All Poems
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Notes towards a Poem that can never be Written
© Margaret Atwood
This is the placeyou would rather not know about,this is the place that will inhabit you,this is the place you cannot imagine,this is the place that will finally defeat you
Heart Test with an Echo Chamber
© Margaret Atwood
Wired up at the ankles and one wrist,a wet probe rolling over my skin,I see my heart on a screenlike a rubber bulb or a soft fig, but larger,
Work While it is Day
© Askham John
"Work while it is yet day, for the night cometh on when no man can work."
The Ballad which Anne Askew made and sang when she was in Newgate
© Askew Anne
Like as the armed knightAppointed to the field,With this world will I fightAnd Faith shall be my shield.
On Day and Night
© Arthur James
And as the neighbors' guests retire, coaxing their carsinto the snow (we're gazing through the curtaininto winter's pale hub) two girls gaze up
Omnivore
© Arthur James
I eat what's put in front of me,as all great men do. Should you eat shark? I know
Distracted by an Ergonomic Bicycle
© Arthur James
On a rainy morning in the worst yearof my life, as icy eyelets shelled the street,I shared a tremor with a Dobermanleashed to a post. We two were all the worlduntil a bicyclist shot by, riding
Saltimbanques
© Guillaume Apollinaire
Dans la plaine les baladinsS'éloignent au long des jardinsDevant l'huis des auberges grisesPar les villages sans églises
Automne
© Guillaume Apollinaire
Dans le brouillard s'en vont un paysan cagneuxEt son bœuf lentement dans le brouillard d'automneQui cache les hameaux pauvres et vergogneux
Will He No Come Back Again?
© Anonymous
Royal Charlie's now awa, Safely owre the friendly main;Mony a heart will break in twa, Should he ne'er come back again
The Wife of Usher's Well
© Anonymous
##. And a wealthy wife was she;She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them oer the sea.
When the Ice Worms Nest Again
© Anonymous
There's a trusty husky maiden in the ArcticAnd she waits for me but it is not in vainFor some day I'll put my mukluks on and ask herIf she'll wed me when ice worms nest againIn the land of pale blue snow where it's ninety-nine belowAnd the polar bears are roaming o'er the plainIn the shadow of the Pole I will clasp her to my soulWe'll be married when the ice worms nest again
When Aurelia First I Courted
© Anonymous
When Aurelia first I courted,She had youth and beauty too,Killing pleasures when she sported,And her charms were ever new;Conquering time doth now deceive her,Which her glories did uphold,All her arts can ne'er retrieve her,Poor Aurelia's growing old
