Plucks

Alas, I won't be able to attend, it being my tai chi night, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't go and have fun while I'm mastering Dove Plucks the Chicken's Feathers.

Mark Your Calendars: James Wolcott

[Plucks off the leaves of a mountain rose and strews them on the brook.]

When We Dead Awaken

[Plucks off the leaves of a mountain rose and strews them on the brook.]

When We Dead Awaken

[Plucks broad green leaves and throws them into the brook.]

When We Dead Awaken

Plucks decision to shutdown its RSS reader now makes a little more sense.

Goodbye Pluck RSS Reader

[Plucks broad green leaves and throws them into the brook.]

When We Dead Awaken

Plucks the wood sorrel, with its light thin leaves,

Passion and Romantic Poetics

Plucks from the ground, a prize he well may boast.

Freedom, Truth and Beauty

Plucks off the branches, beats them down, and hurls70

Inferno [Hell]. Canto IX

Plucks from the grass, -- the maiden and the spear.

The Aeneid of Virgil Translated into English Verse by E. Fairfax Taylor