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This is the Robert Frost house found on the Plymouth State University grounds. They honor him because he lived in the house while he taught at Normal school duting the 1911-12 school year.
This poet memorial is located in Philadelphia, PA in the Ellen Phillips Samuel Memorial of 1957. It is located on Kelly Dr. near Girard Ave.
I hope this monument fits into this cache.
This are contains 4 statues dedicated not to specific people but to the people who shaped this nation. There are 4 statues, The Preacher, The Poet, The Scientist and The Laborer.
To see the other 3 statues, please [url=http://www.fpaa.org/samuel_garden.html]click here[/url].
I hope this monument fits into this cache.
This are contains 4 statues dedicated not to specific people but to the people who shaped this nation. There are 4 statues, The Preacher, The Poet, The Scientist and The Laborer.
To see the other 3 statues, please [url=http://www.fpaa.org/samuel_garden.html]click here[/url].
The given coordinates lead you into the castle garden in Karlsruhe, Baden-Wuerttemberg, Germany where you will find the memorial of Johann Peter Hebel.
Johann Peter Hebel (May 10, 1760 - September 22, 1826), German poet and popular writer, was born at Basel.
The father dying when the child was little over a year old, he was brought up amidst poverty-stricken conditions in the village of Hausen in the Wiesental, where he received his earliest education. Being of brilliant promise, he found friends who enabled him to complete his school education and to study theology (1778-1780) at Erlangen. At the end of his university course he was for a time a private tutor, then became teacher at the Gymnasium in Karlsruhe, and in 1808 was appointed director of the school. He was subsequently appointed member of the Consistory and evangelical prelate. He died at Schwetzingen, near Heidelberg.
Hebel is one of the most widely read of all German popular poets and writers. His poetical narratives and lyric poems, written in the Alemanic dialect (also known as Allemanisch), are popular in the best sense. His Allemannische Gedichte (1803) bucolicize, in the words of Goethe, the whole world in the most attractive manner (verbauert das ganze Universum auf die anmutigste Weise).
Indeed, few modern German poets surpass him in fidelity, naïveté, humour, and in the freshness and vigour of his descriptions. His poem, Die Wiese, has been described by Johannes Scherr as the pearl of German idyllic poetry ; while his prose writings, especially the narratives and essays contained in the Schatzkaestlein des rheinischen Hausfreundes (Tuebingen, 1811; new edition, Stuttgart 1869, 1888), belong to the best class of German stories, and according to August Friedrich Christian Vilmar (1800-1868) in his Geschichte der deutschen Literatur are worth more than a cartload of novels (wiegen ein ganzes Fuder Romane auf). Memorials have been erected to him at Karlsruhe, Basel and Schwetzingen.
We found a memorial to Constance Fenimore Woolson on Mackinac Island. She is the great niece to James Fenimore Cooper who wrote "The Last of the Mohicans." Constance was also a writer. She wrote poems and a novel. Attached are pictures of the names of her works and the memorial itself. The memorial is called Anne's tablet because Constance wrote a novel on Mackinac Island about a girl named Anne. The novel itself also took place on Mackinac. Mackinac Island is located directly between the Upper Peninsula of Michigan and Lower Michigan on the Straits of Mackinac.
This memorial to Ben King is found in St. Joseph, Michigan. Benjamin Franklin King was an author of "popular poetry" in the late 1800s. He wrote for newspapers and magazines primarily. He was born in St. Joseph, Michigan, and immortalized the St. Joseph River in the poem "The River St. Joe." A stanza appears on the memorial:
Where the bumblebee sips and the clover's in bloom,
And the zephyrs come laden with peachblow perfume.
Where the thistledown pauses in search of a rose
And the myrtle and woodbine and wild ivy grows;
Oh, give me the spot that I once used to know
by the side of the placid old River St. Joe.
Where the bumblebee sips and the clover's in bloom,
And the zephyrs come laden with peachblow perfume.
Where the thistledown pauses in search of a rose
And the myrtle and woodbine and wild ivy grows;
Oh, give me the spot that I once used to know
by the side of the placid old River St. Joe.
Poet: Robert Burns
Monument Location: Treasury Gardens, Melbourne, Australia
Poor light, coupled with low battery prevented me getting a decent close up photo today of this monument.
Paid for my contributions to the Caledonian Society in 1904, it was moved to its current location in 1970. Apparently every Scot in Melbourne contributed.
While researching Burns further, his most famous work is probably Auld Lang Syne, though I've never seen it attributed to him until seeing it online tonight.
More on the poet: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Burns
Robert Burns Online: http://www.robertburns.org/
More on Treasury Gardens: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Treasury_Gardens,_Melbourne
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Monument Location: Treasury Gardens, Melbourne, Australia
Poor light, coupled with low battery prevented me getting a decent close up photo today of this monument.
Paid for my contributions to the Caledonian Society in 1904, it was moved to its current location in 1970. Apparently every Scot in Melbourne contributed.
While researching Burns further, his most famous work is probably Auld Lang Syne, though I've never seen it attributed to him until seeing it online tonight.
More on the poet: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Burns
Robert Burns Online: http://www.robertburns.org/
More on Treasury Gardens: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Treasury_Gardens,_Melbourne
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We found this statue of Gotthold Ephraim Lessing (1729-1781) in 1.Bezirk of Vienna.
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) wrote a number of famous works including the unfinished "Kubla Khan" which starts:
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan/ A stately pleasure-dome decree: /Â Where Alph, the sacred river, ran /Â Through caverns measureless to man /Â Down to a sunless sea.
He's also well known for his Rime of the Ancient Mariner (I had to learn that one at school).
Coleridge was addicted to opium but, while living at this spot in Church Street in Calne in Wiltshire, still managed to write his Biographia Literaria (1817), which according to the Columbia University Press Encyclopaedia contains "accounts of his literary life and critical essays on philosophical and literary subjects. It presents Coleridge's theories of the creative imagination, but its debt to other writers, notably the German idealist philosophers, is often so heavy that the line between legitimate borrowing and plagiarism becomes blurred."
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan/ A stately pleasure-dome decree: /Â Where Alph, the sacred river, ran /Â Through caverns measureless to man /Â Down to a sunless sea.
He's also well known for his Rime of the Ancient Mariner (I had to learn that one at school).
Coleridge was addicted to opium but, while living at this spot in Church Street in Calne in Wiltshire, still managed to write his Biographia Literaria (1817), which according to the Columbia University Press Encyclopaedia contains "accounts of his literary life and critical essays on philosophical and literary subjects. It presents Coleridge's theories of the creative imagination, but its debt to other writers, notably the German idealist philosophers, is often so heavy that the line between legitimate borrowing and plagiarism becomes blurred."
This is a monument for greatest Latvian poet Rainis. Rainis was the pen name of Janis Plieksans, who lived from 1865-1929 and who is described as "the most distinguished Latvian writer of all time" by the Latvian Institute. He was also known, according to the New Theatre Institute of Latvia web site, as "one of the most outstanding European playwrights of the first half of the 20th century - if we judge by the intensity of philosophical thought and uniqueness of style. Rainis' multilayered plays encompass Indo-European mythology, the cultures of Ancient Egypt and the Bible, modern philosophy, Latvian folklore, thus broadening his thought to the scale of the whole of mankind. Rainis deals with archetypal conflicts, but at the same time his plays are deeply national. One of the central themes is the man of the future, who would harmoniously unite the rational and the spiritual. The path leading to this ideal - through love, self-sacrifice and suffering - is the core of many Rainis' plays."
This statue of Tage Danielsson, a famous Swedish comic, poet and writer can be found in Linköping, Sweden, where he was born.
This head is William Shakespeare and is located in the Shakespeare Gardens in Stratford, Ontario, Canada. It was unveiled Sept.5, 1949. Stratford is famous for its "Stratford Festival" of theatre productions, including, predominantly, the plays of William Shakespeare.
This is a memorialstone for the great norwegian poet Aasmund Olavsson Vinje, 06.04.1818 - 31.07.1870. Placed at Gran, Hadeland, Norway.
Some of the things he have wrote:
"Ferdaminne frå sumaren" (1860-1861)
"A NORSEMANS VIEW OF BRITAIN AND THE BRITISH", (1863)
"Storegut, episke dikt" (1866),
Some of the things he have wrote:
"Ferdaminne frå sumaren" (1860-1861)
"A NORSEMANS VIEW OF BRITAIN AND THE BRITISH", (1863)
"Storegut, episke dikt" (1866),
Joaquin Miller, Known as the Poet of the Sierra’s or The Byron of the West. He was a controversial character in his day. His contemporaries disliked him branding him as a liar and fake. However he gained popularity in England and became a sensation. http://www.woodminster.com/Webpages/Joaquin.html
These coordinates and pictures are of a small monument that is all but forgotten on a country lane near Mr. Miller’s childhood home in the Willamette Valley of Oregon.
Here is a quote of Joaquin’s that I do like (I haven’t found many I do).
"That man who lives for self alone - lives for the meanest mortal known"
A sampling of his verse can be found here, including a reminiscence of home in the Willamette Valley. http://www.cowboypoetry.com/miller.htm
Literary Traveler has a very well done biography of his life here. http://www.literarytraveler.com/miller/joaquinmiller.htm
These coordinates and pictures are of a small monument that is all but forgotten on a country lane near Mr. Miller’s childhood home in the Willamette Valley of Oregon.
Here is a quote of Joaquin’s that I do like (I haven’t found many I do).
"That man who lives for self alone - lives for the meanest mortal known"
A sampling of his verse can be found here, including a reminiscence of home in the Willamette Valley. http://www.cowboypoetry.com/miller.htm
Literary Traveler has a very well done biography of his life here. http://www.literarytraveler.com/miller/joaquinmiller.htm
This area has monuments dedication to Virginia Legends. At this location is a monument dedicated to non other that Edger Allen Poe. A dark poet with some twisting plots. Also around this position are monuments dedicated to former President, Astronauts, Tennis Players, and Musicians. On the plaque it mentions several well known poems written by said author. Pictures to post tomorrow.
Tis is another statue of the german poet Friedrich Schiller (1759-1805) in Vienna (1st. district).
More about Schiller's work:
http://www.friedrich-von-schiller.de/werkverzeichnis.htm
Thank's for the interesting cache!
Termite2712
More about Schiller's work:
http://www.friedrich-von-schiller.de/werkverzeichnis.htm
Thank's for the interesting cache!
Termite2712
This is the monument in memory of Michel Rodange (1827-1876). He's knwon for his adaptation "De Renert" of Goethe's "Reineke Fuchs" (a fable about fox), to the luxembourgish society. Michel Rodange is one of Luxembourg's most famous poet and writer.
Sandor Marai in Kosice, Zbrojnicna street.
Edited link to this poet:
http://www.frankfurt.matav.hu/angol/irok/marai/elet.htm
[This entry was edited by bikerkiri on Tuesday, August 16, 2005 at 11:54:16 PM.]
Edited link to this poet:
http://www.frankfurt.matav.hu/angol/irok/marai/elet.htm
[This entry was edited by bikerkiri on Tuesday, August 16, 2005 at 11:54:16 PM.]
#3. This is the statue of Constantijn Huygens (1596-1687) in The Hague, Holland. Huygens was one of the most famous Dutch poets in the 17th century. The reason why we choose Huygens as our favorite Dead Poet is that he was not only a poet but also a great painter, composer, musician and philosopher. Some of his well knowen acquaintance were Spinoza, Descartes and Vondel. The statue is placed on the Scheveningseweg because one of his dreams was a stone road between Scheveninge and The Hague and the Scheveningseweg was build after his idea. Thank you for this nice cache wich learned us a bit more about our own little country.
This poetess is Annette von Droste Huelshoff
She was born in 1797 in my hometown Muenster (germany). She died on 34. July 1848 in Meerburg (lake constance germany), this is where I found this one. You can find some some poems.
This is one of her most best known poems (The boy in the moor):
Der Knabe im Moor
O, schaurig ist’s, übers Moor zu gehen,
Wenn es wimmelt vom Heiderauche,
Sich wie Phantome die Dünste drehn
Und die Ranke häkelt am Strauche,
Unter jedem Tritte ein Quellchen springt,
Wenn aus der Spalte es zischt und singt –
O, schaurig ist’, übers Moor zu gehen,
Wenn das Röhricht knistert im Hauche!
Fest hält die Fibel das zitternde Kind
Und rennt, als ob man es jage;
Hohl über die Fläche sauset der Wind –
Was raschelt drüben am Hage?
Das ist der gespenstige Gräberknecht,
Der dem Meister die besten Torfe verzecht;
Hu, hu, es bricht wie ein irres Rind!
Hinducket das Knäblein zage.
Vom Ufer starret Gestumpf hervor,
Unheimlich nicket die Föhre,
Der Knabe rennt, gespannt das Ohr,
Durch Riesenhalme wie Speere;
Und wie es rieselt und knittert darin!
Das ist die unselige Spinnerin,
Das ist die gebannte Spinnlenor’,
Die den Haspel dreht im Geröhre!
Voran, voran! Nur immer im Lauf,
Voran, als woll’ es ihn holen;
Vor seinem Fuße brodelt es auf,
Es pfeift ihm unter den Sohlen
Wie eine gespenstige Melodei;
Das ist der Geigenmann ungetreu,
Das ist der diebische Fiedler Knauf,
Der den Hochzeitheller gestohlen!
Da birst das Moor, ein Seufzer geht
Hervor aus der klaffenden Höhle;
Weh, weh, da ruft die verdammte Margreth:
„Ho, ho, meine arme Seele!“
Der Knabe springt wie ein wundes Reh,
Wär’ nicht Schutzengel in seiner Näh’,
Seine bleichen Knöchelchen fände spät
Ein Gräber im Moorgeschwele.
Da mählich gründet der Boden sich,
Und drüben, neben der Weide,
Die Lampe flimmert so heimatlich,
Der Knabe steht an der Scheide.
Tief atmet er auf, zum Moor zurück
Noch immer wirft er den scheuen Blick:
Ja, im Geröhre war’s fürchterlich,
O, schaurig war’s in der Heide!
Thanks for the Cache,
Grisu
She was born in 1797 in my hometown Muenster (germany). She died on 34. July 1848 in Meerburg (lake constance germany), this is where I found this one. You can find some some poems.
This is one of her most best known poems (The boy in the moor):
Der Knabe im Moor
O, schaurig ist’s, übers Moor zu gehen,
Wenn es wimmelt vom Heiderauche,
Sich wie Phantome die Dünste drehn
Und die Ranke häkelt am Strauche,
Unter jedem Tritte ein Quellchen springt,
Wenn aus der Spalte es zischt und singt –
O, schaurig ist’, übers Moor zu gehen,
Wenn das Röhricht knistert im Hauche!
Fest hält die Fibel das zitternde Kind
Und rennt, als ob man es jage;
Hohl über die Fläche sauset der Wind –
Was raschelt drüben am Hage?
Das ist der gespenstige Gräberknecht,
Der dem Meister die besten Torfe verzecht;
Hu, hu, es bricht wie ein irres Rind!
Hinducket das Knäblein zage.
Vom Ufer starret Gestumpf hervor,
Unheimlich nicket die Föhre,
Der Knabe rennt, gespannt das Ohr,
Durch Riesenhalme wie Speere;
Und wie es rieselt und knittert darin!
Das ist die unselige Spinnerin,
Das ist die gebannte Spinnlenor’,
Die den Haspel dreht im Geröhre!
Voran, voran! Nur immer im Lauf,
Voran, als woll’ es ihn holen;
Vor seinem Fuße brodelt es auf,
Es pfeift ihm unter den Sohlen
Wie eine gespenstige Melodei;
Das ist der Geigenmann ungetreu,
Das ist der diebische Fiedler Knauf,
Der den Hochzeitheller gestohlen!
Da birst das Moor, ein Seufzer geht
Hervor aus der klaffenden Höhle;
Weh, weh, da ruft die verdammte Margreth:
„Ho, ho, meine arme Seele!“
Der Knabe springt wie ein wundes Reh,
Wär’ nicht Schutzengel in seiner Näh’,
Seine bleichen Knöchelchen fände spät
Ein Gräber im Moorgeschwele.
Da mählich gründet der Boden sich,
Und drüben, neben der Weide,
Die Lampe flimmert so heimatlich,
Der Knabe steht an der Scheide.
Tief atmet er auf, zum Moor zurück
Noch immer wirft er den scheuen Blick:
Ja, im Geröhre war’s fürchterlich,
O, schaurig war’s in der Heide!
Thanks for the Cache,
Grisu
James Whitcomb Riley - Monument on the steps of the Hancock County Courthouse, City of Greenfield, Indiana (a little east of Indianapolis)
James Whitcomb Riley was born on October 7, 1849 in Greenfield, Indiana, surrounded by farmland and primitive forests. The wooden planked National Road, which American pioneers and settlers used to travel to the western half of the nation, ran right through Greenfield. The area was diverse in culture, with people from many different homelands, though outwardly appearing as rough wilderness and newly settled country.
Riley's father, being a frontier politician and lawyer, named his son after an Indiana governor, James Whitcomb. Riley's mother was, of course, a homemaker, and she also wrote poetry. Riley had a difficult time academically, but possessed a talent for language, especially that of his own people. His father wanted him to become a lawyer, but Riley did not apply himself to law. For a time he traveled the American Midwest as a sign painter. He also traveled with a medicine salesman, and drew crowds by playing songs and performing impersonations of people he had met in his travels.
Riley's childhood and home were also great influences on him. His most famous poems were about people and situations from his real life. His poems, "The Raggedy Man," and "Little Orphant Annie," are about a hired hand and an orphan girl who helped on the family farm. The farmhand and Annie told the local children stories that Riley immortalized in his work. His poems, though of epic proportion in many senses, told of everyday things.
Riley, like many poets, published his first works in newspapers. At first he wrote under a pen name, "Benjamin F. Johnson of Boone." He often wrote in his own dialect, appealing to the majority of people with his common style and words. Garland held Riley alike to Mark Twain, for his ability to use natural dialect in his writing and speech, though also possessing the ability to speak in a more precise and standard English. After the success of his written work, Riley took to the road again, and traveled around the country to recite his poems in every city. This earned him great popularity, and people were fascinated by his dialect and use of the language, as well as his cheerful sense of humor.
In 1883, a collection of his poems was published, entitled "The Old Swimmin' Hole and 'Leven More Poems," followed by "Rhymes of Childhood" in 1890, "Poems Here at Home" in 1893, and "Knee Deep in June," in 1912. His most famous poems are "Little Orphant Annie," "The Raggedy Man," "When the Frost Is On the Punkin," and "The Runaway Boy." In Riley's later life, these volumes attracted both national and international readers, and he became the wealthiest writer of the time. He was honorably labeled as America's "Children's Poet," and as "The Hoosier Poet," in his home state.
James Whitcomb Riley died of a stroke on 22 July, 1916. The United States President, Woodrow Wilson, sent a note to the poet's family, saying Riley was "...a man who imparted joyful pleasure and a thoughtful view of many things that other men would have missed." Named after him in Indianapolis, the state capital, is Riley Hospital for Children.
In 1999, his hometown of Greenfield and his fans celebrated his 150th birthday, and Indiana governor, Frank O'Bannon, proclaimed October 7, 1999, "James Whitcomb Riley Day." Each year Greenfield hosts a "James Whitcomb Riley Festival," and the children of the area honor the poet by placing flowers on his statue at the Hancock County Courthouse.
"With a cheery word and a wave of the hand He has wandered into a foreign land- He is not dead, he is just away!"
--James Whitcomb Riley
James Whitcomb Riley was born on October 7, 1849 in Greenfield, Indiana, surrounded by farmland and primitive forests. The wooden planked National Road, which American pioneers and settlers used to travel to the western half of the nation, ran right through Greenfield. The area was diverse in culture, with people from many different homelands, though outwardly appearing as rough wilderness and newly settled country.
Riley's father, being a frontier politician and lawyer, named his son after an Indiana governor, James Whitcomb. Riley's mother was, of course, a homemaker, and she also wrote poetry. Riley had a difficult time academically, but possessed a talent for language, especially that of his own people. His father wanted him to become a lawyer, but Riley did not apply himself to law. For a time he traveled the American Midwest as a sign painter. He also traveled with a medicine salesman, and drew crowds by playing songs and performing impersonations of people he had met in his travels.
Riley's childhood and home were also great influences on him. His most famous poems were about people and situations from his real life. His poems, "The Raggedy Man," and "Little Orphant Annie," are about a hired hand and an orphan girl who helped on the family farm. The farmhand and Annie told the local children stories that Riley immortalized in his work. His poems, though of epic proportion in many senses, told of everyday things.
Riley, like many poets, published his first works in newspapers. At first he wrote under a pen name, "Benjamin F. Johnson of Boone." He often wrote in his own dialect, appealing to the majority of people with his common style and words. Garland held Riley alike to Mark Twain, for his ability to use natural dialect in his writing and speech, though also possessing the ability to speak in a more precise and standard English. After the success of his written work, Riley took to the road again, and traveled around the country to recite his poems in every city. This earned him great popularity, and people were fascinated by his dialect and use of the language, as well as his cheerful sense of humor.
In 1883, a collection of his poems was published, entitled "The Old Swimmin' Hole and 'Leven More Poems," followed by "Rhymes of Childhood" in 1890, "Poems Here at Home" in 1893, and "Knee Deep in June," in 1912. His most famous poems are "Little Orphant Annie," "The Raggedy Man," "When the Frost Is On the Punkin," and "The Runaway Boy." In Riley's later life, these volumes attracted both national and international readers, and he became the wealthiest writer of the time. He was honorably labeled as America's "Children's Poet," and as "The Hoosier Poet," in his home state.
James Whitcomb Riley died of a stroke on 22 July, 1916. The United States President, Woodrow Wilson, sent a note to the poet's family, saying Riley was "...a man who imparted joyful pleasure and a thoughtful view of many things that other men would have missed." Named after him in Indianapolis, the state capital, is Riley Hospital for Children.
In 1999, his hometown of Greenfield and his fans celebrated his 150th birthday, and Indiana governor, Frank O'Bannon, proclaimed October 7, 1999, "James Whitcomb Riley Day." Each year Greenfield hosts a "James Whitcomb Riley Festival," and the children of the area honor the poet by placing flowers on his statue at the Hancock County Courthouse.
"With a cheery word and a wave of the hand He has wandered into a foreign land- He is not dead, he is just away!"
--James Whitcomb Riley
Dylan Thomas - World renowned Poet from (old!) South Wales.
Dylan was born in Swansea and the attached photographs were taken in Swansea marina where there is a tribute to Dylan Thomas, also in the background of the statue picture, you can see the "Dylan Thomas Theatre" in his memory.
Whilst not strictly a poem (and Im not a poem fan), one of Dylans most famous productions (IM-limited-HO) is "Under Milk Wood" which was a "play for voices" but Dylan also wrote many poems too.
One of the characters of Under Milk Wood (Captain Cat) has also been immortalised in statue form and can be seen in the remaining pictures which is a short distance away from Dylans statue.
More information on Dylan can be found here...
http://www.dylanthomas.com/
And the local council has a second tribute page (Aug 2005) at...
http://www.dylanthomas.org/
Thanks for the cache,
Regards,
Chez, Chantico and Poppy
Dylan was born in Swansea and the attached photographs were taken in Swansea marina where there is a tribute to Dylan Thomas, also in the background of the statue picture, you can see the "Dylan Thomas Theatre" in his memory.
Whilst not strictly a poem (and Im not a poem fan), one of Dylans most famous productions (IM-limited-HO) is "Under Milk Wood" which was a "play for voices" but Dylan also wrote many poems too.
One of the characters of Under Milk Wood (Captain Cat) has also been immortalised in statue form and can be seen in the remaining pictures which is a short distance away from Dylans statue.
More information on Dylan can be found here...
http://www.dylanthomas.com/
And the local council has a second tribute page (Aug 2005) at...
http://www.dylanthomas.org/
Thanks for the cache,
Regards,
Chez, Chantico and Poppy
N 39° 42.229 W 104° 58.137
This statue commemorates "Dutch Lullaby," one of the most popular children's poems in early 20th century America, written by poet EUGENE FIELD (1850-1895). The poem is better known by the name of the three children in the statue: Wynken, Blynken, and Nod. (Nod is "nodding off" behind the other two and isn't visible in the photo.)
Near the statue is the Denver home of Eugene Field, who was also a muckraking newspaperman, wit, and raconteur. His cynical newspaper writing contrasts greatly with his sentimental poetry, which also includes "The Duel [between the Gingham Dog and the Calico Cat]" and "Little Boy Blue."
Here are a few lines from the poem represented in the statue:
Wynken, Blynken and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew,
"Where are you going, and what do you wish?"
The old moon asked the three.
"We have come to fish for the herring fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we,"
Said Wynken, Blynken and Nod.
****
Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head.
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one's trundle bed.
So shut your eyes, while Mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea.
Where the old shoe rocked the fisherman three;
Wynken, Blynken and Nod.
[This entry was edited by BluePearl on Thursday, August 11, 2005 at 7:04:47 PM.]
This plate remembers the place where the parents of the famous german Author Georg Buechner had their home. This House stood in Darmstadt / Germany. As you can see in the Log from Wutzebear (26. May 2004) there is a Award named after Georg Buechner.
Thanks for the Cache!
Thanks for the Cache!
A monument in Malmedy, Belgium dedicated to french poet Guillaume Apolinnaire.
The coordinates are actually those of suggested parking place to my cache [url=http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=4cb20344-a405-491b-9887-50847ed271a2]Apolinnaire in Stavelot[/url]. This place is the location of the monument.
Guillaume Apolinaire is a famous french poet, writer and art critic, who was born in 1880 and died in 1918. Amongs his most famous works are "Alcools" and "Les Onze Mille Verges".
More information on him [url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guillaume_Apollinaire]here[/url].
Don't have a pic right here, but look at the gallery of my cache, and you'll see pictures of the monument.
Edit 05/08: I agree with the owner that this log does not comply with the requirements(no pic of the monument with my GPSr). Next maintenance visit I will correct this. Also corrected the coordinates which were those of my cache, not of the monument, and edited some typos.
[This entry was edited by Jiheffe on Friday, August 05, 2005 at 3:21:36 AM.]
The coordinates are actually those of suggested parking place to my cache [url=http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=4cb20344-a405-491b-9887-50847ed271a2]Apolinnaire in Stavelot[/url]. This place is the location of the monument.
Guillaume Apolinaire is a famous french poet, writer and art critic, who was born in 1880 and died in 1918. Amongs his most famous works are "Alcools" and "Les Onze Mille Verges".
More information on him [url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guillaume_Apollinaire]here[/url].
Don't have a pic right here, but look at the gallery of my cache, and you'll see pictures of the monument.
Edit 05/08: I agree with the owner that this log does not comply with the requirements(no pic of the monument with my GPSr). Next maintenance visit I will correct this. Also corrected the coordinates which were those of my cache, not of the monument, and edited some typos.
[This entry was edited by Jiheffe on Friday, August 05, 2005 at 3:21:36 AM.]
This is a statue of Thomas Hardy, possibly the greatest author and poet to be born in Dorset, UK.
While probably most famous for his novels of 'Wessex' including Far From the Madding Crowd and Tess of the D'Urbervilles (both made into major films) he was also a highly rated poet.
This statue is located in Dorchester (Hardy's Casterbridge) close to the Top 'o Town roundabout, and is a very familiar childhood memory as it was on the route from my parents house to the local library where I spent many happy hours.
Thanks for the cache;
Hampk
While probably most famous for his novels of 'Wessex' including Far From the Madding Crowd and Tess of the D'Urbervilles (both made into major films) he was also a highly rated poet.
This statue is located in Dorchester (Hardy's Casterbridge) close to the Top 'o Town roundabout, and is a very familiar childhood memory as it was on the route from my parents house to the local library where I spent many happy hours.
Thanks for the cache;
Hampk
Alexander Duchnovic (1803 - 1965)
- revivalist of Carpathian Ruthenians in Eastern Slovakia and Carpathian Ruthenia
- greek catholic priest, pedagogue, poet
- the most famous poem: "Podkarpadskyje Rusiny" = Carpathian Ruthenians
Alexander Duchnovic Theatre (in the 3rd largest city in Slovakia, Presov) is a national theatre, where the performances are played in the Ruthenian language. It was established in 1945 as The Ukrainian National Theatre and had its residency in Prešov.
In the beginning the performances were played in Russian , then in Ukrainian the last ten years the performances are played in Ruthenian.
The Alexander Duchnovic Theatre is the only professional theatre in the world that performs in Ruthenian Language.
- revivalist of Carpathian Ruthenians in Eastern Slovakia and Carpathian Ruthenia
- greek catholic priest, pedagogue, poet
- the most famous poem: "Podkarpadskyje Rusiny" = Carpathian Ruthenians
Alexander Duchnovic Theatre (in the 3rd largest city in Slovakia, Presov) is a national theatre, where the performances are played in the Ruthenian language. It was established in 1945 as The Ukrainian National Theatre and had its residency in Prešov.
In the beginning the performances were played in Russian , then in Ukrainian the last ten years the performances are played in Ruthenian.
The Alexander Duchnovic Theatre is the only professional theatre in the world that performs in Ruthenian Language.
Monument of Kazinczy Ferencz in Kosice, Slovakia. He lived and worked in this building on Main street.
1759–1831, Hungarian author and critic. The influence of Kazinczy’s works made him a leading reformer of the Hungarian language. He was imprisoned (1795–1801) for revolutionary activity. He is known for his didactic verse (e.g., Poetai Berke, 1813), biographies, and Hungarian translations of Shakespeare and major European authors. Kazinczy’s voluminous correspondence is of great historical value.
1759–1831, Hungarian author and critic. The influence of Kazinczy’s works made him a leading reformer of the Hungarian language. He was imprisoned (1795–1801) for revolutionary activity. He is known for his didactic verse (e.g., Poetai Berke, 1813), biographies, and Hungarian translations of Shakespeare and major European authors. Kazinczy’s voluminous correspondence is of great historical value.
Sir Winston Churchill was a Prime Minister of England, author and also less known as a poet. I found this statue of Sir Winston Churchill in Halifax Nova Scotia, Canada.
Heres a poem from him:
THE INFLUENZA
Oh how shall I its deeds recount
Or measure the untold amount
Of ills that it has done?
From China’s bright celestial land
E’en to Arabia’s thirsty sand
It journeyed with the sun.
O’er miles of bleak Siberia’s plains
Where Russian exiles toil in chains
It moved with noiseless tread;
And as it slowly glided by
There followed it across the sky
The spirits of the dead.
The Ural peaks by it were scaled
And every bar and barrier failed
To turn it from its way;
Slowly and surely on it came,
Heralded by its awful fame,
Increasing day by day.
On Moscow’s fair and famous town
Where fell the first Napoleon’s crown
It made a direful swoop;
The rich, the poor, the high, the low
Alike the various symptoms know,
Alike before it droop.
Nor adverse winds, nor floods of rain
Might stay the thrice-accursed bane;
And with unsparing hand,
Impartial, cruel and severe
It travelled on allied with fear
And smote the fatherland.
Fair Alsace and forlorn Lorraine,
The cause of bitterness and pain
In many a Gaelic breast,
Receive the vile, insatiate scourge,
And from their towns with it emerge
And never stay nor rest.
And now Europa groans aloud,
And ‘neath the heavy thunder-cloud
Hushed is both song and dance;
The germs of illness wend their way
To westward each succeeding day
And enter merry France.
Fair land of Gaul, thy patriots brave
Who fear not death and scorn the grave
Cannot this foe oppose,
Whose loathsome hand and cruel sting,
Whose poisonous breath and blighted wing
Full well thy cities know.
In Calais port the illness stays,
As did the French in former days,
To threaten Freedom’s isle;
But now no Nelson could o’erthrow
This cruel, unconquerable foe,
Nor save us from its guile.
Yet Father Neptune strove right well
To moderate this plague of Hell,
And thwart it in its course;
And though it passed the streak of brine
And penetrated this thin line,
It came with broken force.
For though it ravaged far and wide
Both village, town and countryside,
Its power to kill was o’er;
And with the favouring winds of Spring
(Blest is the time of which I sing)
It left our native shore.
God shield our Empire from the might
Of war or famine, plague or blight
And all the power of Hell,
And keep it ever in the hands
Of those who fought ‘gainst other lands,
Who fought and conquered well.
http://www.winstonchurchill.org/i4a/pages/index.cfm?pageid=463
Heres a poem from him:
THE INFLUENZA
Oh how shall I its deeds recount
Or measure the untold amount
Of ills that it has done?
From China’s bright celestial land
E’en to Arabia’s thirsty sand
It journeyed with the sun.
O’er miles of bleak Siberia’s plains
Where Russian exiles toil in chains
It moved with noiseless tread;
And as it slowly glided by
There followed it across the sky
The spirits of the dead.
The Ural peaks by it were scaled
And every bar and barrier failed
To turn it from its way;
Slowly and surely on it came,
Heralded by its awful fame,
Increasing day by day.
On Moscow’s fair and famous town
Where fell the first Napoleon’s crown
It made a direful swoop;
The rich, the poor, the high, the low
Alike the various symptoms know,
Alike before it droop.
Nor adverse winds, nor floods of rain
Might stay the thrice-accursed bane;
And with unsparing hand,
Impartial, cruel and severe
It travelled on allied with fear
And smote the fatherland.
Fair Alsace and forlorn Lorraine,
The cause of bitterness and pain
In many a Gaelic breast,
Receive the vile, insatiate scourge,
And from their towns with it emerge
And never stay nor rest.
And now Europa groans aloud,
And ‘neath the heavy thunder-cloud
Hushed is both song and dance;
The germs of illness wend their way
To westward each succeeding day
And enter merry France.
Fair land of Gaul, thy patriots brave
Who fear not death and scorn the grave
Cannot this foe oppose,
Whose loathsome hand and cruel sting,
Whose poisonous breath and blighted wing
Full well thy cities know.
In Calais port the illness stays,
As did the French in former days,
To threaten Freedom’s isle;
But now no Nelson could o’erthrow
This cruel, unconquerable foe,
Nor save us from its guile.
Yet Father Neptune strove right well
To moderate this plague of Hell,
And thwart it in its course;
And though it passed the streak of brine
And penetrated this thin line,
It came with broken force.
For though it ravaged far and wide
Both village, town and countryside,
Its power to kill was o’er;
And with the favouring winds of Spring
(Blest is the time of which I sing)
It left our native shore.
God shield our Empire from the might
Of war or famine, plague or blight
And all the power of Hell,
And keep it ever in the hands
Of those who fought ‘gainst other lands,
Who fought and conquered well.
http://www.winstonchurchill.org/i4a/pages/index.cfm?pageid=463
This memorial is dedicated to famous Finnish poet and writer Lauri Viita. It was put here when 75 years of his birth was passed. Lauri Viita was born in 1916. He died in a car accident in 1965. There's also a Lauri Viita museum and a society dedicated to him in Tampere.
This memorial is located in Pyynikki area, in Tampere, Finland.
More details about Viita in English:
http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/lviita.htm
This memorial is located in Pyynikki area, in Tampere, Finland.
More details about Viita in English:
http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/lviita.htm
We were on our way to Frederick, Maryland to the grave of this poet, but stopped by the C&O Canal in Georgetown for another locationless cache. Parked our car at 34th Street just off M Street, looked up, and there was the Francis Scott Key Memorial! So, here is a monument to Francis Scott Key. He is bviously a poet of national significnace since the poem he wrote about the defense of Baltimore in the War of 1812 was set to music and became the National Anthem of the United States of America.
Wen Tian Xiang ( AD 1236 - 1283 )
He was a great national hero during the Southern Sung Dynasty. When his country and the people was in great peril, he fought bravely against the enemy but was finally held captuive. During his captivity, he wrote the Zhengqi Song and other poems to demonstrate his readiness to sacrifice everything for his country.
He is remembered here in Singapore, in the Marina Bay Park.
He was a great national hero during the Southern Sung Dynasty. When his country and the people was in great peril, he fought bravely against the enemy but was finally held captuive. During his captivity, he wrote the Zhengqi Song and other poems to demonstrate his readiness to sacrifice everything for his country.
He is remembered here in Singapore, in the Marina Bay Park.
We found this monument while out doing other caches. This is the birthplace for a poet named Will Carleton. This location is in Hudson, Michigan. Born in 1845, died 1912. Known for his sentimental poems of rural life. Most famous for "Over the Hill to the Poorhouse." Here's a link to this poem: http://www.poorhousestory.com/over_the_hill.htm
Kind of sad!
Kind of sad!
This is the memorial of poet J.H. Erkko (1849-1906), in front of the Town Hall of his home town, Orimattila in Finland. Erkko is known to be one of the first poets to write in Finnish, and he is known for his Finnish nationalist poems. Today he is best remembered by two of his poems that were used for anthems "Hämäläisten laulu" and "Olet maamme, armahin Suomenmaa". He work spans 20 volumes, including plays. This was my cache #100 - wanted something special for it.
Kaksi nälkää
Kamarissa istui koulupoika, käsi poskell', itku silmissä.
Poloiselta silt' ei luku luista, vaikk' on kirja auki pöydällä.
Mut käsi kantaa pettupalaa, sille silmä kyyneliä valaa.
Poski kalpea hän istuu siinä, neuvotonna kaipaa neuvoa.
Rahaa, ruokaa kodista hän vartoi, mut näytteheks' sai pettua, mustaa, katkeraa kuin murhe itse,
joka polttaa, viiltää sydämitse.
Two hungers (hmmm... my translation)
A schoolboy in his chamber, hand on cheek, tears in his eyes.
His eyes cannot read, although the book is opened.
In his hand he carries but a loaf of pettu, on it tear drops falling.
Pale cheeks, he sits there, so lost and crying for advice.
Money, food, that he had awaited from home, but instead got this loaf of pettu,
black and bitter like the sorrow, burning and tearing the heart.
(pettu is a bread that was baked during the hunger years, made of flour and ground pine bark)
Kaksi nälkää
Kamarissa istui koulupoika, käsi poskell', itku silmissä.
Poloiselta silt' ei luku luista, vaikk' on kirja auki pöydällä.
Mut käsi kantaa pettupalaa, sille silmä kyyneliä valaa.
Poski kalpea hän istuu siinä, neuvotonna kaipaa neuvoa.
Rahaa, ruokaa kodista hän vartoi, mut näytteheks' sai pettua, mustaa, katkeraa kuin murhe itse,
joka polttaa, viiltää sydämitse.
Two hungers (hmmm... my translation)
A schoolboy in his chamber, hand on cheek, tears in his eyes.
His eyes cannot read, although the book is opened.
In his hand he carries but a loaf of pettu, on it tear drops falling.
Pale cheeks, he sits there, so lost and crying for advice.
Money, food, that he had awaited from home, but instead got this loaf of pettu,
black and bitter like the sorrow, burning and tearing the heart.
(pettu is a bread that was baked during the hunger years, made of flour and ground pine bark)
Found the monument of jon sveinsson, the founder of Nonni, a famous nordic figure in childrens literature in Akureyri, near the museum were also the Nonni House is placed.
Regards skaut
Regards skaut
Moin, this memorial from Betzhorn, Germany. It's build for Hermann Löns, in Germany a very well-known poet. Visit my cache "Hermann Löns".
333-half-evil
333-half-evil
While tromping through the Parthenon I came upon the tomb of Voltaire. I had always thought of him ore as a philosopher but the word "poet" appeared on nearby display so I researched further. According to Wikipedia, "To his own age Voltaire was pre-eminently a poet and a philosopher; the unkindness of succeeding ages has sometimes questioned whether he had any title to either name, and especially to the latter." And that was good enough for me! (Photos to be loaded on July 19th.) TFTC!
The three busts in the picture are, from left to right, Euripides, Sophocles, (GPS in between) and Aeschylus, the three greatest ancieng Greek playwrights. They all lived in the 5th century BC (the Golden Age of Pericles). The plays they wrote are all in verse so they are considered great poets. In fact, perhaps I should log this find 3 times, each for every poet? No? Oh well
These busts are outside the National Garden in downtown Athens, Greece.
These busts are outside the National Garden in downtown Athens, Greece.
James Whitcomb Riley Birthplace. Greenfield, IN. James Whitcomb Riley, born Oct. 7, 1849, died July 22, 1916. Famous for his "Hoosier Dialect", and often called "The Peoples Laureate", as well as "The Children's Poet". His most famous poems are "Little Orphant Annie," "The Raggedy Man," "When the Frost Is On the Punkin," and "The Runaway Boy."
Here is the birthplace of John Greenleaf Whittier. There is a tour here and the whole bit. The museum was closed this day. This is in Haverhill, Massachusetts.
Whittier was once considered a national treasure; his birthday was a holiday in many states, and his verse memorized by schoolchildren.
Whittier's poetry is out of fashion today, but many of his poems on Quaker themes can still be read with pleasure and value, especially by Friends or those interested in Quaker faith and history. Here are a list of some of his poems.
http://www.kimopress.com/whittier.htm
Whittier was once considered a national treasure; his birthday was a holiday in many states, and his verse memorized by schoolchildren.
Whittier's poetry is out of fashion today, but many of his poems on Quaker themes can still be read with pleasure and value, especially by Friends or those interested in Quaker faith and history. Here are a list of some of his poems.
http://www.kimopress.com/whittier.htm
Monument en mémoire d'un des plus grand poète du Québec Félix Leclerc. Ce monument est situé àLa Tuque (Québec, Canada). Il y a aussi un sentier historique en son honheur dans la ville. Pour plus d'information sur Flélix: http://www.comnet.ca/~rg/felix.htm
On Friday, April 08, 2005 Dunscott posted a find for William Blake as being buried in St Pauls in London
http://www.geocaching.com/seek/log.aspx?LUID=7d43710e-96f7-41b5-a1b2-4f7f9afadac5
However he is not, William Blake is buried in Bunhill Fields to the north of the City
Blake is rememberd for his poem Jerusalem
however the English writer, Peter Marshall, in William Blake: Visionary Anarchist (1988), described Blake as:
"a revolutionary anarchist, looking back to the gnostic heresies of the Middle Ages and anticipating modern anarchism and social ecology. With William Godwin, he stands as a great forerunner of British Anarchism".
http://www.geocaching.com/seek/log.aspx?LUID=7d43710e-96f7-41b5-a1b2-4f7f9afadac5
However he is not, William Blake is buried in Bunhill Fields to the north of the City
Blake is rememberd for his poem Jerusalem
however the English writer, Peter Marshall, in William Blake: Visionary Anarchist (1988), described Blake as:
"a revolutionary anarchist, looking back to the gnostic heresies of the Middle Ages and anticipating modern anarchism and social ecology. With William Godwin, he stands as a great forerunner of British Anarchism".
The grave of danish poet J. P. Jacobsen
J. P. Jacobsen
During his lifetime (1847-85), J.P. Jacobsen published three books: the novels Fru Marie Grubbe (Mrs Marie Grubbe 1876 ) and Niels Lyhne (Niels Lyhne 1880), and a book of short stories Mogens og andre Noveller (Mogens and Other Stories 1882). Further titles in this select canon, the arabesques and his other lyric poetry, were published posthumously. The melancholic anti-hero Niels Lyhne and the self-willed Marie Grubbe are only ostensibly historical novels which debate specific issues. They are not naturalist schematic novels, but sophisticated studies in the disparity between longing and fate, based on equal parts modern psychology, natural science and ontology. Desire, death, insanity and the relentless regularities of nature are recurrent themes. In both the novels and short stories the main characters are portrayed in sketches and fragmented sequences. All of Jacobsen´s works break stylistically and thematically with the prevalent conventions of genre. They are all written in a complex style, which alternates between exquisite, detailed and richly varied descriptions, often with impressionist effect, and short, matter-of-fact passages, frequently a kind of summing-up. The narrator´s comments break into the ongoing text. The writing is disconnected and visibly fragmented. The texts appear as compositions of set-pieces rather than organic unities. A red cable has not been anxiously drawn through every single character´s stages and phases, as Jacobsen himself observed in a letter. This is the determining factor in giving his work the distinct quality of being a pioneering genre. The style and manner of composition are an important aspect of Jacobsen´s modern poetics. He foreshadows modernism by, inter alia, letting language function as its own artistic implement and by manifesting a loss of any confidently grounded world view. The germane world view which colours Jacobsen´s writing draws on existential consequences of insights gleaned by the natural sciences which transgress his contemporary deterministic Darwinism in intuitive (morphologic) anticipation of scientific cognition, topical at the time (for example, turn-of-the-century quantum theories and later neo-Darwinism´s bias towards discontinuity and monstrosity). These insights are reflected in the themes mentioned, variable pitch of styles, complex (discontinuous) systems of composition and nihilistic delineation of character.
From www.litteraturnet.dk
J. P. Jacobsen
During his lifetime (1847-85), J.P. Jacobsen published three books: the novels Fru Marie Grubbe (Mrs Marie Grubbe 1876 ) and Niels Lyhne (Niels Lyhne 1880), and a book of short stories Mogens og andre Noveller (Mogens and Other Stories 1882). Further titles in this select canon, the arabesques and his other lyric poetry, were published posthumously. The melancholic anti-hero Niels Lyhne and the self-willed Marie Grubbe are only ostensibly historical novels which debate specific issues. They are not naturalist schematic novels, but sophisticated studies in the disparity between longing and fate, based on equal parts modern psychology, natural science and ontology. Desire, death, insanity and the relentless regularities of nature are recurrent themes. In both the novels and short stories the main characters are portrayed in sketches and fragmented sequences. All of Jacobsen´s works break stylistically and thematically with the prevalent conventions of genre. They are all written in a complex style, which alternates between exquisite, detailed and richly varied descriptions, often with impressionist effect, and short, matter-of-fact passages, frequently a kind of summing-up. The narrator´s comments break into the ongoing text. The writing is disconnected and visibly fragmented. The texts appear as compositions of set-pieces rather than organic unities. A red cable has not been anxiously drawn through every single character´s stages and phases, as Jacobsen himself observed in a letter. This is the determining factor in giving his work the distinct quality of being a pioneering genre. The style and manner of composition are an important aspect of Jacobsen´s modern poetics. He foreshadows modernism by, inter alia, letting language function as its own artistic implement and by manifesting a loss of any confidently grounded world view. The germane world view which colours Jacobsen´s writing draws on existential consequences of insights gleaned by the natural sciences which transgress his contemporary deterministic Darwinism in intuitive (morphologic) anticipation of scientific cognition, topical at the time (for example, turn-of-the-century quantum theories and later neo-Darwinism´s bias towards discontinuity and monstrosity). These insights are reflected in the themes mentioned, variable pitch of styles, complex (discontinuous) systems of composition and nihilistic delineation of character.
From www.litteraturnet.dk
A joint momument to Danish poets Johan Herman Wessel (1742-1785) and Johannes Ewald (1743-1781). This particular log concerns Wessel, so somebody else can log a find for Ewald if they can find another momument for him.
Johan Herman Wessel (October 6, 1742 - December 29, 1785) was a major name in Norwegian and Danish literature. Some of his satirical works and poems are still popular. His major work is the play "Kierlighed Uden Strømper" a title that would translate to "love without socks". Allegedly he wrote the following about himself:
"Han syntes skabt til bagateller
Og noget stort han blev ej heller"
approximately:
"He seemed made for trifles
And he didn't make it big, either"
This particular momument is located right in the middle of Copenhagen, right next to one of the citys most charming tourist attactions "Rundetaarn", the Round Tower. Don't miss it when you are here!
Johan Herman Wessel (October 6, 1742 - December 29, 1785) was a major name in Norwegian and Danish literature. Some of his satirical works and poems are still popular. His major work is the play "Kierlighed Uden Strømper" a title that would translate to "love without socks". Allegedly he wrote the following about himself:
"Han syntes skabt til bagateller
Og noget stort han blev ej heller"
approximately:
"He seemed made for trifles
And he didn't make it big, either"
This particular momument is located right in the middle of Copenhagen, right next to one of the citys most charming tourist attactions "Rundetaarn", the Round Tower. Don't miss it when you are here!
This Shakespeare Memorial Garden on the campus of Purdue North Central in Westville, Indiana was a pleasant surprise. It is the lovechild of a pair of professors at the school. Scatteed about are "flowery" quotes from the Bard. I hope you enjoy the pics! TFTC
Quintessential Oz balladeer..."Banjo" Paterson. His most famous poem ...probably the unofficial anthem of Australia... "Waltzing Matilda".
Found this plaque on the Sydney waterfront. Had already visited a site earlier dedicated to "Banjo" in Yass, New South Wales (site of coords). We'd been hoping to place a Virtual Cache here but unfortunately geocaching rules have changed... so we changed too.
Found this plaque on the Sydney waterfront. Had already visited a site earlier dedicated to "Banjo" in Yass, New South Wales (site of coords). We'd been hoping to place a Virtual Cache here but unfortunately geocaching rules have changed... so we changed too.
Found this grave memorial with this touching poem for a child that died as a fugitive slave orphan. This area of Oberlin Ohio was a critical underground railroad site to for slaves to Canada.
This memorial commemorates the famous Japanese poet Matsuo Basho who elevated haiku in his travel diaries and anthologies. Basho visited Nagoya in the winter of 1684 and summoned his disciples to compose a haiku sequence inspired by the season, published as "Winter Days" (Fuyu no Hi). This was the first appearance of "Shofu" style of Haiku.
G.S. Sharat Chandra - Mt. Moriah Cemetary - Kansas City, Missouri
Chandra was one of the most honored poets of his generation. His 1993 book Family of Mirrors was nominated for the Pulitzer Prize in poetry. He had traveled the world, giving readings in settings as prestigious as Oxford University and the Library of Congress.
This is one of his poems:
Brother
Last night I arrived
a few minutes
before the storm,
on the lake the waves slow,
a gray froth cresting.
Again and again the computer voice said
you were disconnected
while the wind rattled
the motel sign outside my room
to gather
its nightlong arctic howl,
like an orphan moaning in sleep
for words in the ceaseless
pelting of sleet,
the night falling
to hold a truce with the dark
In the Botticellian stillness
of a clear dawn I drove
by the backroads to your house,
autumn leaves like a school of yellow tails
hitting the windshield
in a ceremony of bloodletting.
Your doorbell rang hollow,
I peered through the glass door,
for a moment I thought
my reflection was you
on the otherside,
staring back,
holding hands to my face.
It was only the blurred hold of memory
escaping through a field of glass.
Under the juniper bush
you planted when your wife died,
I found the discarded sale sign, and looked for a window
where you'd prove me wrong
signaling to say
it was all a bad joke.
As I head back, I see the new
owners, pale behind car windows
driving to your house,
You're gone who knows where,
sliced into small portions
in the aisles of dust and memory.
-- G.S. Sharat Chandra
Chandra was one of the most honored poets of his generation. His 1993 book Family of Mirrors was nominated for the Pulitzer Prize in poetry. He had traveled the world, giving readings in settings as prestigious as Oxford University and the Library of Congress.
This is one of his poems:
Brother
Last night I arrived
a few minutes
before the storm,
on the lake the waves slow,
a gray froth cresting.
Again and again the computer voice said
you were disconnected
while the wind rattled
the motel sign outside my room
to gather
its nightlong arctic howl,
like an orphan moaning in sleep
for words in the ceaseless
pelting of sleet,
the night falling
to hold a truce with the dark
In the Botticellian stillness
of a clear dawn I drove
by the backroads to your house,
autumn leaves like a school of yellow tails
hitting the windshield
in a ceremony of bloodletting.
Your doorbell rang hollow,
I peered through the glass door,
for a moment I thought
my reflection was you
on the otherside,
staring back,
holding hands to my face.
It was only the blurred hold of memory
escaping through a field of glass.
Under the juniper bush
you planted when your wife died,
I found the discarded sale sign, and looked for a window
where you'd prove me wrong
signaling to say
it was all a bad joke.
As I head back, I see the new
owners, pale behind car windows
driving to your house,
You're gone who knows where,
sliced into small portions
in the aisles of dust and memory.
-- G.S. Sharat Chandra
Guido Gezelle, Flanders greatest poet rests here on the city graveyard of Bruges.
Gezelle was a catholic priest.
Gezelle was a catholic priest.
This is the grave of Robert Newton Calvert,well known as Poet,Composer & Hawkwind.One of his well known songs was Silver Machine.He is buried in Minster cemetery located on the outskirts of Margate in Kent.
Samuel Friedrich Sauter lived from 1766 until 1846. He was born in Flehingen which is a small village in Southern Germany approx. 50 km off Heidelberg. Sauter was a popular poet who wrote a great many of poems. His best poem „Der Wachtelschlag“ was set to music by Ludwig van Beethoven.
Memorial located in the city of Coimbra, Portugal, to honour the renowned Portuguese writer Miguel Torga, pseudonym of Adolfo Rocha.
The inscription reads «Miguel Torga, 1907-1995, Poet and Doctor, which for over half a century practiced on this building.»
Poet, writer, novelist, playwright, diarist and essayist, winner of the Prémio Camões, according to some, Torga is the «reincarnation of the classic mythical poet - the poet who lives in intimacy with elemental forces (earth, sun, wind and water) and celebrates them in his song.»
The inscription reads «Miguel Torga, 1907-1995, Poet and Doctor, which for over half a century practiced on this building.»
Poet, writer, novelist, playwright, diarist and essayist, winner of the Prémio Camões, according to some, Torga is the «reincarnation of the classic mythical poet - the poet who lives in intimacy with elemental forces (earth, sun, wind and water) and celebrates them in his song.»
John Charles McNeill (1874 - 1907) is considered one of the foremost literary figures of NC and was hailed for many years by popular acclaim as NC's unofficial poet laureate. In 1905 he was the first winner of the Patterson Cup for literary excellence in NC. Some of his books include: Lyrics from Cotton Land, Possums and Persimmons, and Songs, Merry and Sad. He is buried in Spring Hill Cemetery in Wagram, NC near where he was raised.
Samo Chalupka, Bratislava, Slovakia
Slovak romantic poetry of the early 19th cent. is represented by the satirical writings of Samo Chalupka 1812-83, Samo studied at the Evangelical Lutheran Lyceum of Bratislava, and also in Vienna. He studied theology and philosophy. He was the oldest member of the LudovÃÂt Ã…Â túr generation of the Slovak national revival. He was one of the founders and active members of the Czech-Slovak Association. His best poem: Mor ho! (approx. Crush him!)
Mor ho!
Zleteli orly z Tatry, tiahnu na podolia,
ponad vysoké hory, ponad rovné polia;
preleteli cez Dunaj, cez tú Å¡ÃÂru vodu,
sadli tam za pomedzÃÂm slovenského rodu.
DunàDunaj a luna za lunou sa valÃÂ:
nad nÃÂm svieti pevný hrad na vysokom bralÃÂ.
Pod tým hradom Riman-cár zastal si táborom:
belia sa rady šiatrov dalekým priestorom.
... continue http://www.klasici.sk/klasici/chalupka_samo-mor_ho.html
Slovak romantic poetry of the early 19th cent. is represented by the satirical writings of Samo Chalupka 1812-83, Samo studied at the Evangelical Lutheran Lyceum of Bratislava, and also in Vienna. He studied theology and philosophy. He was the oldest member of the LudovÃÂt Ã…Â túr generation of the Slovak national revival. He was one of the founders and active members of the Czech-Slovak Association. His best poem: Mor ho! (approx. Crush him!)
Mor ho!
Zleteli orly z Tatry, tiahnu na podolia,
ponad vysoké hory, ponad rovné polia;
preleteli cez Dunaj, cez tú Å¡ÃÂru vodu,
sadli tam za pomedzÃÂm slovenského rodu.
DunàDunaj a luna za lunou sa valÃÂ:
nad nÃÂm svieti pevný hrad na vysokom bralÃÂ.
Pod tým hradom Riman-cár zastal si táborom:
belia sa rady šiatrov dalekým priestorom.
... continue http://www.klasici.sk/klasici/chalupka_samo-mor_ho.html
V.Hugo Vianden(Luxembourg)
Victor Hugo,the famous French poet, came four times to Vianden. In August 1862 on a journey through the Ardennes, Hugo was delighted by the imposing scenery of Vianden. He returned to Vianden in 1863 and was warmly welcomed by the local philharmonic society. After a short stay in 1865, Hugo, having been expelled from Belgium on 30th May 1871, found a refuge at Vianden. While his family and attendants put up at the Hotel Koch - an inn rather than a hotel- V. Hugo took up his residence on the first floor of the neighbouring house, next to the bridge. Here the poet wrote part of the "Annee Terrible". From his window he saw the majestic outline of the castle and he watched the busy activity of Vianden's inhabitants. "Vianden, he wrote, embedded in a splendid landscape, will be visited one day by tourists from the whole of Europe, attracted both by its sinister but magnificent ruin and by its cheerful and happy people."
V. Hugo's house at the bridge was arranged into the Victor Hugo Museum in 1935 "restore 2002". Manuscript letters of the poet's, his furniture and personal documents as well as reproductions of his drawings sketched during his stay are shown. Rodin's famous bust of v. Hugo, a present of the French Senate, stands on the breastwork of the bridge.
Victor Hugo,the famous French poet, came four times to Vianden. In August 1862 on a journey through the Ardennes, Hugo was delighted by the imposing scenery of Vianden. He returned to Vianden in 1863 and was warmly welcomed by the local philharmonic society. After a short stay in 1865, Hugo, having been expelled from Belgium on 30th May 1871, found a refuge at Vianden. While his family and attendants put up at the Hotel Koch - an inn rather than a hotel- V. Hugo took up his residence on the first floor of the neighbouring house, next to the bridge. Here the poet wrote part of the "Annee Terrible". From his window he saw the majestic outline of the castle and he watched the busy activity of Vianden's inhabitants. "Vianden, he wrote, embedded in a splendid landscape, will be visited one day by tourists from the whole of Europe, attracted both by its sinister but magnificent ruin and by its cheerful and happy people."
V. Hugo's house at the bridge was arranged into the Victor Hugo Museum in 1935 "restore 2002". Manuscript letters of the poet's, his furniture and personal documents as well as reproductions of his drawings sketched during his stay are shown. Rodin's famous bust of v. Hugo, a present of the French Senate, stands on the breastwork of the bridge.
City, Country: Bratislava, Slovakia
Poet: Janko Kral (24. 4. 1822 Liptovský sv. Mikuláš, + 23. 5. 1876 Zlaté Moravce) - slovak national poet and campagnier for our freedom
Monument is placed in Park of Janko Kral near river Danube in Bratislava, where he was living and composing for a six year. Romantic and fighting-for-freedom poet.
Sample of poem "Slovo" against chauvinism:
„Chorvát, Madar naši brati,
nech má každý co mu patrÃÂ,
nadvláda len právo hanà-
vÅ¡etci sme rovnaký pániâ€Â
Poet: Janko Kral (24. 4. 1822 Liptovský sv. Mikuláš, + 23. 5. 1876 Zlaté Moravce) - slovak national poet and campagnier for our freedom
Monument is placed in Park of Janko Kral near river Danube in Bratislava, where he was living and composing for a six year. Romantic and fighting-for-freedom poet.
Sample of poem "Slovo" against chauvinism:
„Chorvát, Madar naši brati,
nech má každý co mu patrÃÂ,
nadvláda len právo hanà-
vÅ¡etci sme rovnaký pániâ€Â
Well I think you have already justified this one for me. I thought you would be interested in another memorial to D Mackellar that is located at Circular Quay in Sydney.
This statue of Ebenezer Elliott which can be found in Weston Park, Sheffield, South Yorkshire, England.
Ebenezer Elliott was a poet and corn-law rhymer. The statue is allegedly seated on a rock in one of the spots described in his poems. He was such an important figure in Sheffield that the people of Sheffield raised the £600 commission fee for the statue in 1854! More information on Ebenezer Elliott can be found by using the following link:
http://www.tilthammer.com/bio/elliott.html
Thanks
Chris, Mick and Eva
Ebenezer Elliott was a poet and corn-law rhymer. The statue is allegedly seated on a rock in one of the spots described in his poems. He was such an important figure in Sheffield that the people of Sheffield raised the £600 commission fee for the statue in 1854! More information on Ebenezer Elliott can be found by using the following link:
http://www.tilthammer.com/bio/elliott.html
Thanks
Chris, Mick and Eva
Researched this one and found the gravesite of one of the best Black poets in the the USA. She was an Illinois Poet Laureate. She was known as Gwendoyln Brooks. Her married name was Bradley. I went to Lincoln Cemetery in Chicago, Illinois to visit her grave. Brooks graduated from Wilson Junior College, then married poet Henry Lowington Blakely, Jr., writer for Wilson Press and father of their children, Henry and Nora. There is something special being done for her by her daughter with her headstone, so it is missing right now, but she’s buried next to her husband. I took a picture of his gravestone. I'm attaching the link regarding her accomplishements - http://www.cliffsnotes.com/WileyCDA/LitNote/id-11,pageNum-74.html. Thanks for the cache. I learned a lot about this great poet and also about cemeteries.
Another Memorial of Schiller. Found this one near Blaubeuren, South-Germany. The Point is called *Schillerstein*. You will have a wonderfull view over the valley .
Regards from Germany
Schnuffel & Spürnase
Regards from Germany
Schnuffel & Spürnase
Shipley Windmill is in a small Village called Shipley West Sussex. England.
The famous writer and poet Hillaire Belloc owned the mill until his death in 1953. He lived in the ajoining cottage Kings Land with his wife Elodie, they moved there when they fell in love with it in 1906. Belloc wrote childrens publications such as 'The Bad Book of Beasts' and 'Cautionary tales for Children' and 'Rhymes for Children' but he particularly loved writing poetry and he was abidingly successful as a comic poet.He wrtoe over 150 prose works. Other works included ' Path to Rome', 'Tales of Sussex'and 'The Four Men'. Today Bellocs grandson occupy's his home and the Windmill has a plaque above the door in memory of Belloc. The Windmill has been lovingly restored in his memory, where he wrote many of his works and fulfiled his last days.
The famous writer and poet Hillaire Belloc owned the mill until his death in 1953. He lived in the ajoining cottage Kings Land with his wife Elodie, they moved there when they fell in love with it in 1906. Belloc wrote childrens publications such as 'The Bad Book of Beasts' and 'Cautionary tales for Children' and 'Rhymes for Children' but he particularly loved writing poetry and he was abidingly successful as a comic poet.He wrtoe over 150 prose works. Other works included ' Path to Rome', 'Tales of Sussex'and 'The Four Men'. Today Bellocs grandson occupy's his home and the Windmill has a plaque above the door in memory of Belloc. The Windmill has been lovingly restored in his memory, where he wrote many of his works and fulfiled his last days.
German famous poet Friedrich Schiller was only 46 years old as he died. 2005 we have a "Year of Schiller", because of his dead in 1805 - now 200 years ago.
This statue - without Schiller, but with his name - I found in Ludwigsburg, South Germany. It´s called "Schiller - Bank / Console" and contents some verses of Friedrich Schiller.
Greetings from Germany,
team edelstein
Ottomar & Elisabeth
This statue - without Schiller, but with his name - I found in Ludwigsburg, South Germany. It´s called "Schiller - Bank / Console" and contents some verses of Friedrich Schiller.
Greetings from Germany,
team edelstein
Ottomar & Elisabeth
This statue is of John Wesley. It is located behind St. Paul's Cathedral in London, England.
John Wesley wrote at least 30 poems that become well-known and popular church hymns, such as:
O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing
Come, Sinners, to the Gospel Feast
All That Pass By, to Jesus Draw Near
Ho! Everyone That Thirsts, Draw Nigh
Sinners, Obey the Gospel-Word!
Thy Faithfulness, Lord
Sinners, Turn, Why Will Ye Die?
Let the Beasts Their Breath Resign
What Could Your Redeemer Do
Ye Thirsty For God, to Jesus Give Ear
God, the Offended God Most High
Come, Ye That Love the Lord
The Wesley statue is in the North West corner of the churchyard. It was erected 1988, and is a bronze cast of Manning’s early 19th century marble statue at Methodist Central Hall, Westminster. Wesley worshipped in the Chancel on the Wednesday 24, Thursday 25 and Friday 26 of May, Whit Week, 1738.
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John Wesley wrote at least 30 poems that become well-known and popular church hymns, such as:
O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing
Come, Sinners, to the Gospel Feast
All That Pass By, to Jesus Draw Near
Ho! Everyone That Thirsts, Draw Nigh
Sinners, Obey the Gospel-Word!
Thy Faithfulness, Lord
Sinners, Turn, Why Will Ye Die?
Let the Beasts Their Breath Resign
What Could Your Redeemer Do
Ye Thirsty For God, to Jesus Give Ear
God, the Offended God Most High
Come, Ye That Love the Lord
The Wesley statue is in the North West corner of the churchyard. It was erected 1988, and is a bronze cast of Manning’s early 19th century marble statue at Methodist Central Hall, Westminster. Wesley worshipped in the Chancel on the Wednesday 24, Thursday 25 and Friday 26 of May, Whit Week, 1738.
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This is the statue of Jose Regio. This is the most important poet from Vila do Conde, a city in the north of Portugal. He was born in 17-Sep-1901 and dead in 22-Dec-1969. He write many books alone and with other writers. Also in many newspapers. He was one founder of "Presenca" one of the most important magazines in the 30's and 40's.
This photo shows the Jose Regio's Statue in Vila do Conde located in the square with his name.
This photo shows the Jose Regio's Statue in Vila do Conde located in the square with his name.
This is the Heinrich-Heine-Memorial in Düsseldorf. Heine is claimed to be a son of our hometown, while some other cities do as well (he travelled quite a lot). More background information can be found here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heinrich_Heine
One of his most famous poetry every German knows is "Nachtgedanken": http://www.derweg.org/personen/werke/heineged.html
One of his most famous poetry every German knows is "Nachtgedanken": http://www.derweg.org/personen/werke/heineged.html
N 42° 00.673 W 096° 34.650
THe private study of John G. Neihardt. Poet Laureaute of the State of Nebraska.
Here is the grave of Jack Kerouac, reluctant spokesman for the Beat Movement of the 1950's, buried in Lowell, Massachusetts. He coined the term "Beat Generation" and wrote many novels and poetry throughout the '40's, '50's and '60's. His most famous work was "On the Road" published in 1957, and is still a testament to the counter-culture of today.
Chile
8th region
Talcahuano
This monument is to honor two very famous poets of Chile (and of course in the whole world)
PABLO NERUDA and GABRIELA MISTRAL
Both poets won the nobel price of literature: Gabriela Mistral in 1945 and Neruda in 1971. There are no many countries in the world with two nobelprice winners of literature....
The monument is located near the road Talcahuano - Concepción
8th region
Talcahuano
This monument is to honor two very famous poets of Chile (and of course in the whole world)
PABLO NERUDA and GABRIELA MISTRAL
Both poets won the nobel price of literature: Gabriela Mistral in 1945 and Neruda in 1971. There are no many countries in the world with two nobelprice winners of literature....
The monument is located near the road Talcahuano - Concepción
#73
Many members of the Krupp family were born, lived, worked and died in Essen. Therefore you can find a lot of monuments on the "Meisenburg Friedhof" in Essen (Ruhr-Area, Germany).
The best known member of the family is probably Alfried Krupp von Bohlen und Halbach. He was born in 1907 and died in 1967.
For more information visit e.g.: http://reference.allrefer.com/encyclopedia/K/Krupp.html
Greetings from Germany & CU @ the World Cup 2006
The Wild Cards
Many members of the Krupp family were born, lived, worked and died in Essen. Therefore you can find a lot of monuments on the "Meisenburg Friedhof" in Essen (Ruhr-Area, Germany).
The best known member of the family is probably Alfried Krupp von Bohlen und Halbach. He was born in 1907 and died in 1967.
For more information visit e.g.: http://reference.allrefer.com/encyclopedia/K/Krupp.html
Greetings from Germany & CU @ the World Cup 2006
The Wild Cards
famous world war one poet who died during that war.
he was born in oswestry and this memorial is in the grounds of shrewsbury abbey.
he was born in oswestry and this memorial is in the grounds of shrewsbury abbey.
Ina Donna Coolbrith was California's first poet laureate, given the title "The Loved Laurel Crowned Poet of California," by the state legislature in 1919. She was born in 1841 and came to California at the age of ten. After a bad marriage, she moved to San Francisco when she was 20 and reinvented herself. She published numerous works of poetry and was a friend and mentor to three generations of writers and artists, including Bret Harte, Mark Twain, Isadora Duncan, and Jack London. Although she achieved world acclaim, Coolbrith is perhaps equally famous for something she didn't write after the San Francisco earthquake and the fire of 1906 burned all of her notes for a history of literary California. She died in 1928. This plaque is found in a park dedicated to her owner on Russian Hill in San Francisco. A separate plaque by the Coolbrith society designates part of the park as a "Poet's Corner."
N 40° 12.302 W 008° 25.629
FLORBELA de Alma Conceição ESPANCA was born in Vila Viçosa (a small town in south Portugal) in 1894 and die in Matosinhos (in the north of Portugal) in 1930.
In 1917 she published the first poems.
Having married several times, she have always been unhappy, and she becomes drugs adict.
Florbela was a fragil person, and she suffer of several diseases and fobies.
The monument, located in Coimbra, is a memorial to Florbela's simple personality.
I found a monument to a poet that tell´s me a lot. We have the same first name - Miguel (Michael) - and we both study in the same city: Coimbra (Portugal).
It´s a classic poet but very easy to read. In Portugal we read the books of Miguel Torga very soon at the school, like "Os Bichos" (1940) or "Os Novos Contos da Montanha (1944).
Miguel Torga is the literary name of Adolfo Correia Rocha, born in August 12 in the 1907 year; he was born in a litlle vilage named S. Martinho da Anta, district of Vila Real, Portugal.
He graduate in Medicine in 1933 by the University of Coimbra (the city of the students).
He starts a diary in 1932 until 1994 (16 Vol.) and in 1960 he was a Nobel Candidate. He´s name was advanced by a Teacher of the University of Montpelier who teach a few years in Portugal.
He died in 1955 at January 17, in the city of Coimbra.
In my memory he still alive...
It´s a classic poet but very easy to read. In Portugal we read the books of Miguel Torga very soon at the school, like "Os Bichos" (1940) or "Os Novos Contos da Montanha (1944).
Miguel Torga is the literary name of Adolfo Correia Rocha, born in August 12 in the 1907 year; he was born in a litlle vilage named S. Martinho da Anta, district of Vila Real, Portugal.
He graduate in Medicine in 1933 by the University of Coimbra (the city of the students).
He starts a diary in 1932 until 1994 (16 Vol.) and in 1960 he was a Nobel Candidate. He´s name was advanced by a Teacher of the University of Montpelier who teach a few years in Portugal.
He died in 1955 at January 17, in the city of Coimbra.
In my memory he still alive...
Was on an afternoon caching adventure and passed by the Frankfort Cemetery in Frankfort, Kentucky--burial place of Daniel Boone and other notable pioneers. Also there is the gravel of Timothy O'Hara, who wrote the poem, "Bivouac of the Dead," which is inscribed, at least in part, on placards across Arlington National Cemetery. See http://www.arlingtoncemetery.net/bivouac.htm for the full text of the poem and the history surrounding it. Very interesting story, and a moving poem.
Found Algernon Charles Swinburne's grave whilst on a visit to the Isle of Wight. He is buried in Bonchurch New Church.
He was a very contraversial poet as in his younger years he wrote death wish and anti christian poetry.
As he got older his poetry was devoted to politics and philosophy. He wrote many poems some of which were The Leper, A Ballad of Death and St. Dorothy.
He grew up in Bonchurch, but lived some of his life in Putney, only to come back to Bonchurch to be buried. He was born April 5th 1837 - died April 10th 1909.
Thanks for setting this interesting cache.
The Coastway Cruisers
He was a very contraversial poet as in his younger years he wrote death wish and anti christian poetry.
As he got older his poetry was devoted to politics and philosophy. He wrote many poems some of which were The Leper, A Ballad of Death and St. Dorothy.
He grew up in Bonchurch, but lived some of his life in Putney, only to come back to Bonchurch to be buried. He was born April 5th 1837 - died April 10th 1909.
Thanks for setting this interesting cache.
The Coastway Cruisers
Today we found the grave of the german poet Gottfried Kinkel on the Kreuzberg-cementery in Bonn (Germany)!
Greetings from Germany!
Roland
Greetings from Germany!
Roland
Lucy Maud Montgomery is known and loved the world over for her novel, Anne of Green Gables and is tied in spirit and heart to her native Prince Edward Island, Canada. What is less well known is that as the wife of a minister she also lived in other places around Canada - specifically in Norval Ontario from 1926 to 1935. The town has built a memorial garden as a tribute to her. The plaque is located in the garden.
She is also less well known for her poetry, but she wrote and published many poems.
Maud Montgomery was well aware that greatness as a poet was beyond her reach, but her verses were capable of putting into words what ordinary people felt and often could not explain. They express the sense of awe and delight arising from the simple human experiences of all that is lovely in the world. "I've written one real poem out of my heart," she confided to a friend in a week when she had sent off several verses she knew to be pot-boilers. But even these held a small kernel of thought, of appreciation, of gratitude for the gift of natural beauty.
She is also less well known for her poetry, but she wrote and published many poems.
Maud Montgomery was well aware that greatness as a poet was beyond her reach, but her verses were capable of putting into words what ordinary people felt and often could not explain. They express the sense of awe and delight arising from the simple human experiences of all that is lovely in the world. "I've written one real poem out of my heart," she confided to a friend in a week when she had sent off several verses she knew to be pot-boilers. But even these held a small kernel of thought, of appreciation, of gratitude for the gift of natural beauty.
Hart Crane Memorial Park is located in Cleveland, Ohio adjacent to the Cuyahoga River and one of the many lift bridges in the area. A fitting location as his best known piece is titled "The Bridge". The sculpture in the park evokes the water as well as the gritiness of the inner-city - it's industrial yet "flows".
We recently placed a cache here without even realizing that the location could be used for a locationless (Mom and Pop Art - (http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=3f0f5f53-a2b3-49ac-a1d6-d0ffc1605653 Waypoint GCND8N)
A brief biography cribbed online from http://www.ohiocenterforthebook.org/OhioAuthors.aspx?id=161&mode=detail®ion=none
Harold Hart Crane, regarded as one of the greatest American poets of the 20th century, was born in Garrettsville, Ohio, on July 21, 1899. His father, a successful candy and syrup manufacturer, later moved the family to Warren before sending his son to live with his maternal grandmother in Cleveland. Crane, formerly raised in an unhappy and dysfunctional home due to his parents' inability to get along, immersed himself in the books available at his grandmother's house. It was there, at the age of ten, that he marveled at his grandmother's collection of books and told his Aunt Alice, "I'm going to be a poet." Though his high school education was never officially completed, Crane did attend East High School, then a premier high school in Cleveland, where he studied the "Classical" program of English literature and composition, mathematics, and languages. At the age of 17, Crane moved to New York City, the first of many times he would move between Ohio and New York working various odd jobs in both locations and learning the art of writing poetry. For instance, in New York City, Crane sold advertisements for the avant-garde literary journal Little Review, which published poets such as T.S. Eliot and W.B. Yeats and had Ezra Pound as its foreign editor. In Cleveland, he worked as a reporter for the Cleveland Plain Dealer and had a friend in Norwegian immigrant and frustrated artist Ernest Nelson, whose experience with grief was his inspiration for the poem "Praises for an Urn". Crane's poetry, an attempt to unite the style of modernism with the spirit of American romanticism as seen in Whitman and Emerson, was published in two volumes while he was alive. White Buildings (1926) contains, among others, the poems "My Grandmother's Love Letters" and "Garden Abstract". The Bridge (1930) consists of the title poem--an epic series of closely related long poems inspired by the Brooklyn Bridge and celebrating life in America. Crane was awarded a Guggenheim Fellowship in 1931, which he used to travel to Mexico to research and write an epic poem about the Aztec civilization. Not much was accomplished, however, and Crane, reportedly ravaged by alcohol and returning to an America in the midst of the Great Depression, jumped off his return ship to his death on April 27, 1932.
Awards
Helen Waire Levinson Prize, 1930; Guggenheim fellow, 1931-32.
We recently placed a cache here without even realizing that the location could be used for a locationless (Mom and Pop Art - (http://www.geocaching.com/seek/cache_details.aspx?guid=3f0f5f53-a2b3-49ac-a1d6-d0ffc1605653 Waypoint GCND8N)
A brief biography cribbed online from http://www.ohiocenterforthebook.org/OhioAuthors.aspx?id=161&mode=detail®ion=none
Harold Hart Crane, regarded as one of the greatest American poets of the 20th century, was born in Garrettsville, Ohio, on July 21, 1899. His father, a successful candy and syrup manufacturer, later moved the family to Warren before sending his son to live with his maternal grandmother in Cleveland. Crane, formerly raised in an unhappy and dysfunctional home due to his parents' inability to get along, immersed himself in the books available at his grandmother's house. It was there, at the age of ten, that he marveled at his grandmother's collection of books and told his Aunt Alice, "I'm going to be a poet." Though his high school education was never officially completed, Crane did attend East High School, then a premier high school in Cleveland, where he studied the "Classical" program of English literature and composition, mathematics, and languages. At the age of 17, Crane moved to New York City, the first of many times he would move between Ohio and New York working various odd jobs in both locations and learning the art of writing poetry. For instance, in New York City, Crane sold advertisements for the avant-garde literary journal Little Review, which published poets such as T.S. Eliot and W.B. Yeats and had Ezra Pound as its foreign editor. In Cleveland, he worked as a reporter for the Cleveland Plain Dealer and had a friend in Norwegian immigrant and frustrated artist Ernest Nelson, whose experience with grief was his inspiration for the poem "Praises for an Urn". Crane's poetry, an attempt to unite the style of modernism with the spirit of American romanticism as seen in Whitman and Emerson, was published in two volumes while he was alive. White Buildings (1926) contains, among others, the poems "My Grandmother's Love Letters" and "Garden Abstract". The Bridge (1930) consists of the title poem--an epic series of closely related long poems inspired by the Brooklyn Bridge and celebrating life in America. Crane was awarded a Guggenheim Fellowship in 1931, which he used to travel to Mexico to research and write an epic poem about the Aztec civilization. Not much was accomplished, however, and Crane, reportedly ravaged by alcohol and returning to an America in the midst of the Great Depression, jumped off his return ship to his death on April 27, 1932.
Awards
Helen Waire Levinson Prize, 1930; Guggenheim fellow, 1931-32.
This is the monument for Bo Zetterlind in Strängnäs Sweden, he wrote a lot of interesting things, one part freely translated by me:
Freedom is the most beautiful thing, that could be searched for the world around.
/Johan
Freedom is the most beautiful thing, that could be searched for the world around.
/Johan
Oscar Wilde
The above location is for a walk created as a memorial to Oscar Wilde in Reading, UK.
The walk is situated right outside the walls of Reading Gaol, now a young offenders institute.
The witty poet and playwright was imprisoned for 2 years, firstly in Wandsworth, and later in Reading Gaol for homosexuality, which in his day was a crime under gross indecency.
Whilst in Reading Gaol, Oscar Wilde was reduced from a famous, highly-acclaimed name to code C33, his cell number.
Prisoner C33 was also the pseudonym under which his world famous “The Ballad of Reading Gaol†was first published in 1898.
http://www.poetry-online.org/wilde_the_ballad_of_reading_goal.htm
Other well known works by Wilde include:
The Importance of being earnest
The Picture of Dorian Gray
A more detailed bibliography can be found here:
http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/authors/Oscar_Wilde.htm
The above location is for a walk created as a memorial to Oscar Wilde in Reading, UK.
The walk is situated right outside the walls of Reading Gaol, now a young offenders institute.
The witty poet and playwright was imprisoned for 2 years, firstly in Wandsworth, and later in Reading Gaol for homosexuality, which in his day was a crime under gross indecency.
Whilst in Reading Gaol, Oscar Wilde was reduced from a famous, highly-acclaimed name to code C33, his cell number.
Prisoner C33 was also the pseudonym under which his world famous “The Ballad of Reading Gaol†was first published in 1898.
http://www.poetry-online.org/wilde_the_ballad_of_reading_goal.htm
Other well known works by Wilde include:
The Importance of being earnest
The Picture of Dorian Gray
A more detailed bibliography can be found here:
http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/authors/Oscar_Wilde.htm
In Flanders Fields by Lieutenant-Colonel John McRae
In Flanders fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing,fly,
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you, from failing hands, we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flander's fields.
About the author
Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae wrote Flanders Fields in May of 1915. Colonel McCrae was a member of the Royal Canadian Army Medical Corps and was working on the front lines, aiding fallen soldiers, when he wrote this poem. I hope that each of us, regardless of our political opinions and our differences, can take a moment today and send our thoughts and prayers to the families of those who sacraficed for their country.
In Flanders fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing,fly,
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you, from failing hands, we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flander's fields.
About the author
Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae wrote Flanders Fields in May of 1915. Colonel McCrae was a member of the Royal Canadian Army Medical Corps and was working on the front lines, aiding fallen soldiers, when he wrote this poem. I hope that each of us, regardless of our political opinions and our differences, can take a moment today and send our thoughts and prayers to the families of those who sacraficed for their country.
N 44° 12.759 W 071° 45.388
Robert Frost
"The Frost Place"
and center for the arts.
Franconia, NH
From the massive information sign on Interstate 93/Franconia Notch Parkway, I expected a much bigger place. But I followed the signs and this is what I found. A small New England style house with a quaint front porch.
An excerpt from an About.com article on the Frost book "Breath of Parted Lips".
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One legacy left to us by Robert Frost is the house at Franconia, New Hampshire. It's the place where he wrote a great deal of poetry, and by walking by the places Frost frequented, we can no doubt derive new insights into his poetry. In "The Frost Place," Donald Sheehan writes, "Frost walked the hills and woods and roads here, and hiked the mountain trails, in what appears to have been a kind of contemplative practice of silent attentiveness."
To preserve the history of the place, the people of Franconia voted to buy Frost's old farm and create The Frost Place, a museum and center for poetry and arts. The place has continued to serve as an inspiration to writers in the last 24 years since it was opened as the Frost Place.
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The views in the area are breathtaking and I can easily see how it would inspire a great poet such as Frost.
NOTE: I currently live in Derry, NH, home of the Robert Frost Farm.
I also drive through Franconia every time I visit my home town of Berlin, NH.
Check out the websites for more info.
About.com (Breath of Parted Lips)
Frommer's Travel
Fodor's Travel Guide
Answers.com - Robert Frost Bio
ClassBrain.com
Getaway Guides
TFTC,
Boutin
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William Blake (1757-1827) was a British poet, painter, visionary mystic, and engraver, who illustrated and printed his own books. Blake proclaimed the supremacy of the imagination over the rationalism and materialism of the 18th- century.
Blake was born in London, where he spent most of his life. His father was a successful London hosier who encouraged Blake's artistic talents. Blake was first educated at home, chiefly by his mother. In 1767 he was sent to Henry Pars' drawing school. Blake has recorded that from his early years, he experienced visions of angels and ghostly monks and that he saw and conversed with the angel Gabriel, the Virgin Mary, and various historical figures.
At the age of 14 Blake was apprenticed for seven years to the engraver James Basire. Gothic art and architecture influenced him deeply. In 1783 he married Catherine Boucher, the daughter of a market gardener. Blake taught her to draw and paint and she assisted him devoutly.
Blake's first book of poems, Poetical Sketches, appeared in 1783 and was followed by Songs of Innocence (1789), and Songs of ExperienceE (1794). His most famous poem "The Tyger", was part of his Songs of Experience. In these works the world is seen from a child's point of view, but they also function as parables of adult experience.
Blake engraved and published most of his major works himself. Famous among his "Prophetic Books" are The Book of Thel(1789) The Marriage of Heaven and Hell,(1790) The Book of Urizen,(1794) America(1793), Milton(1804-8)and Jerusalem.(1804-20).In the "Prophetic Books", Blake expressed his lifelong concern with the struggle of the soul to free its natural energies from reason and organized religion. Among Blake's later artistic works are drawings and engravings for Dante's Divine Comedy and the 21 illustrations to the book of Job, which was completed when he was almost 70 years old.
Though generally dismissed as an eccentric during his lifetime, posterity rediscovered Blake and today he is highly rated both as a poet and artist.
His grave and memorial stones are located in Saint Pauls Cathederal, London UK. There is a strict no camera rule in the cathederal and crypt so this is taken from the DOme above the memorial
Blake was born in London, where he spent most of his life. His father was a successful London hosier who encouraged Blake's artistic talents. Blake was first educated at home, chiefly by his mother. In 1767 he was sent to Henry Pars' drawing school. Blake has recorded that from his early years, he experienced visions of angels and ghostly monks and that he saw and conversed with the angel Gabriel, the Virgin Mary, and various historical figures.
At the age of 14 Blake was apprenticed for seven years to the engraver James Basire. Gothic art and architecture influenced him deeply. In 1783 he married Catherine Boucher, the daughter of a market gardener. Blake taught her to draw and paint and she assisted him devoutly.
Blake's first book of poems, Poetical Sketches, appeared in 1783 and was followed by Songs of Innocence (1789), and Songs of ExperienceE (1794). His most famous poem "The Tyger", was part of his Songs of Experience. In these works the world is seen from a child's point of view, but they also function as parables of adult experience.
Blake engraved and published most of his major works himself. Famous among his "Prophetic Books" are The Book of Thel(1789) The Marriage of Heaven and Hell,(1790) The Book of Urizen,(1794) America(1793), Milton(1804-8)and Jerusalem.(1804-20).In the "Prophetic Books", Blake expressed his lifelong concern with the struggle of the soul to free its natural energies from reason and organized religion. Among Blake's later artistic works are drawings and engravings for Dante's Divine Comedy and the 21 illustrations to the book of Job, which was completed when he was almost 70 years old.
Though generally dismissed as an eccentric during his lifetime, posterity rediscovered Blake and today he is highly rated both as a poet and artist.
His grave and memorial stones are located in Saint Pauls Cathederal, London UK. There is a strict no camera rule in the cathederal and crypt so this is taken from the DOme above the memorial
Poet Enrique Gonzales Martinez, Guadalajara Mexico
This monument to the memory of the Mexican Poet 'Enrique Gonzales Martinez' is one of 17 bronze sculptures surrounding the 'Rotonda de Hombres Ilustres de Jalisco' - in the historic center of Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico. The central colonnaded rotunda, in this tree shaded square, covers a mausoleum containing the remains of many of Jalisco States famous sons (and daughters) including this famous Mexican 'Poeta'.
Enrique Gonzalez Martinez (1871 - 1952) was a poet, physician, and diplomat. His poetry was collected and edited in three volumes of Poesias (1938-40). He had a medical practice, and in his later years served as ambassador to Argentina, Chile, and Spain.
While wintering in Ajijic, Jalisco, Mexico, we visited Guadalajara several times. Photo taken Feb. 21, 05.
This monument to the memory of the Mexican Poet 'Enrique Gonzales Martinez' is one of 17 bronze sculptures surrounding the 'Rotonda de Hombres Ilustres de Jalisco' - in the historic center of Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico. The central colonnaded rotunda, in this tree shaded square, covers a mausoleum containing the remains of many of Jalisco States famous sons (and daughters) including this famous Mexican 'Poeta'.
Enrique Gonzalez Martinez (1871 - 1952) was a poet, physician, and diplomat. His poetry was collected and edited in three volumes of Poesias (1938-40). He had a medical practice, and in his later years served as ambassador to Argentina, Chile, and Spain.
While wintering in Ajijic, Jalisco, Mexico, we visited Guadalajara several times. Photo taken Feb. 21, 05.
Thomas Moore
Irish Poet and Composer
Born 28 May 1779
Died 25 February 1852
Buried in the Churchyard of St Nicholas's Church, Bromham, Wiltshire, UK
He was born in Dublin and was educated as a lawyer, his translation of Anacreon was a great success, and following this success he then wrote many poems. He was appointed the registrar of the Admiralty Court in Bermuda in 1803. He then arranged for a deputy and returned and settled in Wiltshire. He then published the Irish Melodies (1807-1834) and The Twopenny Postbag (1812) then in 1817 Lalla Rookh.
His deputy in Bermuda embezzled £6,000 pounds and so in order to avoid arrest Moore in 1819 went to Italy and then Paris. He returned once more to Wiltshire in 1822 and published The Loves of the Angel (1823). In 1827 he wrote the novel Epicurean, he also wrote the biography of Byron for whom he had a great respect.
The gravestone is a most magnificent Celtic cross that has hardly weathered at all over the years. On one side is inscribed his name and a bit of his poetry and on the other an extract from a verse of Byron's. This extract may be seen in the accompanying photograph.
May they both rest in Peace
Irish Poet and Composer
Born 28 May 1779
Died 25 February 1852
Buried in the Churchyard of St Nicholas's Church, Bromham, Wiltshire, UK
He was born in Dublin and was educated as a lawyer, his translation of Anacreon was a great success, and following this success he then wrote many poems. He was appointed the registrar of the Admiralty Court in Bermuda in 1803. He then arranged for a deputy and returned and settled in Wiltshire. He then published the Irish Melodies (1807-1834) and The Twopenny Postbag (1812) then in 1817 Lalla Rookh.
His deputy in Bermuda embezzled £6,000 pounds and so in order to avoid arrest Moore in 1819 went to Italy and then Paris. He returned once more to Wiltshire in 1822 and published The Loves of the Angel (1823). In 1827 he wrote the novel Epicurean, he also wrote the biography of Byron for whom he had a great respect.
The gravestone is a most magnificent Celtic cross that has hardly weathered at all over the years. On one side is inscribed his name and a bit of his poetry and on the other an extract from a verse of Byron's. This extract may be seen in the accompanying photograph.
May they both rest in Peace
Arkansas--We found this on our Spring Break roadtrip. This was in Van Buren, Arkansas. Albert Pike was a poet, educator and General in the Confederate Army. There are several streets named after him in the surrounding areas
Henry Lawson Obelisk, Grenfell NSW, Australia
Henry Lawson was born in Grenfell NSW on 17 June 1867 and is one of Australia's most famous and most popular poets. The obelisk is located in the vicinity of what was once the Emu Creek diggings and it marks the location of Peter Larsen's (Henry's father) bush tent and the place where Henry was born. Each June long weekend the Henry Lawson Festival of Arts is held. It attracts Lawson lovers as well as poets, writers and singers to the town. Henry Lawson continued his vast literary output right up until his death on 2nd September 1922.
Henry Lawson was born in Grenfell NSW on 17 June 1867 and is one of Australia's most famous and most popular poets. The obelisk is located in the vicinity of what was once the Emu Creek diggings and it marks the location of Peter Larsen's (Henry's father) bush tent and the place where Henry was born. Each June long weekend the Henry Lawson Festival of Arts is held. It attracts Lawson lovers as well as poets, writers and singers to the town. Henry Lawson continued his vast literary output right up until his death on 2nd September 1922.
Johanna van Buren
A popular poetress who did wrote her poems in the saskian native language. Her poetry is mainly about nature and rural art...
She lived from 1881 - 1962 and her poetry was published in books and newspaper. She has her own museum in Hellendoorn called "De Valkhof".
Ne moand veur muddewinter,
As d’n advent begint,
Tot weer de daege lengt en
Dree Koningen der zint,
Nemp mennig boerenjongen
In ’t noord’lijk Twentelaand,
Met ’t vallen van den oavend
Den hölten hoorn ter haand.
The statue shows Johanna with a book on her lap. It was made in 1981 and can be found in the centre of Hellendoorn in the Netherlands.
greetings from the schoth family.
A popular poetress who did wrote her poems in the saskian native language. Her poetry is mainly about nature and rural art...
She lived from 1881 - 1962 and her poetry was published in books and newspaper. She has her own museum in Hellendoorn called "De Valkhof".
Ne moand veur muddewinter,
As d’n advent begint,
Tot weer de daege lengt en
Dree Koningen der zint,
Nemp mennig boerenjongen
In ’t noord’lijk Twentelaand,
Met ’t vallen van den oavend
Den hölten hoorn ter haand.
The statue shows Johanna with a book on her lap. It was made in 1981 and can be found in the centre of Hellendoorn in the Netherlands.
greetings from the schoth family.
"Garcilaso de la Vega" is a Spanish poet of the s.XVI, born in Toledo, Spain.
For more information, you can visit the fantastic web page in:
http://www.garcilaso.org/
For more information, you can visit the fantastic web page in:
http://www.garcilaso.org/
A memorial to Henry Timrod ; born Dec 8, 1828, Charleston, SC, USA - died Oct 6, 1867, Columbia, SC, USA
This memorial is in Charleston, SC, USA, the place of his birth.
Henry Timrod was an American poet who was called “the laureate of the Confederacy.â€Â
Below is one of his poems, written in 1864 durÂÂing the AmeriÂÂcan ciÂÂvil war ---
FAINT FALLS THE GENTLE VOICE OF PRAYER
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Faint falls the gentle voice of prayer,
In the wild sounds that fill the air,
Yet, Lord, we know that voice is heard,
Not less than if Thy throne it stirred.
Thine ear, Thou tender One, is caught,
If we but bend the knee in thought;
No choral song that shakes the sky
Floats farther than the Christian’s sigh.
Not all the darkness of the land
Can hide the lifted eye and hand;
Nor need the clanging conflict cease,
To make Thee hear our cries for peace.
This memorial is in Charleston, SC, USA, the place of his birth.
Henry Timrod was an American poet who was called “the laureate of the Confederacy.â€Â
Below is one of his poems, written in 1864 durÂÂing the AmeriÂÂcan ciÂÂvil war ---
FAINT FALLS THE GENTLE VOICE OF PRAYER
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Faint falls the gentle voice of prayer,
In the wild sounds that fill the air,
Yet, Lord, we know that voice is heard,
Not less than if Thy throne it stirred.
Thine ear, Thou tender One, is caught,
If we but bend the knee in thought;
No choral song that shakes the sky
Floats farther than the Christian’s sigh.
Not all the darkness of the land
Can hide the lifted eye and hand;
Nor need the clanging conflict cease,
To make Thee hear our cries for peace.
Memorial to the poet Edward Thomas (1878-1917) on "Shoulder Of Mutton HilL" overlooking Petersfield, Hampshire, UK.
The first picture shows the memorial stone, with my GPS, the second pic is a closeup of the inscription, the third pic shows the memorial from behind with the beautifull view of the vale below.From 1906 he rented houses in Steep, near Petersfield in Hampshire. Devotees annually walk from Steep to Selborne around the time of his birthday (3 March), the flowers by the stone were left by these visitors.
Quote from the Edward Thomas Fellowship:
Edward Thomas is widely regarded as a major poet and his posthumous influence on English poetry has been considerable. His poetry was all written during the last few years of his life, before this remarkable flowering of genius was cut short by death in action at the Battle of Arras. The poems remain as much alive now as when they were written, quietly yet surely capturing the essence of the English countryside which Edward Thomas knew through all his senses. He is the least rhetorical of poets, modestly sharing his experiences with his readers and leading them into the reality behind the words until, for instance, we too can almost hear 'all the birds of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire'.
In my mission to find locationless caches in and around my home town of Petersfield, this is number 7.
The first picture shows the memorial stone, with my GPS, the second pic is a closeup of the inscription, the third pic shows the memorial from behind with the beautifull view of the vale below.From 1906 he rented houses in Steep, near Petersfield in Hampshire. Devotees annually walk from Steep to Selborne around the time of his birthday (3 March), the flowers by the stone were left by these visitors.
Quote from the Edward Thomas Fellowship:
Edward Thomas is widely regarded as a major poet and his posthumous influence on English poetry has been considerable. His poetry was all written during the last few years of his life, before this remarkable flowering of genius was cut short by death in action at the Battle of Arras. The poems remain as much alive now as when they were written, quietly yet surely capturing the essence of the English countryside which Edward Thomas knew through all his senses. He is the least rhetorical of poets, modestly sharing his experiences with his readers and leading them into the reality behind the words until, for instance, we too can almost hear 'all the birds of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire'.
In my mission to find locationless caches in and around my home town of Petersfield, this is number 7.
Now see two famous german poets, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe and Friedrich Schiller at the entry to the “Semperâ€Â-opera house of Dresden, Saxony, Germany.
Friedrich Schiller has been living from 1785 to 1787 in Dresden. Here has been working at “Don Carlosâ€Â
Goethe visited sometimes Schiller in his flates.
Importand publications:
Gothe: “Faustâ€Â
Schiller: “Don Carlosâ€Â, “On the gladness†(Beethoven, 9. symphonie )
2005 is in germany “Schillerâ€Â-year (†1805)
Friedrich Schiller has been living from 1785 to 1787 in Dresden. Here has been working at “Don Carlosâ€Â
Goethe visited sometimes Schiller in his flates.
Importand publications:
Gothe: “Faustâ€Â
Schiller: “Don Carlosâ€Â, “On the gladness†(Beethoven, 9. symphonie )
2005 is in germany “Schillerâ€Â-year (†1805)
Lorine Niedecker lived on blackhawk island in fort atkinson, wi for most of her life. she chose the topics of her poetry from her world around her, i.e., blakhawk island, its natural beauty, her family, her friends, science, history, and her own travels were all fair game for her art.
This is the grave of Robert Lee Frost World Famous Poet.
One of his Poems. This grave is located in the Old Bennington Cemetary in Bennington Vermont USA.
A Boundless Moment
He halted in the wind, and--what was that
Far in the maples, pale, but not a ghost?
He stood there bringing March against his thought,
And yet too ready to believe the most.
'Oh, that's the Paradise-in-bloom,' I said;
And truly it was fair enough for flowers
had we but in us to assume in march
Such white luxuriance of May for ours.
We stood a moment so in a strange world,
Myself as one his own pretense deceives;
And then I said the truth (and we moved on).
A young beech clinging to its last year's leaves.
Robert Lee Frost
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One of his Poems. This grave is located in the Old Bennington Cemetary in Bennington Vermont USA.
A Boundless Moment
He halted in the wind, and--what was that
Far in the maples, pale, but not a ghost?
He stood there bringing March against his thought,
And yet too ready to believe the most.
'Oh, that's the Paradise-in-bloom,' I said;
And truly it was fair enough for flowers
had we but in us to assume in march
Such white luxuriance of May for ours.
We stood a moment so in a strange world,
Myself as one his own pretense deceives;
And then I said the truth (and we moved on).
A young beech clinging to its last year's leaves.
Robert Lee Frost
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I found this poet's Society in Germany.
The poets are the Gebrüder Grimm with Dorothea Viehmann.
She lived in Kassel and told the Gebrüder Grimm fairy-tales. And then they wrote it down.
Greetings
Borroquito
The poets are the Gebrüder Grimm with Dorothea Viehmann.
She lived in Kassel and told the Gebrüder Grimm fairy-tales. And then they wrote it down.
Greetings
Borroquito
Guido Gezelle, dense, language scientist, translator and publicist, was born in Bruges on 1 May 1830. After his college years and priest studies, he gave proof of a smooth knowledge of languages and writingtalent, he became a teacher in 1854, to the kleinseminarie at Roeselare. Gezelle gave there among others languages, accompanied the rather vast colony foreign students, especially english, and got during two school years (1857-1859) a honourable task as a teacher in the poësis, the second last year of the humaniora.
This is one of the fomst famous poet:
Het Schryverke.
(Gyrinus natans.)
O krinklende winklende waterding,
Met 't zwarte kabotseken aen,
Wat zien ik toch geren uw kopke flink
Al schryven op 't waterke gaen!
Gy leeft en gy roert en gy loopt zoo snel,
Al zie 'k u noch arrem noch been;
Gy wendt en gy weet uwen weg zoo wel,
Al zie 'k u geen ooge, geen één.
Wat waert, of wat zyt, of wat zult gy zyn?
Verklaer het en zeg het my, toe!
Wat zyt gy toch, blinkende knopke fyn,
Dat nimmer van schryven zyt moe?
Gy loopt over 't spegelend waterklaer,
En 't water niet méér en verroert
Dan of het een gladdige windje waer,
Dat stille over 't waterke voert.
O schryverkes, schryverkes zegt my dan, -
Met twintigen zyt ge ende meer,
En is er geen een die 't my zeggen kan? -
Wat schryft en wat schryft gy zoo zeer?
This is one of the fomst famous poet:
Het Schryverke.
(Gyrinus natans.)
O krinklende winklende waterding,
Met 't zwarte kabotseken aen,
Wat zien ik toch geren uw kopke flink
Al schryven op 't waterke gaen!
Gy leeft en gy roert en gy loopt zoo snel,
Al zie 'k u noch arrem noch been;
Gy wendt en gy weet uwen weg zoo wel,
Al zie 'k u geen ooge, geen één.
Wat waert, of wat zyt, of wat zult gy zyn?
Verklaer het en zeg het my, toe!
Wat zyt gy toch, blinkende knopke fyn,
Dat nimmer van schryven zyt moe?
Gy loopt over 't spegelend waterklaer,
En 't water niet méér en verroert
Dan of het een gladdige windje waer,
Dat stille over 't waterke voert.
O schryverkes, schryverkes zegt my dan, -
Met twintigen zyt ge ende meer,
En is er geen een die 't my zeggen kan? -
Wat schryft en wat schryft gy zoo zeer?