King of the Pumpkinsby Chris RoseDeep in the middle of the woods, said my mother, is the place where the King of the Pumpkins lives. But pumpkins live in fields, not in forests, I said to my mother. She wouldnt listen to me. Im telling you, she said,...
The StonecutterOnce upon a time there was a stone cutter. The stone cutter lived in a land where a life of privilege meant being powerful. Looking at his life he decided that he was unsatisfied with the way things were and so he set out to become the...
The Einstein and the Eddingtonby Dr. W. H. WilliamsThe sun was setting on the links, The moon looked down serene, The caddies all had gone to bed, But still there could be seen Two players lingering by the trap That guards the thirteenth green. The E...
The Seven Ages of Man(from As You Like It, II, vii)by William ShakespeareAll the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages...
The Masalai of Lep Island Story by Mike Soanin Translated by Thomas H. Slone Long, long ago, in Manus Province, there was a small island behind Baluan Island [Baluan-Pam People]. This island was called Lep. On Lep Island, there was a masalai who had...
To Autumnby John KeatsSeason of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom friend of the maturing sun, Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run: To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fi...
A Game of Goby Chris RoseTwo people sit down opposite each other to play a game. Between them is a large wooden board. The board is rectangular in shape and it has black lines drawn on it in. There are 19 horizontal lines and 19 vertical lines, makin...
Noby Thomas HoodNo sun - no moon! No morn - no noon - No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day - No sky - no earthly view - No distance looking blue - No road - no street - no t'other side the way - No end to any Row - No indications where the Cresc...
On Chloris being illby Robert BurnsChorusLong, long the night, Heavy comes the morrow While my souls delight Is on her bed of sorrow. Can I cease to care? Can I cease to languish, While my darling Fair Is on the couch of anguish? Chorus Evry hope is...
It wouldn't doby John KayBut, She said, I suppose it wouldn't do For everyone to be the same now, Would it. No, I said, There'd be less Interesting people around, Wouldn't there. Fewer interesting people, She said, But I suppose it wouldn't do For ev...