Jeff Guess

from After Apple-Picking  by Robert Frost   My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there's a...

from Don Juan  by Lord Byron   When Juan woke he found some good things ready, A bath, a breakfast, and the finest eyes That ever made a...

The Orange   At lunchtime I bought a huge orange- The size of it made us all laugh. I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave- They...

Break, Break, Break   Break, break, break,          On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter          The...

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our...

Along the Road   I walked a mile with Pleasure; She chattered all the way, But left me none the wiser For all she had to say.   I walked...

S ong for the Last Act Now that I have your face by heart, I look   Less at its features than its darkening frame   Where quince and...

Walking Away It is eighteen years ago, almost to the day – A sunny day with leaves just turning, The touch-lines new-ruled – since I...

The Rainwalkers An old man whose black face shines golden-brown as wet pebbles under the streetlamp, is walking two mongrel dogs of...

Who’s Who A shilling life will give you all the facts: How Father beat him, how he ran away, What were the struggles of his youth, what...