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GionGeisha: The Watcher by Margaret Widdemer. A poem about a Mother ♥️

annapet78958692: He looked like a young Crusader on a tomb. That was Phyllis's first impression of Allan Harrington.,Margaret Widdemer, The Rose-Garden Husband,humour, invalid,

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reescb: Winter Branches Margaret Widdemer When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky; Slim and black and wonderful, with all unrest gone by, The stripped tree-boughs comfort me, drawn clear against the sky.

flusteredduck: The Women’s Litany by Margaret Widdemer

LoraJones: Tree latticework of the wood's edge, looking like leading against the stained-glass sky. "When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky" - Margaret Widdemer.

SLEEPONSILVER: To Youth After Pain - Margaret Widdemer

Spill_Words: Winter Branches a poem by Margaret Widdemer When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky; They stand there very silent, with the cold

BekahCA: Day 2.5: 1919 Margaret Widdemer. Selecting from her collected works though she won with Old Road to Paradise.

PlanetShannonTV: Marked as to-read: Why Not? by Margaret Widdemer

MelanieJaxn: Last night—I cannot know which way it came Or what star-way it went— There was a little dream without a name That left my soul content... ~Margaret Widdemer

LoveCarousel: The Modern Woman to Her Lover by Margaret Widdemer

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 1st Hardcover)

Spill_Words: Winter Branches a poem by Margaret Widdemer When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky; They stand there very silent, with the cold

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 1st Hardcover)

Greebohobbes: Illustration for the frontispiece of The Wishing-Ring Man by Margaret Widdemer (1917) Art by Willy Pogány

GianlucaUgolini: To a Young Girl at a Window Margaret Widdemer

marywordymary: This week for work I finished polishing a small story about equality and trains, wrote a number of cinquains about a naiad visiting a circus, & raved about an old poem by Margaret Widdemer. Plus a few iambic tetrameter quatrains in nearly perfect rhyme fell out of my head.

folkloreprize: 2. Margaret Widdemer - Winter Branches - ‘The stripped tree-boughs comfort me, drawn clear against the sky' Or… 3. Christmas Eve - Carol Ann Duffy - ‘Snow was the mind of Time, sifting itself, drafting the old year’s end.'

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 1st Hardcover)

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

cchan_nn: Irish Love Poem by Margaret Widdemer (read by Tom O'Bedlam)

LoveCarousel: An Old Portrait by Margaret Widdemer

MalatestaCarina: Margaret Widdemer: Men have to wage world-wars, children are left to die

anissaxoxoxoxo: Her thoughts were all so full of us, She never could forget, And so I think that where she is, She must be watching yet. Margaret Widdemer

AuralAudiobook: The Rose Garden Husband margaret Widdemer (1884 - 1978) | Full Audiobook

MelanieJaxn: Last night—I cannot know which way it came Or what star-way it went— There was a little dream without a name That left my soul content... ~Margaret Widdemer

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

Spill_Words: Winter Branches a poem by Margaret Widdemer When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky; They stand there very silent, with the cold

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

WomanToday2: Millay won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1923 for "The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver"; she was the third woman to win the poetry prize, after Sara Teasdale (1918) and Margaret Widdemer (1919). 3/

LoveCarousel: The Modern Woman to Her Lover by Margaret Widdemer

LuvRainyDaze: Last night—I cannot know which way it came Or what star-way it went— There was a little dream without a name That left my soul content... ~Margaret Widdemer (1884–1978) (...I do believe it was near a silver birch...)

AndreaLeSaint2: Today’s walk reminded me of this. ‘They stand there very silent, with the cold flushed sky behind, The little twigs flare beautiful and restful and kind .....’ Margaret Widdemer

POETSorg: They stand there very silent, with the cold flushed sky behind, The little twigs flare beautiful and restful and kind; —Margaret Widdemer

vaprenderingles: Winter Branches - Margaret Widdemer

PanePress: Margaret Widdemer was very dedicated to social reform throughout her life, speaking onsocial dilemmas such as child labor. She served as vice president of the Poetry Society of America and won awards such as the Lyric Prize and Trimmed Lamp Prize.

POETSorg: The House of Ghosts was bright within, Aglow and warm and gay, A place my own once loved me in, That is not there by day: —Margaret Widdemer

SFFAudio: The Dark Cavalier by Margaret Widdemer 2 pages Fantasy Commentator, Spring 1945

LoveCarousel: The Modern Woman to Her Lover by Margaret Widdemer

LoveCarousel: An Old Portrait by Margaret Widdemer

Spill_Words: Winter Branches a poem by Margaret Widdemer When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky; They stand there very silent, with the cold

POETSorg: Leisure-time and mirth are dear, flesh and blood are cheap (Turn, wheels, turn, black in the hopeless night!) What if children break or die the morns we smile in sleep? (Turn, wheels, turn, over the hearts once light!) —Margaret Widdemer

MacDowell1907: From "The Women’s Litany" by Margaret Widdemer (MF 14x 16-64)

abzeronow: 225. American author Dorothy Scarborough (1878-1935) had a 1925 book (or booklet) about a fellow American author, Margaret Widdemer

AbelAntunes8: FROM A CAR WINDOW Voice, Acoustic Guitar and Whistling - ABEL BARRETT Bass - Dow Tomlin Piano - Blair Masters Drums - Brian Fullen Electric Guitar - Darin Favorite Acoustic Guitar (Strumming) - Jason Roller Accordion (soloist) - Jeff Taylor Lyrics - Margaret Widdemer

POETSorg: She was a woman of the older day: She could not cry of elemental things, She suffered them, scarce knowing what they were— She could not speak of them aloud to men. —Margaret Widdemer

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

MelanieJaxn: Last night—I cannot know which way it came Or what star-way it went— There was a little dream without a name That left my soul content... ~Margaret Widdemer

TaketotheWoodz: Last night—I cannot know which way it came Or what star-way it went— There was a little dream without a name That left my soul content... Margaret Widdemer 1884–1978 Good night to all and to all good night. Sweet dreams

Tosca58861695: THE WILLOW CATS --Margaret Widdemer And every Spring it worries me, I cannot ever find Those willow-cats that ran away And left their toes behind!

mystiquecolourz: "Last night—I cannot know which way it came Or what star-way it went— There was a little dream without a name That left my soul content" ~Margaret Widdemer

JaeseongLee6: In the poem “The Guide” by Margaret Widdemer, the speaker shows her or his curiosity of the audience’s life and reminds the importance of it by continually asking questions.

Spill_Words: Winter Branches a poem by Margaret Widdemer When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky; They stand there very silent, with the cold

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

studentclub: Irish Love Poem by Margaret Widdemer (read by Tom O'Bedlam)

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

OzarksMaven: “Winter Branches” by Margaret Widdemer Speaks to Me Today

Kathybee_1123: When winter time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky; Slim and black and wonderful, with all unrest gone by, The stripped tree-boughs comfort me, drawn clear against the sky. Winter Branches, Margaret Widdemer

MacDowellColony: When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high / And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky … "Winter Branches" by Margaret Widdemer (MF 14x 15-64)

CailinCeltic: Where I walk,a shadow gray Through gray asphodel, I am glad,who have had All that life can tell. Greek Love Song - Margaret Widdemer Art - Catrin Welz-Stein

CailinCeltic: Oh! Youth will turn as the world turns, And dim grow laughter and pain, But how shall I hide from an old dream I never may dream again? Song - Margaret Widdemer Art - Karol Bok

CailinCeltic: I am the Dark Cavalier; I am the Last Lover; I promise faithfulness no other lips may keep; Safe in my bridal place,comforted by darkness, You shall lie happily, smiling in your sleep. The Dark Cavalier - Margaret Widdemer Images - Google PicFinder

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

HoldenEve: Glamorous Lady by Margaret Widdemer (1935). Man dilemma: will she end up with Dick...or Roger?

PimbLove: Irish Love Poem by Margaret Widdemer (read by Tom O'Bedlam)

EricTajalle: Check out Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

ArtSongs4All: EXTRA EXTRA - READ ALL ABOUT IT!!! The IAWM was kind enough to accept my article on my social justice song cycle "Through the Guarded Gate" and its "Beyond the Guarded Gate" project. Now available to read on my website.

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

angie_1149: Check out GOLDEN WILDCAT BY MARGARET WIDDEMER POPULAR LIBRARY SP360 1ST 1954 VINTAGE PB*

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

POETSorg: Out from the House of Ghosts I fled —Margaret Widdemer

HowardFricker: Check out this tweet from POETSorg: Out from the House of Ghosts I fled —Margaret Widdemer

SirJoshBennett: “No. The soul is a place and love must find its way there.” —Margaret Widdemer

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

hairybearfeet: Poems from Margaret Widdemer (1884-1978) : The Door, The Dark Cavalier (The Old Road to Paradise collection, 1918), and The Beggars :

EricTajalle: Little Girl And Boy Land by Margaret Widdemer (1924 Rare 1st Hardcover)

HowardFricker: Check out this tweet from POETSorg: Let us in through the guarded gate, Let us in for our strength’s sake! —Margaret Widdemer over 100 years ago, in…

schneiks: The Women's Litany by Margaret Widdemer - Poems |

Spill_Words: Winter Branches a poem by Margaret Widdemer When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky; They stand there very silent, with the cold

hysterifrau: Working on music by Juliana Hall on poetry of Margaret Widdemer, who was writing a century ago on economic and gender inequality. Unsupported voices don’t last - Widdemer is writing ideas that I would find fresh in my era. Shows me how little progress we’ve made in 100 years.

mbailatj: "Curl down once more / Silent with ant and flower. / Press your hands flat on the live moss. / This place alone / is the real world this hour." from "Willow" Margaret Widdemer, 1949

barbmilne: 'Winter Branches' Margaret Widdemer ''Clear-cut and certain they rise, with summer past, For all that trees can...

GravitasPoetry: Let us in through the guarded gate, Let us in for the world's sake! -Margaret Widdemer

POETSorg: Let us in through the guarded gate, Let us in for the world's sake! -Margaret Widdemer

VIETNOBLETOURS: Love and grief and motherhood, Fame and mirth and scorn - these are all shall befall, Any woman born. Margaret Widd...

LucyLondon7: WW1 American poet Margaret Widdemer

DoinaBadescu: Last night-I cannot know which way it came Or what star-way it went- There was a little dream without a name That l...

LouiseDeKoven: Winter Branches Margaret Widdemer When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees...

abzeronow: 1. Margaret Widdemer (1884-1978) is a forgotten name today. She shared a 1919 Pulitzer Prize for her poetry. Her...

PopcornAndBooks: The Rose-Garden Husband // The Wishing-Ring Man // by Margaret Widdemer

mianmawaisarain: Crazy Romantic Love: [General] Winter Branches by Margaret Widdemer

DoinaBadescu: Is there nowhere left a spot Where the thought of you is not? Woods and waters, field and air... I have...

TheTreePoet: "Winter Branches" by Margaret Widdemer

valeundecim: I spent the weekend reading vintage public fiction - You're only young once, The rose garden husband (both by Marga...

valeundecim: In both of the Margaret Widdemer books I've read today, Alexander Hamilton has been referenced at least once.

DoinaBadescu: I have tried to think on Heaven, White-clad angels, souls forgiven- What are all such holy things?...

Sphiwe_Dladla: "To grown people, teenagers are children still. To themselves, they are very old and very real." ~ Margaret Widdemer



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Psalm 119 Part 10
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Pleading the promises.

ver. 38,49

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Devoted to thy fear;
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