Shakespeare Sonnet 65: ‘Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea’
By: 
Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 64: ‘When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defac’d’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Alexander Pope's 'Ode on Solitude': Written Before Age 12
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 62: ‘Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Kipling's 'The Female of the Species': She is Deadlier
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 61: ‘Is it thy will, thy image should keep open’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 60: ‘Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
W. B. Yeats' 'Rough Beast': ‘The Second Coming
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Yeats' 'When You Are Old': Subtle Seduction
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 59: ‘If there be nothing new, but that which is’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 58: ‘That god forbid, that made me first your slave’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 57: ‘Being your slave what should I do but tend’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 56: ‘Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Heaney's Hugging Destiny: ‘Whatever you say, say nothing’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 55: ‘Not marble, nor the gilded monuments’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 54: ‘O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 53: ‘What is your substance, whereof are you made’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Robert Graves' 'Not Dead': Resurrecting Soul Qualities
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Laurence Binyon's 'For the Fallen': Dying for Freedom
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 52: ‘So am I as the rich, whose blessed key’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 51: ‘Thus can my love excuse the slow offence’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Oscar Wilde's 'To My Wife': A Pretty Note
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 50: ‘How heavy do I journey on the way’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Wordsworth's 'The Idiot Boy': An Innovative Ballad
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 49: ‘Against that time, if ever that time come’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Davies' 'Leisure': No Time to Stand and Stare
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Betjeman's 'Westgate-On-Sea': Measured Encumbrances
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 48: ‘How careful was I when I took my way’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
'On the Death of Anne Brontë': A Poem by Charlotte Brontë
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 47: Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took
By: Linda Sue Grimes
February Poet – W. H. Auden: ‘Funeral Blues’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Herrick’s ‘To the Virgins’: Carpe Diem and Rosebuds
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 46: 'Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war'
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 45: ‘The other two, slight air and purging fire’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Milton’s Blindness: ‘When I consider how my light is spent’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 44: ‘If the dull substance of my flesh were thought’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 43: ‘When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 42: ‘That thou hast her, it is not all my grief’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 41: ‘Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 40: ‘Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 39: 'O! how thy worth with manners may I sing'
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 38: 'How can my Muse want subject to invent'
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Keats in Winter: “In a drear-nighted December”
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 37: “As a decrepit father takes delight”
By: Linda Sue Grimes
‘Patience Taught By Nature’: Barrett Browning’s Petrarchan Sonnet
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 96: ‘Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness'
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Two Children’s Poems: Conflicting Messages
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 36: ‘Let me confess that we two must be twain’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 35: ‘No more be griev’d at that which thou hast done’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Betjeman's 'Christmas': A Doubter Tackles Tradition and History
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 34: ‘Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 33: 'Full many a glorious morning have I seen'
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Willilam Blake’s ‘A Poison Tree’: A Killing Metaphor
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Wordsworth’s ‘Michael’: Nature and Morality
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Housman’s Sage Advice: ‘When I was one-and-twenty’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Kipling’s 'Helen All Alone': Confronting Temptation
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 32: ‘If thou survive my well-contented day’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Matthew Arnold’s ‘Dover Beach’: The Virtue of Truth
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 31: ‘Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Browning’s ‘My Last Duchess’: Egotism, Mystery, Few Poetic Devices
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Housman’s ‘Is my team ploughing’: A Guilty Conscience
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 73: ‘That time of year thou mayst in me behold’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 30: ‘When to the sessions of sweet silent thought’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Keats’ 'Ode to Autumn': A Celebration of Beauty
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Yeats’ ‘The Second Coming’: Visions of a Rough Beast
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 29: ‘When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Philip Larkin's 'Here': A Beacon of Loneliness
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 28: ‘How can I then return in happy plight’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
De Vere's Love Poem: ‘Whenas the heart at tennis plays, and men to gaming fall’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 26: ‘Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 25: ‘Let those who are in favour with their stars’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 24: Mine eye hath play’d the painter and hath stell’d
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 23: ‘As an unperfect actor on the stage’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 22: ‘My glass shall not persuade me I am old’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 21: ‘So is it not with me as with that Muse’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
William Blake’s ‘The Schoolboy’: Learning in a Cage
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 20: ‘A woman’s face with Nature’s own hand painted’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Owen’s ‘Dulce et Decorum Est’: War is Hell
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 17: ‘Who will believe my verse in time to come’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 138: ‘When my love swears that she is made of truth’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 16: ‘But wherefore do not you a mightier way’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Wordsworth's Romantic Cry: 'The world is too much with us'
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 15: ‘When I consider every thing that grows’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 14: ‘Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 13: ‘O! That you were yourself; but, love, you are’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 12: ‘When I do count the clock that tells the time’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 11: ‘As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow’st’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Lewis Carroll’s ‘Jabberwocky’: Sense and Nonsense
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 10: ‘For shame! deny that thou bear’st love to any’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 9: ‘Is it for fear to wet a widow’s eye’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Wordsworth’s ‘Ode to Duty’: An Old-Fashioned Virtue
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 8: ‘Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly?’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Yeats’ 'Easter, 1916': On the Easter Rising
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 7: ‘Lo! in the orient when the gracious light’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Housman’s 'Loveliest of trees': More than Carpe Diem
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 6: ‘Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 5: ‘Those hours, that with gentle work did frame’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 4: ‘Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
Shakespeare Sonnet 126: ‘O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power’
By: Linda Sue Grimes
