“Maidens, like moths, are ever caught, by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.” WayMightWinningDespairCaughtMaidensMothsGlare Book:CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE Source: CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE
“Among the flowers no perfume is like mine; That which is best in me comes from within. So those in this world who would rise and shine Should seek internal excellence to win. And though 'tis true that falsehood and despair Meet in my name, yet bear it still in mind That where they meet they perish. All is fair When they are gone and nought remains behind.” WorldShouldMindStillsWinningNamesBehindsGoneThis WorldMinesFlowerBearsDespairFairsRemainsShiningExcellenceInternalsFalsehoodPerfume Author:Charles Godfrey Leland
“And some win peace who spend The skill of words to sweeten despair Of finding consolation where Life has but one dark end.” EndsDeathWinningDarkSkillsDespairFindingsConsolation Book:Collected Poems Source: Collected Poems
“S. E. Smith's I Live in a Hut has a deceptively simple title, considering that the brain in that hut contains galaxies-worth of invention: At night when your soldiers are praying ceaselessly for less rain and more underwear my soldiers make underwear out of rain. These poems seesaw between despair and delight but delight is winning the battle. Smith is a somersaulting tightrope walker of a poet and her poems will make you look at anything and everything with new eyes: For days I tried to rub the new freckle // off my hand until I realized what it was / and began to grant it its sovereignty.” LooksHandsEyeNightWinningSimpleBrainPoetPrayingBattleDespairRainSoldierDelightI RealizedInventionTitlesGrantsConsideringSovereigntyGalaxyUnderwearWalkersHutsFrecklesAnything And EverythingNew EyesMy SoldierSeesaw Author:Matthea Harvey