All Poems

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Columbus

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Steer on, bold sailor--Wit may mock thy soul that sees the land,
And hopeless at the helm may droop the weak and weary hand,
Yet ever--ever to the West, for there the coast must lie,
And dim it dawns, and glimmering dawns before thy reason's eye;

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Cassandra

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Mirth the halls of Troy was filling,
Ere its lofty ramparts fell;
From the golden lute so thrilling
Hymns of joy were heard to swell.

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Carthage

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Oh thou degenerate child of the great and glorious mother,
Who with the Romans' strong might couplest the Tyrians' deceit!
But those ever governed with vigor the earth they had conquered,--
These instructed the world that they with cunning had won.
Say! what renown does history grant thee? Thou, Roman-like, gained'st
That with the steel, which with gold, Tyrian-like, then thou didst rule!

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Breadth And Depth

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Full many a shining wit one sees,
With tongue on all things well conversing;
The what can charm, the what can please,
In every nice detail rehearsing.
Their raptures so transport the college,
It seems one honeymoon of knowledge.

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Beauteous Individuality

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Thou in truth shouldst be one, yet not with the whole shouldst thou be so.
'Tis through the reason thou'rt one,--art so with it through the heart.
Voice of the whole is thy reason, but thou thine own heart must be ever;
If in thy heart reason dwells evermore, happy art thou.

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Astronomical Writings

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Oh, how infinite, how unspeakably great, are the heavens!
Yet by frivolity's hand downwards the heavens are pulled!

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Archimedes

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

To Archimedes once a scholar came,
"Teach me," he said, "the art that won thy fame;--
The godlike art which gives such boons to toil,
And showers such fruit upon thy native soil;--

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Amalia

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Angel-fair, Walhalla's charms displaying,
Fairer than all mortal youths was he;
Mild his look, as May-day sunbeams straying
Gently o'er the blue and glassy sea.

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A Peculiar Ideal

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

What thou thinkest, belongs to all; what thou feelest, is thine only.
Wouldst thou make him thine own, feel thou the God whom thou thinkest!

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A Problem

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Let none resemble another; let each resemble the highest!
How can that happen? let each be all complete in itself.

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A Funeral Fantasie

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Life like a spring day, serene and divine,
In the star of the morning went by as a trance;
His murmurs he drowned in the gold of the wine,
And his sorrows were borne on the wave of the dance.

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Admired

© Juliet Wilson

Strange how deep under her skin he is.

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The Lost Dances of Cranes

© Juliet Wilson

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Shells

© Juliet Wilson

(Morecombe Bay February 2004)

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Hamlet Off-Stage: The Magnolia Closet

© D. C. Berry

"Let the words of my mouth and the meditations
of my heart be acceptable in Thy sight."
Whoever "Thy" is, that's the prayer to breathe,
words that chimed in my head while I stood under

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Hamlet Off-Stage: Snail Peels Off

© D. C. Berry

For quick mental hygiene, the snail's my white
mobile clinic, Dr. Hoodoo inside.
Seriously. The snail's my man. He's shy,
shows speedy patience and plays safe, keeps his

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Hamlet Off-Stage: She Wheel

© D. C. Berry

Ophelia puked hourly dawn till dusk,
retching mucous slobber, then spewing air.
Scum that I am, I never stopped thinking
what a beauty: small Icelandic hooters,

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Hamlet Off-Stage: Neutrinos Explain Suck-Uppers

© D. C. Berry

Neutrinos do zip but swap back and forth
into each other, much like Rosypoop
and Guildendoo do. For years it was thought
neutrinos hung out weightless as R&G.

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Hamlet Off-Stage: Mona Gator

© D. C. Berry

Our mascot lives low, a baby alligator.
She's our happy-and-sad mask all at once,
Mona Lisa her name. She's my ideal,
her wrap-around grin both a smile and snarl.

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Hamlet Off-Stage: Mel Gibson Dolls It

© D. C. Berry

Mel Gibson's Hamlet stinks -- doll Mel. Wind up
Mel and Mel's eyes glaze into porcelain,
blue gulfs of earnestness, and Gertrude
sucks it up, swilling Mel's sincerity --