Weekly Contest
Classic poem of the day
The lark is up to meet the sun,
— The bee is on the wing,
The anTher labor has begun,
— The woods with music ring.
Shall birds and bees and ants be wise,
— While I my moments waste?
Oh, let me with the morning rise,
— And to my duties haste.
Why should I sleep till beams of morn
— Their light and glory shed?
Immortal beings were not born
— To waste their time in bed.
member poem of the day
This is a beautiful poem by Giacomo Leopardi (1798-1837) called “To the Moon.” Leopardi is considered by many to be the greatest modern Italian poet, though he has not often been translated into English, partly because of the difficulty in expressing his language in English. So please forgive my work! :P
