How far, Since Then

Ultima Thule

BY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

With favoring winds, o'er sunlit seas, 

We sailed for the Hesperides, 

The land where golden apples grow; 

But that, ah! that was long ago. 

 

How far, since then, the ocean streams 

Have swept us from that land of dreams, 

That land of fiction and of truth, 

The lost Atlantis of our youth! 

 

Whither, ah, whither? Are not these 

The tempest-haunted Orcades, 

Where sea-gulls scream, and breakers roar, 

And wreck and sea-weed line the shore? 

 

Ultima Thule! Utmost Isle! 

Here in thy harbors for a while 

We lower our sails; a while we rest 

From the unending, endless quest. 

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Painting Sunsets

My new children’s fantasy novel Painting Sunsets will go on sale next month. You can pre-order the book online or through your local bookstore.

Find out more here:

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Rise

I’d shake your hand but as you see

(ha ha). My name is Mrs. Grubb.

Welcome to the neighborhood.

A new face is a joy round here.

They come and then they disappear

 

All the time. So welcome the new

And remember the old, the ones who rise.

I may rise myself someday.

You’d not think so to look at me,

But still it is a possibility.

 

And yet I’d miss this old beguiling earth.

That’s all my wisdom in a bit of verse.

 

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Be Secret and Exult

It is National Poetry Month here in the US, so I thought I would offer one from my favorites:

To a Friend Whose Work Has Come to Nothing

By William Butler Yeats

Now all the truth is out,
Be secret and take defeat
From any brazen throat,
For how can you compete,
Being honor bred, with one
Who were it proved he lies
Were neither shamed in his own
Nor in his neighbors' eyes;
Bred to a harder thing
Than Triumph, turn away
And like a laughing string
Whereon mad fingers play
Amid a place of stone,
Be secret and exult,
Because of all things known
That is most difficult.

 

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