All Poems
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The School At War
© Sir Henry Newbolt
All night before the brink of death
In fitful sleep the army lay,
For through the dream that stilled their breath
Too gauntly glared the coming day.
To A Friend
© William Carlos Williams
What will the good Father in Heaven say
to the local judge if he do not solve this problem?
A little two-pointed smile andpouff!
the law is changed into a mouthful of phrases.
Sonnet VIII
© Charles Lamb
As when a child on some long winter's night
Affrighted clinging to its Grandam's knees
Sympathetic Portrait Of A Child
© William Carlos Williams
Why has she chosen me
for the knife
that darts along her smile?
Tract
© William Carlos Williams
I will teach you my townspeople
how to perform a funeral
for you have it over a troop
of artists
unless one should scour the world
you have the ground sense necessary.
Gin The Goodwife Stint
© Basil Bunting
The ploughland has gone to bent
and the pasture to heather;
gin the goodwife stint,
she'll keep the house together.
Fall of the Evening Star
© Kenneth Patchen
And the earth takes it softly, in natural love…
Exactly as we take each other…
and go to sleep…
from "Asphodel, That Greeny Flower"
© William Carlos Williams
Of asphodel, that greeny flower,
like a buttercup
upon its branching stem-
save that it's green and wooden-
Psalm LXXXVIII. (88)
© John Milton
Lord God that dost me save and keep,
All day to thee I cry;
And all night long, before thee weep
Before thee prostrate lie.
Youth And Beauty
© William Carlos Williams
I bought a dishmop
having no daughter
for they had twisted
fine ribbons of shining copper
Patience
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
SHE hath no beauty in her face,
Unless the chastened sweetness there
And meek long-suffering yield a grace
To make her mournful features fair.
Ballade Of Midsummer Days And Nights
© William Ernest Henley
And it's O, for my dear and the charm that stays -
Midsummer days! Midsummer days!
It's O, for my Love and the dark that plights -
Midsummer nights! O midsummer nights!
Willow Poem
© William Carlos Williams
It is a willow when summer is over,
a willow by the river
from which no leaf has fallen nor
bitten by the sun
Heavenis what I cannot reach!
© Emily Dickinson
"Heaven"is what I cannot reach!
The Apple on the Tree
Provided it do hopelesshang
That"Heaven" isto Me!
Pastoral
© William Carlos Williams
The little sparrows
hop ingenuously
about the pavement
quarreling
