thank you Netgalley and Stripes Publishing for providing me an ARC of this book, in exchange of an honest review. The Complete Poetry of John Donne, edited by John T. Shawcross (Garden City, N.Y.: Doubleday, 1967). Claude J. Summers and Ted-Larry Pebworth, eds., The Eagle and the Dove: Reassessing John Donne (Columbia: University of Missouri Press, 1986). Since the dawn of time, we have been told in a litany of ways that we are 'less-than', 'out of the ordinary', 'abnormal', 'subnormal', or plain 'different'. We are none of these things. We are gloriously ourselves, and we show the world our glory during Pride." This enigmatic poem uses the metaphor of an early morning horse-ride to explore numerous shifting notions of identity.