Of Courage
I have loved courage; I have loved the word, Its look on any printed pate, its shape On any lips, its meaning, clear unblurred, In weather faces, seeking no escape In bitterness from bitter circumstances, And I have loved it in the candid mind That, scorning easy falsities, advances Toward truth, however, seemingly unkind. I […]
Dispensable
Whoever has resigned Himself to fate, will find Fate without hesitation, Accepts his resignation. –Saturday Evening Post, 1947?
Even a Hen
With eagle intrepidity, she eyes The pole that slants from gatepost to the ground, Stretches a wing in arrogant surmise, And then, defiantly, as if she frowned At danger, ventures up the pole with most Precarious balancings with claw and feather Till she attains the summit of the post, A vaster altitude, a loftier weather. […]