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Evening Solace

Spillwords·November 27, 2016

Evening Solace By Charlotte Brontë THE HUMAN heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts,...

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No Man Is An Island

Spillwords·November 20, 2016

No Man Is An Island by John Donne No man is an island, Entire of itself, Every...

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Song of the Witches

Spillwords·November 13, 2016

Song of the Witches: “Double, double toil and trouble” BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (from Macbeth) Double, double toil...

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To His Coy Mistress

Spillwords·November 6, 2016

To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell Had we but world enough and time, This coyness, lady,...

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As Sun Sets

Spillwords·October 16, 2016

As Sun Sets by Sir Edwin Arnold, “The Light of Asia” (often misattributed to a saying of Buddha) ...

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Preciosa Y El Aire

Spillwords·October 2, 2016

Preciosa y el aire by Federico Garcia Lorca Su luna de pergamino Preciosa tocando viene por un...

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Red, Red Rose

Spillwords·September 25, 2016

Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns O my Luve’s like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung...

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The Old Cloak

Spillwords·September 18, 2016

The Old Cloak By Anonymous This winter’s weather it waxeth cold, And frost it freezeth on every...

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When You Are Old

Spillwords·September 11, 2016

When You Are Old A Poem by William Butler Yeats WHEN you are old and grey and...

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In-School Days

Spillwords·September 4, 2016

In-School Days By John Greenleaf Whittier Still sits the school-house by the road, A ragged beggar sleeping;...

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Go To The Grave

Spillwords·August 28, 2016

Go To The Grave A Poem by Nathaniel Hawthorne Go to the grave where friends are laid,...

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Fog

Spillwords·August 21, 2016

Fog A Poem by Carl Sandburg The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over...

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A Pair Of Lovers In The Street

Spillwords·August 14, 2016

A Pair Of Lovers In The Street A Poem by Arthur Henry Adams A PAIR of lovers...

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Haiku (Never Published) Poem

Spillwords·August 7, 2016

Haiku (Never Published) Poem written by: Allen Ginsberg Drinking my tea Without sugar- No difference. The sparrow...

Literary Greats Poetry English

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After a long career tinkering in telecommunications, Jim Bartlett switched to tinkering with writing fiction, both requiring a stretch of the imagination. In the course of putting his fingers to the keyboard, he's been fortunate to have quite a number of his stories featured both in print and online in several wonderful publications, including a story selected for "The Best of Fiction on the Web, 1996 – 2017" anthology. While mentally he strolls along a warm California beach with his wife and golden retriever (shhh, she doesn't know she's a dog), physically they reside on a special little island in the Pacific Northwest.

Reaper by Sharon Frame Gay

As an orphaned son of an orphan, I always see the glass as half empty. I picture the water murky and lukewarm, a waterline etched below the rim. Maybe with an ash or two floating at the bottom, because that’s what I do for a living. I deal with ashes. The remains of the deceased. No matter how those who pass away see their glass, meager or full, they eventually end up in a satchel carried on my shoulder.
My business card reads “Morton Stark Transport.” I’m called upon to disperse the ashes of the dearly departed and honor their final wishes. People hire me to escort the remains throughout the world ...

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