Great poems

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The Crunch

© Charles Bukowski

too fat
too thin
or nobody.

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Greatness

© Charles Harpur

That man is truly great, and he alone

 Who venerates, of present things or past

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The Maids Of Attitash

© John Greenleaf Whittier

In sky and wave the white clouds swam,
And the blue hills of Nottingham
Through gaps of leafy green
Across the lake were seen,

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“Flower O’ The Peach”

© Alice Guerin Crist


When I came down Toowoomba streets,
The evening air was full of sweets,
Of Springtime odours vague and faint,

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The Grey Road

© George Essex Evans

A sun-flash on his mounting wing,

  A wild note soaring high—

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Salmacis and Hermaphroditus.

© Francis Beaumont

MY wanton lines doe treate of amorous loue,


Such as would bow the hearts of gods aboue:

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Creation

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

The impulse of all love is to create.

God was so full of love, in his embrace

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Verses on the Death of Dr. Swift, D.S.P.D.

© Jonathan Swift

Dear honest Ned is in the gout,
Lies rack'd with pain, and you without:
How patiently you hear him groan!
How glad the case is not your own!

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Dream Song 324

© John Berryman

Henry in Ireland to Bill underground:
Rest well, who worked so hard, who made a good sound
constantly, for so many years:
your high-jinks delighted the continents & our ears:
you had so many girls your life was a triumph
and you loved your one wife.

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Hezekiah

© Thomas Parnell

From the bleak Beach and broad expanse of sea,
To lofty Salem, Thought direct thy way;
Mount thy light chariot, move along the plains,
And end thy flight where Hezekiah reigns.

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Not All The Singers Of A Thousand Years

© Lord Alfred Douglas

And did you ask who signed the plea with you?
Fools! It was signed already with the sign
Of great dead men, of God-like Socrates,
Shakespeare and Plato and the Florentine
Who conquered form. And all your pretty crew
Once, and once only, might have stood with these.

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Book Ninth [Residence in France]

© William Wordsworth

EVEN as a river,--partly (it might seem)

Yielding to old remembrances, and swayed

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The Trial

© Zbigniew Herbert

in the first row sat an old fat woman
dressed up as my mother with a theatrical gesture she raised
a handkerchief to her dirty eyes but didn't cry
it must have lasted a long time I don't know even how long  
the red blood of the sunset was rising in the gowns of the judges

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The White Ship Henry I. Of England.—25th November 1120

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

By none but me can the tale be told,

The butcher of Rouen, poor Berold.

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Lovesong

© Ted Hughes

He loved her and she loved him.

His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to

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Daphne

© Henry Kendall

Daphne! Ladon's daughter, Daphne! Set thyself in silver light,

Take thy thoughts of fairest texture, weave them into words of white -

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Kinmont Willie

© Andrew Lang

O have ye na heard o the fause Sakelde?
O have ye na heard o the keen Lord Scroop?
How they hae taen bauld Kinmont Willie,
On Hairibee to hang him up?

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Though Narrow Be That Old Man’s Cares .

© William Wordsworth

THOUGH narrow be that old Man's cares, and near,
The poor old Man is greater than he seems:
For he hath waking empire, wide as dreams;
An ample sovereignty of eye and ear.

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The Human Tragedy ACT II

© Alfred Austin

Personages:
  Olympia-
  Godfrid-
  Gilbert-
  Olive.

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My Father Teaches Me to Dream by Jan Beatty: American Life in Poetry #72 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laure

© Ted Kooser

Those who survived the Great Depression of the 1930s have a tough, no-nonsense take on what work is. If when I was young I'd told my father I was looking for fulfilling work, he would have looked at me as if I'd just arrived from Mars. Here the Pennsylvania poet, Jan Beatty, takes on the voice of her father to illustrate the thinking of a generation of Americans.