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Featured Poems of the Week:

Week of 5/10/26:

A FEW NOTES:

Happy Mother's Day to all you mothers out there!  And  to you Dads -- c'mon now -- it's the one day of the year ya gotta help Mom with the cleaning!  LOL -- I'm just kiddin' around -- BUT -- I have shared Emmett Lee Dickinson's "It's such a little thing to sweep" as one of our Featured Poems of the Week.  Dickinson's poem inspired his third cousin Emily to pen her poem "It's such a little thing to weep," another of our Featured Poems.

I've also included a couple of water poems -- and the water poems below plus the sweeping poem fit in perfectly with my latest plog (poetry blog) post, HERE, because I've taken a look at Dickinson's poems with "sweep" and "sweeps" -- and somehow in the mix of it all, I've included some poems about water too -- so be sure to check it out!

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

It’s such a little thing to sweep
So short a thing to clean –
And yet – by Toil – we men with these
Try not to intervene!

By Emily Dickinson:

It's such a little thing to weep –
So short a thing to sigh –
And yet – by Trades – the size of these
We men and women die!

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Water makes many Cups
For those averse to sleep –
The awe-filled vessel percolates –
The Grounds begin to steep –
Abhorrent is the Wait
In aromatic Fumes
With Certitude its end result –
My Life’s sure to resume.

By Emily Dickinson:

Water makes many Beds
For those averse to sleep –
Its awful chamber open stands –
Its Curtains blandly sweep –
Abhorrent is the Rest
In undulating Rooms
Whose Amplitude no end invades –
Whose Axis never comes.

Last Week's Featured Poems of the Week:

Week of 5/3/26:

A FEW NOTES:
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Happy May!  Tomorrow is Star Wars Day -- May the Fourth Be With You!  And the next day -- Revenge of the Fifth (and/or is the day after that the Revenge of the Sixth?).  Of course, Tuesday is also Cinco de Mayo -- and this year it falls on Taco Tuesday!  How appropriate!

Even more appropriate:  I've posted a Star Wars poem and a taco poem by Emmett Lee Dickinson as two of our Featured Poems of the Week.  Those poems inspired Dickinson's third cousin Emily to pen two of her poems, our other Featured Poems!
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By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Because I could not stop for Darth –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Death Star held but just Ourselves –
And immortality.
 
Through space we drove – He flew with haste,
And  I had put away
My saber and my laser too,
For His Toxicity –
 
We passed Ice Planet Hoth, where Tauntaun strove 
Across – the windswept plains –
We passed the Dagobah System –
We passed eight Setting Suns –
 
Or rather – They passed Us –
The Dews drew quivering and chill –
But heavy wool, my Jedi Robe –
My Tunic – made of Twill –
 
We paused before planet Alderaan
An orbiting luminous Sphere –
Its Land was scarcely visible –
Its Future – filled with Fear –
 
Since then – ‘tis episodes – and yet
Feels shorter than the Film
I first surmised Darth Vader’s Head
Was toward Eternity –

By Emily Dickinson:

Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.
 
We slowly drove – He knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –
 
We passed the School, where Children strove
At recess – in the ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We passed the Setting Sun –
 
Or rather – He passed Us –
The Dews drew quivering and chill –
For only Gossamer, my Gown –
My Tippet – only Tulle –
 
We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground –
The Roof was scarcely visible –
The Cornice – in the Ground –
 
Since then – 'tis centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity –

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By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

This was in the Lime of the Year –
When – we blend the Green –
Drinks are as refreshing now to drink
With Tacos then to be seen –
 
Looking forward to all that’s left
From the pitcher – we pour –
Close inspection shows Rimmed with salt,
Most times I want more.

By Emily Dickinson:

This was in the White of the Year –
That – was in the Green –
Drifts were as difficult then to think
As Daisies now to be seen –

Looking back is best that is left
Or if it be – before –
Retrospection is Prospect's half,
Sometimes, almost more.

Previous Week's Featured Poems of the Week:

Week of 4/26/26:

A FEW NOTES

Back in In 2015, Adrian Bott (@cavalorn) tweeted: “‘I never thought leopards would eat MY face,’ sobs woman who voted for the Leopards Eating People’s Faces Party.” This went viral, coining the phrase, “Leopards ate my face.”  One of the latest victims:  Caitlyn Jenner is crying the blues because the leopard ate her face!

TBH, I have no sympathy for people who vote against their own interests such as the Trump voters shown below (and many others like them).  I hope things do not work out for them at all.  I hope they go bankrupt and/or live to cry another day.  Is that terrible?  LOL.  I'll ponder that later.  For now, I'm going out for coffee.  Does anyone want anything?

Oh, the Featured Poems of the Week follow the sampling of pics below of people whose faces have been gnawed off by the Leopard in Chief. 

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

With thee, in the Desert –
With thee in disgrace –
With thee in full awareness that –
Leopards eat – your face!

By Emily Dickinson:

With thee, in the Desert –
With thee in the thirst –
With thee in the Tamarind wood –
Leopard breathes – at last!