#wednesdaywisdom #pooh #poohbear #winniethepooh #authentic #quote #aamilnequote #aamilne “I don’t hold with all this washing,” grumbled Eeyore. “This modern Behind-the-ears nonsense…” Source: Milne, A.A. (2016), The Complete Tales of Winnie-the-Pooh (Reprint, Original work published 1926) (p. 121). New York: Dutton Children’s Books. > Used in #The COMPLETE TALES of WINNIE the POOH. [Bibliography]
A reading of a quirky poem about curiosity and devotion: “I Saw a Man” written by Stephen Crane
Watch this video on Youtube: https://youtu.be/wRV4oxmeoyk #poem #poetryreading #devotion #motivationmonday #duluth #asmr #asmrreading #asmrvideo #isawaman #stephencrane I SAW a man pursuing the horizon; Round and round they sped. I was disturbed at this; I accosted the man. “It is futile,” I said, “You can never” — “You lie,” he cried, And ran on. Reading Selection: I Saw a Man by Stephen Crane. (1955). In E. Markham (Ed.), Anthology of the World’s Best Poems (Memorial Ed., Vol. I, p. 404). New […]
“I ought to say…”
#wednesdaywisdom #pooh #poohbear #winniethepooh #authentic #quote #aamilnequote #aamilne “I ought to say,” explained Pooh as they walked down to the shore of the island, “that it isn’t just an ordinary sort of boat. Sometimes it’s a Boat, and sometimes it’s more of an Accident. It all depends.” Source: Milne, A.A. (2016), The Complete Tales of Winnie-the-Pooh (Reprint, Original work published 1926) (p. 141). New York: Dutton Children’s Books. > Used in #The COMPLETE TALES of WINNIE the POOH. [Bibliography]
A reading of a hushed poem about the wind: “Susurro” written by William Sharp
#poem #poetryreading #motivationmonday #lawrenceville #whisper #lawrenceville #asmr #asmrreading #asmrvideo #susurro #williamsharp BREATH o’ the grass, Ripple of wandering wind, Murmur of tremulous leaves: A moonbeam moving white Like a ghost across the plain: A shadow on the road; And high up, high, From the cypress-bough A long sweet melancholy note. Silence. And the topmost spray Of the cypress-bough is still As a wavelet in a pool; The road lies duskily bare: The plain is a misty gloom: Still are the […]
“It was a Special Pencil Case…”
#wednesdaywisdom #pooh #poohbear #winniethepooh #authentic #quote #aamilnequote #aamilne “It was a Special Pencil Case. There were pencils in it marked ‘B’ for Bear, and pencils marked ‘HB’ for Helping Bear, and and pencils marked ‘BB’ for Brave Bear.” Source: Milne, A.A. (2016), The Complete Tales of Winnie-the-Pooh (Reprint, Original work published 1926) (p. 157). New York: Dutton Children’s Books. > Used in #The COMPLETE TALES of WINNIE the POOH. [Bibliography]
A reading of a rousing poem about independence: “Lone Dog” written by Irene Rutherford McLeod
Watch this video on Youtube: https://youtu.be/ey93FrETjEM #poem #poetryreading #motivationmonday #loner #asmr #asmrreading #asmrvideo #lonedog #irenerutherfordmcleod I‘M a lean dog, a keen dog, a wild dog, and lone; I’m a rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on my own; I’m a bad dog, a mad dog, teasing silly sheep; I love to sit and bay the moon, to keep fat souls from sleep. I’ll never be a lap dog, licking dirty feet, A sleek dog, a meek dog, cringing for […]
“When you wake up in the morning, Pooh…”
#wednesdaywisdom #pooh #poohbear #winniethepooh #authentic #quote #aamilnequote #aamilne “When you wake up in the morning, Pooh,” said Piglet at last, “what’s the first thing you say to yourself?” “What’s for breakfast,” said Pooh. “What do you say, Piglet?” “I say, I wonder what’s going to happen exciting today?” said Piglet. Pooh nodded thoughtfully. “It’s the same thing,” he said. Source: Milne, A.A. (2016), The Complete Tales of Winnie-the-Pooh (Reprint, Original work published 1926) (p. 158). New York: Dutton Children’s Books. […]
A reading of a haunting poem about living under the dome: “World-Strangeness” written by William Watson
#poem #poetryreading #strange #strangeworld #motivationmonday #asmr #asmrreading #asmrvideo #worldstrangeness #williamwatson STRANGE the world about me lies, Never yet familiar grown — Still disturbs me with surprise, Haunts me like a face half known. In this house with starry dome, Floored with gemlike plains and seas, Shall I never feel at home, Never wholly be at ease? On from room to room I stray, Yet my host can ne’er espy, And I know not to this day Whether guest or captive […]