Tag: ap lit

purling:

And you and I, shall we lie still,

John Keats, while Beauty summons us?

Somehow I feel your sensitive will

Is pulsing up some tremulous

Sap road of a maple tree, whose leaves

Grow music as they grow, since your

Wild voice is in them, a harp that grieves

For life that opens death’s dark door…

Countee Cullen, “To John Keats, Poet, at Springtime”

kiyashire:

Damn every year I forget about AP Lit memes until exam season rolls around, it’s so weird seeing the new crops of out of context jokes that I absolutely Don’t Get

This year we’ve planted new crops both in defiance of Olive Senior, and in sorrow for Zenobia’s betrayal 😔