Hidden verse in Ivanhoe ~ poetry by Nathaniel P. Mahar

The finest and the fattest is for their board, But she would rather take refuge in a convent. Moved to compassion by the anxiety, His levity and petulance,        perpetually breaking out. Exhausted with his various exertions, He resolved to trust to the sagacity of his horse. And she would have compassion upon them    into a… Read More Hidden verse in Ivanhoe ~ poetry by Nathaniel P. Mahar

A Shakespeare sonnet edited for modern Americans ~ poetry by Wim Leflore

Sonnet XX* A woman’s face with nature’s own hand painted, Hast thou, the master mistress of my passion; You look hot, girl. A woman’s gentle heart, but not acquainted With shifting change, as is false women’s fashion: Most women are bitches, but you a’ight. An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling, Like,… Read More A Shakespeare sonnet edited for modern Americans ~ poetry by Wim Leflore