Read the excerpt from “Sea Fever” by John Masefield.And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
Read the poem.Skimming the bottomIn the company of toes,I observe the deep endThough nobody knows.In the depths, I am bold,On the surface—shy.My goggles transform me:An underwater spy.
Read the poem.Throat is dry;weather’s hot.I buy a canand pop the top.I lift the canto trembling lips,And find reliefWith one cool sip.
Read the poem.The lights dim and quiet descends,Hushed whispers are barely heardAs silence surroundsUntil the movie ends.
Read the poem.School looms large, and I feel smallI pause until the door swings wideI hoist my pack, step insideAdjust my cuffs, smooth my hairAnd wonder what I’m doing here.
Read the excerpt from “Sea Fever” by John Masefield.To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
Read this excerpt from “Sea Fever” by John Masefield.And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking,
Read the poem excerpt.A backyard reality is rearranged.Hopscotch lines cower and hide,The toys in the yard . . . lost until spring.
Read this excerpt from “Sea Fever” by John Masefield.I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tideIs a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
Read this excerpt from "The Bells” by Edgar Allan Poe.How it swells!How it dwellsOn the Future! how it tellsOf the rapture that impels
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