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Celia
© Alexander Pope
Celia, we know, is sixty-five,
Yet Celia's face is seventeen;
Thus winter in her breast must live,
While summer in her face is seen.
Chartless
© Emily Dickinson
I never saw a moor,
I never saw the sea;
Yet now I know how the heather looks,
And what a wave must be.
Cupid Abroad Was Lated
© Robert Greene
CUPID abroad was lated in the night,
His wings were wet with ranging in the rain;
Harbor he sought, to me he took his flight
To dry his plumes. I heard the boy complain:
I oped the door and granted his desire,
I rose myself, and made the wag a fire.
Creative Work
© Valery Yaklovich Bryusov
The shadow of uncreated creatures
Flickers in sleep,
Like palm fronds
On an enamel wall.
Composed on The Eve Of The Marriage Of A Friend In The Vale Of Grasmere
© William Wordsworth
WHAT need of clamorous bells, or ribands gay,
These humble nuptials to proclaim or grace?
Angels of love, look down upon the place;
Shed on the chosen vale a sun-bright day!
Cordelia
© William Michael Rossetti
They turn on her and fix their eyes,
But cease not passing inward;--one
Sneering with lips still curled to lies,
Sinuous of body, serpent-wise;
Her footfall creeps, and her looks shun
The very thing on which they dwell.
Cezanne's Ports
© Allen Ginsberg
In the foreground we see time and life
swept in a race
toward the left hand side of the picture
where shore meets shore.
Christmas Song of the Old Children
© George MacDonald
Well for youth to seek the strong,
Beautiful, and brave!
We, the old, who walk along
Gently to the grave,
Only pay our court to thee,
Child of all Eternity!
Crossing The Tropics
© Herman Melville
While now the Pole Star sinks from sight
The Southern Cross it climbs the sky;
But losing thee, my love, my light,
O bride but for one bridal night,
The loss no rising joys supply.
Composed During A Storm
© William Wordsworth
One who was suffering tumult in his soul,
Yet failed to seek the sure relief of prayer,
Went forth-his course surrendering to the care
Of the fierce wind, while mid-day lightnings prowl
Chanson D'Automne
© Paul Verlaine
Leaf-strewing gales
Utter low wails
Like violins,--
Till on my soul
Their creeping dole
Stealthily wins....
Come slowly
© Emily Dickinson
Come slowly, Eden
Lips unused to thee.
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Chanson de Gavroche
© Victor Marie Hugo
Monsieur Prudhomme est un veau
Qui s'enrhume du cerveau
Au moindre vent frais qui souffle.
Prudhomme, c'est la pantoufle
Qu'un roi met sous ses talons
Pour marcher à reculons.
Castro Alves From Brazil
© Pablo Neruda
Castro Alves from Brazil, for whom did you sing?
Did you sing for the flower? For the water
whose beauty whispered words to the stones?
Did you sing to the eyes, to the torn profile
of the woman you once loved? For the spring?
Chorus from 'Atalanta'
© Algernon Charles Swinburne
WHEN the hounds of spring are on winter's traces,
The mother of months in meadow or plain
Conquest
© Philippe Desportes
Those eyes that set my fancy on a fire,
Those crispéd hairs that hold my heart in chains,
Conclusion
© Arthur Rimbaud
The pigeons which flutter in the meadow,
the game which runs and sees in the dark,
Common Janthina by Tatiana Ziglar: American Life in Poetry #93 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-2
© Ted Kooser
Newborns begin life as natural poets, loving the sound of their own gurgles and coos. And, with the encouragement of parents and teachers, children can continue to write and enjoy poetry into their high school years and beyond. A group of elementary students in Detroit, Michigan, wrote poetry on the subject of what seashells might say if they could speak to us. I was especially charmed by Tatiana Ziglar's short poem, which alludes to the way in which poets learn to be attentive to the world. The inhabitants of the Poetry Palace pay attention, and by that earn the stories they receive.
Common Janthina
My shell said she likes the king and queen
of the Poetry Palace because they listen to her.
She tells them all the secrets of the ocean.
American Life in Poetry is made possible by The Poetry Foundation (www.poetryfoundation.org), publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Reprinted by permission from âShimmering Stars,â? Vol. IV, Spring, 2006, published by the InsideOut Literary Arts Project. Copyright © 2006 by the InsideOut Literary Arts Project. Introduction copyright © 2009 by The Poetry Foundation. The introduction's author, Ted Kooser, served as United States Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 2004-2006. We do not accept unsolicited manuscripts.
