Classic poem of the day
Vile potabis.
Born to be the plain man's friend,
Come, and to his taste descend;
In temperate draughts, from cans for household use,
Drink lean Salinum 's healthful juice.
'Tis thin, and hard — but, ah Maecenas knows,
What aid from strength, to pitied weakness flows:
I, my great patron, lending Grecian lees ,
Taught the sweeten'd Sharp to please:
'Twas Maecenas — let me, stay —
Ay! 'twas done, on that dear day ,
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Member poem of the day
Visions through the Raven’s Eye
i.
Arles 2069
Spiderweb rainbows
in the early dawn.
A young woman makes her way
through a field of flowers.
She scoops a web from her path,
a lock of her hair loosens
from its ribbon, reflects
the sun in palest gold.
Soldiers land on the beach.
Blackbirds lift from the fields,
giving a raucous warning.
She looks up in ......
