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The Patience Strong Bedside Book (1953) "Beyond the Rainbow" (1957) The Blessings of the Years (1963) Come Happy Day (1966) Give me a Quiet Corner (1972) A Joy Forever (1973) With a Poem in My Pocket (Autobiography, 1981) Poems from the Fighting Forties (1982) Fifty Golden Years (1985, to commemorate her fiftieth anniversary as Patience Strong)
Chelsea Candelario/PureWow. 2. “I know my worth. I embrace my power. I say if I’m beautiful. I say if I’m strong. You will not determine my story.
Short Love Quotes for Him and Her. 61. "Take my hand, take my whole life too. For I can't help falling in love with you." — Elvis Presley. 62. "Love is being stupid together."
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Dorothy Parker (1893–1967), American poet, short story writer, critic and satirist; Maria Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska (1891–1945), Polish poet; Ruth Pitter (1897–1992), English poet, first woman to receive Queen's Gold Medal for Poetry, in 1955; Esther Raab (1894–1981), Palestinian/Israeli poet and prose writer; Elsa Rautee (1897–1987 ...
Johnston's poetry was considered by some as of no lasting value, but in 1991 her poem written in dialect "The Last Sark" was published in An Anthology of Scottish Women Poets. In 1998 Gustav Klaus's biography "Factory Girl: Ellen Johnston and Working-class Poetry in Victorian Scotland" was published. [ 4 ]
Sappho 31 is a lyric poem by the Archaic Greek poet Sappho of the island of Lesbos. [a] The poem is also known as phainetai moi (φαίνεταί μοι lit. ' It seems to me ') after the opening words of its first line, and as the Ode to Anactoria, based on a conjecture that its subject is Anactoria, a woman mentioned elsewhere by Sappho.
The poem is written in the voice of an old woman in a nursing home who is reflecting upon her life. Crabbit is Scots for "bad-tempered" or "grumpy". The poem appeared in the Nursing Mirror in December 1972 without attribution. Phyllis McCormack explained in a letter to the journal that she wrote the poem in 1966 for her hospital newsletter. [4]