All Poems
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Leaving The White King's Town At Dawn
© Li Bai
Leaving at dawn the White King crowned with rainbow cloud,I have sailed a thousand miles through Three Gorges in a day
Farewell to a Friend
© Li Bai
Green mountains bar the northern sky; White water girds the eastern town
Cataract on Mount Lu
© Li Bai
The sunlit Censer peak exhales a wreath of cloud;Like an upended stream the cataract sounds loud.Its torrent dashes down three thousand feet from highAs if the Silver River fell from azure sky.
The Sleeper of the Valley
© Lewisohn Lugwig
There's a green hollow where a river singsSilvering the torn grass in its glittering flight,And where the sun from the proud mountain flingsFire and the little valley brims with light.
Portable Demons
© Leggat Alexandra
I found the ghost of Dorothy Parkerin an old movie house in Times SquareI approached her with condolencesand slowly coerced her out of there
June
© Francis Ledwidge
Broom out the floor now, lay the fender by,And plant this bee-sucked bough of woodbine there,And let the window down
When I Read Shakespeare --
© David Herbert Lawrence
When I read Shakespeare I am struck with wonderthat such trivial people should muse and thunderin such lovely language.
Wages
© David Herbert Lawrence
The wages of work is cash.The wages of cash is want more cash.The wages of want more cash is vicious competition.The wages of vicious competition is -- the world we live in.
Swan
© David Herbert Lawrence
Far-offat the core of spaceat the quickof timebeatsand goes stillthe great swan upon the waters of all endingsthe swan within vast chaos, within the electron.
Stand Up! --
© David Herbert Lawrence
Stand up, but not for Jesus!It's a little late for that.Stand up for justice and a jolly life.I'll hold your hat.
Relativity
© David Herbert Lawrence
I like relativity and quantum theoriesbecause I don't understand themand they make me feel as if space shifted about like a swan that can't settle,refusing to sit still and be measured;and as if the atom were an impulsive thingalways changing its mind
Red Geranium and Godly Mignonette
© David Herbert Lawrence
Imagine that any mind ever thought a red geranium!As if the redness of a red geranium could be anything but a sensual experienceand as if sensual experience could take place before there were any senses
People
© David Herbert Lawrence
The great gold apples of nightHang from the street's long bough Dripping their lightOn the faces that drift below,On the faces that drift and blowDown the night-time, out of sight In the wind's sad sough
Man and Bat
© David Herbert Lawrence
When I went into my room, at mid-morning,Say ten o'clock ...My room, a crash-box over that great stone rattleThe Via de' Bardi ....
The Grudge of the Old
© David Herbert Lawrence
The old ones want to be young, and they aren't young,and it rankles, they ache when they see the young,and they can't help wanting to spite it on themvenomously.
Good Husbands Make Unhappy Wives
© David Herbert Lawrence
Good husbands make unhappy wivesso do bad husbands, just as often;but the unhappiness of a wife with a good husbandis much more devastatingthan the unhappiness of a wife with a bad husband.
Figs
© David Herbert Lawrence
The proper way to eat a fig, in society,Is to split it in four, holding it by the stump,And open it, so that it is a glittering, rosy, moist, honied, heavy-petalled four-petalled flower.
Dark Satanic Mills
© David Herbert Lawrence
The dark, satanic mills of Blakehow much darker and more satanic they are now!But oh, the streams that stream white-faced, in and out,in and out when the hooter hoots, white-faced, with a dreadful gushof multitudinous ignominy,what shall we think of these?They are millions to my one!
They are millions to my one! But ohwhat have they done to you, white-faced millionsmewed and mangled in the mills of man?What have they done to you, what have they done to you,what is this awful aspect of man?
Oh Jesus, didn't you see, when you talked of servicethis would be the result!When you said: Retro me, Satanas!this is what you gave him leave to dobehind your back!
And now, the iron has entered into the souland the machine has entangled the brain, and got it fast,and steel has twisted the loins of man, electricity has exploded the heartand out of the lips of people jerk strange mechanical noises in place of speech
