Poems begining by F
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'Faraz' ab ko_ii saudaa naheen
© Ahmad Faraz
'Faraz' ab ko_ii saudaa naheen junuu.N bhii nahii.n
magar qaraar se din kaT rahe ho.n yuu.N bhii nahii.n
from Omeros
© Derek Walcott
In hill-towns, from San Fernando to Mayagüez,
the same sunrise stirred the feathered lances of cane
down the archipelago’s highways. The first breeze
First Name Friends
© Edgar Albert Guest
Though some may yearn for titles great, and seek the frills of fame,
I do not care to have an extra handle to my name.
I am not hungry for the pomp of life's high dignities,
I do not sigh to sit among the honored LL. D.'s.
I shall be satisfied if I can be unto the end,
To those I know and live with here, a simple, first-name friend.
From “Odi Barbare”
© Geoffrey Hill
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What is far hence led to the den of making:
Moves unlike wildfire | not so simple-happy
Ploughman hammers ploughshare his durum dentem
Digging the Georgics
Floating Sweet Dumpling
© Ho Xuan Huong
My body is powdery white and round
I sink and bob like a mountain in a pond
The hand that kneads me is hard and rough
You can't destroy my true red heart
Friendship and Love
© Mark Akenside
In vain thy lawless Fires contend with mine,
Tho' Crouds unnumber'd fall before thy Shrine;
Let Youths, who ne'er aspir'd to noble Fame,
And the soft Virgin, kindle at thy Flame,
Thee, Son of Indolence and Vice, I scorn,
By Reason nourish'd, and of Virtue born.
First Praise
© William Carlos Williams
Lady of dusk-wood fastnesses,
Thou art my Lady.
I have known the crisp, splintering leaf-tread with thee on before,
White, slender through green saplings;
I have lain by thee on the brown forest floor
Beside thee, my Lady.
Flathead Lake, October
© Geraldine Connolly
The eagle floats and glides,
circling the burnished aspen,
From 'In Egypt'
© Virna Sheard
O WHEN the desert blossomed like a mystic silver rose,
And the moon shone on the palace, deep guarded to the gate,
And softly touched the lowly homes fast barred against their foes,
And lit the faces hewn of stone, that seemed to watch and wait
From The Wreck
© Adam Lindsay Gordon
"Turn out, boys!" - "What's up with our super. to-night?
The man's mad - Two hours to daybreak I'd swear -
Stark mad - why, there isn't a glimmer of light."
"Take Bolingbroke, Alec, give Jack the young mare;
Fate
© Francis Bret Harte
"The sky is clouded, the rocks are bare,
The spray of the tempest is white in air;
The winds are out with the waves at play,
And I shall not tempt the sea to-day.
Fragment 6: The Moon, how definite its orb!
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The Moon, how definite its orb!
Failed Tribute to the Stonemason of Tor House, Robinson Jeffers
© James Tate
We traveled down to see your house,
Tor House, Hawk Tower, in Carmel,
Fixed Ideas
© Kenneth Slessor
Ranks of electroplated cubes, dwindling to glitters,
Like the other pasture, the trigonometry of marble,
from Dante Études, Book One: We Will Endeavor
© Robert Duncan
“We will endeavor,
the word aiding us from Heaven,
to be of service
to the vernacular speech”
From “The Hollow Hill”
© Kathleen Raine
Smaller than pollen-grain, smaller than seed
Of bitter berry red—
Do not look for the small,
The door has no size at all.
Feeling Fucked Up
© Tony Harrison
Lord she’s gone done left me done packed / up and split
and I with no way to make her
For You O Democracy
© Walt Whitman
Come, I will make the continent indissoluble,
I will make the most splendid race the sun ever shone upon,
I will make divine magnetic lands,
With the love of comrades,
With the life-long love of comrades.
