Dolor A Poem by Theodore Roethke www.goodreads.com I have known the inexorable sadness of pencils. workmelancholybureaucracy
Crown A Poem by Kay Ryan www.poetryfoundation.org Too much rain loosens trees. In the hills giant oaks fall upon their knees. You can touch parts you have no right to— places only birds should fly to. naturetreesmelancholytouch