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Mark Olival-Bartley studied applied linguistics at Hawaii Pacific University, attaining B.A. and M.A. degrees in Teaching English as a Second Language, and poetry at the City College of New York. He is now writing a dissertation on the sonnets of E. A. Robinson at LMU, where he tutors composition alongside editing flyers on poetry and style. His poems and translations have appeared in journals on both sides of the Atlantic. He is the resident poet at EcoHealth, where his science-themed verse is regularly featured, and a senior copyeditor at Review of International American Studies. He also teaches at Münchner Volkshochschule and leads the Amerikahaus Literaturkreis.

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Sonnet

Bright Star, would I were steadfast as thou art— 
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, 
And watching, with eternal lids apart, 
Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, 
The moving waters at their priest-like task        
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, 
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask 
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors— 
No—yet still steadfast, still unchangeable, 
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,  
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, 
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest, 
  Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, 
  And so live ever—or else swoon to death.

John Keats

Note:  A recitation can be heard here.

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