Poetry Monday: Forward I go…

I appreciate your patience over the spottiness the last few days. You guys are the best readers EVER.

Today, I will be sharing one of my favourite poems learned in elementary school, during a poetry section in Language Arts class. I had a yellow folder and this was one of the poems whose language was amazingly powerful and has stuck with me since then.

This is a teaser for tomorrow’s race update from Saturday’s half marathon.


Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley
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