Anniversary poems
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crematorium-return
© Rg Gregory
i)
ok the pair of you lie still
what's disturbing me need pass
no fretful hand over your peace
this world's vicissitudes are stale
fodder for you who feed the grass
Celebrate
© Anna Akhmatova
Celebrate our anniversary cant you see
tonight the snowy night of our first winter
comes back again in every road and tree -
that winter night of diamantine splendour.
An Anatomy of the World
© John Donne
(excerpt)
AN ANATOMY OF THE WORLD
Wherein,
by occasion of the untimely death of Mistress
Anniversary
© Cecilia Woloch
Didn’t I stand there once,
white-knuckled, gripping the just-lit taper,
Anniversary
© Louise Gluck
Someone should teach you how to act in bed.
What I think is you should
keep your extremities to yourself.
The Anniversary
© John Donne
All Kings, and all their favourites,
All glory of honours, beauties, wits,
Never to Dream of Spiders
© Elizabeth Daryush
Once the renegade flesh was gone
fall air lay against my face
sharp and blue as a needle
but the rain fell through October
and death lay a condemnation
within my blood.
Ode Read At The One Hundreth Anniversary Of The Fight At Concord Bridge
© James Russell Lowell
I
Who cometh over the hills,
Anniversary Hymn
© Katharine Lee Bates
Our fathers, in the years grown dim, reared slowly, wall by wall
A holy dwelling-place for Him, that filleth all in all.
They wrought His house of faith and prayer, the rainbow round the Throne,
A precious temple builded fair on Christ the Cornerstone.
The Diplomatic Platypus
© Patrick Barrington
I had a duck-billed platypus when I was up at Trinity,
With whom I soon discovered a remarkable affinity.
Swiss Song, On The Anniversary Of An Ancient Battle
© Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Look on the white Alps round!
If yet they gird a land
Where freedom's voice and step are found,
Forget ye not the band,
The faithful band, our sires, who fell
Here, in the narrow battle-dell!
Of the Progress of the Soul: The Second Anniversary
© John Donne
(excerpt)
OF THE PROGRESS OF THE SOUL
Wherein,
by occasion of the religious death of Mistress
Morituri Salutamus: Poem for the Fiftieth Anniversary of the Class of 1825 in Bowdoin College
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis,
Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies.
Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi.
"O Cæsar, we who are about to die
Salute you!" was the gladiators' cry
In the arena, standing face to face
With death and with the Roman populace.
Tomb (Of Verlaine)
© Stéphane Mallarme
The black rock enraged that the north wind rolls it on
Will not stop itself, nor, under pious hands, still
Cease testing its resemblance to human ill
As if to bless some fatal cast of bronze.
Supernatural Songs
© William Butler Yeats
Ribh at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn
Because you have found me in the pitch-dark night
Anniversary
© Gabriela Mistral
And we go on and on,
Neither sleeping nor awake,
Towards the meeting, unaware
That we are already there.
Hymn Sung At An Anniversary Of The Asylum Of Orphans At Charleston
© Henry Timrod
We scarce, O God! could lisp thy name,
When those who loved us passed away,
And left us but thy love to claim,
With but an infant's strength to pray.
