Poems begining by E
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Elegy
© Carolyn Forche
The page opens to snow on a field: boot-holed month, black hour
the bottle in your coat half voda half winter light.
To what and to whom does one say yes?
If God were the uncertain, would you cling to him?
Encounter In The Chestnut Avenue
© Rainer Maria Rilke
He felt the entrance's green darkness
wrapped cooly round him like a silken cloak
that he was still accepting and arranging;
when at the opposite transparent end, far off,
Eve
© Rainer Maria Rilke
Look how she stands, high on the steep facade
of the cathedral, near the window-rose,
simply, holding in her hand the apple,
judged for all time as the guiltless-guilty
Evening
© Rainer Maria Rilke
The sky puts on the darkening blue coat
held for it by a row of ancient trees;
you watch: and the lands grow distant in your sight,
one journeying to heaven, one that falls;
Evening Love Song
© Rainer Maria Rilke
Ornamental clouds
compose an evening love song;
a road leaves evasively.
The new moon begins
Even Because
© Ralph Angel
not dead but deeper, wrapped up in curtains, a different color,
among the railings and the pigeons, the rooftops and
walls
ecco a letter starting"dearest we"
© Edward Estlin Cummings
ecco a letter starting"dearest we"
unsigned:remarkably brief but covering
one complete miracle of nearest far
Epithalamion
© Edward Estlin Cummings
I.Thou aged unreluctant earth who dost
with quivering continual thighs invite
the thrilling rain the slender paramour
to toy with thy extraordinary lust,
enter no
© Edward Estlin Cummings
enter no(silence is the blood whose flesh
is singing)silence:but unsinging. In
spectral such hugest how hush,one
Echoes
© Emma Lazarus
Late-born and woman-souled I dare not hope,
The freshness of the elder lays, the might
Of manly, modern passion shall alight
Upon my Muse's lips, nor may I cope
Earth-Moon
© Ted Hughes
Once upon a time there was a person
He was walking along
He met the full burning moon
Rolling slowly twoards him
Examination at the Womb-Door
© Ted Hughes
Who is stronger than hope? Death.
Who is stronger than the will? Death.
Stronger than love? Death.
Stronger than life? Death.
Eclogues
© Thomas Chatterton
Syke Nigel sed, whan from the bluie sea
The upswol sayle dyd daunce before hys eyne;
Swefte as the wishe, hee toe the beeche dyd flee,
And found his fadre steppeynge from the bryne.
Letter thyssen menne, who haveth sprite of loove,
Bethyncke unto hemselves how mote the meetynge proove.
Encouragement
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
WHO dat knockin' at de do'?
Why, Ike Johnson, -- yes, fu' sho!
Come in, Ike. I's mighty glad
You come down. I t'ought you's
Europe, the 72d and 73d years of These States.
© Walt Whitman
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SUDDENLY, out of its stale and drowsy lair, the lair of slaves,
Like lightning it lept forth, half startled at itself,
Its feet upon the ashes and the ragsits hands tight to the throats of kings.
Eidólons.
© Walt Whitman
I MET a Seer,
Passing the hues and objects of the world,
The fields of art and learning, pleasure, sense, To glean Eidólons.
Put in thy chants, said he,
Ethiopia Saluting the Colors.
© Walt Whitman
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WHO are you, dusky woman, so ancient, hardly human,
With your woolly-white and turband head, and bare bony feet?
Why, rising by the roadside here, do you the colors greet?
Excelsior.
© Walt Whitman
WHO has gone farthest? For lo! have not I gone farther?
And who has been just? For I would be the most just person of the earth;
And who most cautious? For I would be more cautious;
And who has been happiest? O I think it is I! I think no one was ever happier than I;
Ephemera
© William Butler Yeats
Pensive they paced along the faded leaves,
While slowly he whose hand held hers replied:
'Passion has often worn our wandering hearts.'
Experience
© Dorothy Parker
Some men break your heart in two,
Some men fawn and flatter,
Some men never look at you;
And that cleans up the matter.
