‘The Truly Great’
by Stephen Spender
“I think continually of those who were truly great.
Who, from the womb, remembered the soul’s history
Through corridors of light, where the hours are suns,
Endless and singing. Whose lovely ambition
Was that their lips, still touched with fire…”
Submit your favourite #light poem : tell us the title and poet, the first line of the poem or submit your own poem to be published on the blog in the month of October 2015.
Do you find your poem #light rather than heavy? Does it have a #light comedic feel? Are you celebrating the remaining #light of the year before the clocks go back?
NB: Any self written poems will be credited to you unless you specify otherwise. We cannot guarantee which poems will be included but will try to include as many as possible.
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