Morning poems

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Frederick and Alice

© Sir Walter Scott

Frederick leaves the land of France,
Homeward hastes his steps to measure,
Careless casts the parting glance
On the scene of former pleasure.

South Carolina Morning

© Yusef Komunyakaa

Her red dress & hat
tease the sky’s level-
headed blue. Outside

There was the day we swam in a river, a lake, and an ocean.
And the day I quit the job my father got me.
And the day I stood outside a door,
and listened to my girlfriend making love
to someone obviously not me, inside,

Don Juan: Canto 11

© Lord Byron

I

When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter,"

Song I

© Mathilde Blind

OH haste while roses bloom below,
Oh haste while pale and bright above
The sun and moon alternate glow,
To pluck the rose of love.

Ginger

© Carl Rakosi

In form
its own grace,
appearing,
as it passed
in retrospect, classical.

The Tour

© Sylvia Plath

O maiden aunt, you have come to call.
Do step into the hall!
With your bold
Gecko, the little flick!
All cogs, weird sparkle and every cog solid gold.
And I in slippers and housedress with no lipstick!

Cassandra Southwick

© John Greenleaf Whittier

To the God of all sure mercies let my blessing rise today,
From the scoffer and the cruel He hath plucked the spoil away;
Yes, he who cooled the furnace around the faithful three,
And tamed the Chaldean lions, hath set His handmaid free!

Maud; A Monodrama (from Part II)

© Alfred Tennyson

O that 'twere possible
After long grief and pain
To find the arms of my true love
Round me once again!

Beowulf

© Charles Baudelaire

LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings
of spear-armed Danes, in days long sped,
we have heard, and what honor the athelings won!
Oft Scyld the Scefing from squadroned foes,

Lines For A Flag Raising Ceremony

© Edgar Albert Guest

FULL many a flag the breeze has kissed;

Through ages long the morning sun

Corsons Inlet

© Archie Randolph Ammons

I went for a walk over the dunes again this morning
to the sea,
then turned right along
the surf
rounded a naked headland
and returned

Lime

© Yusef Komunyakaa

The victorious army marches into the city,
& not far behind tarries a throng of women
Who slept with the enemy on the edge
Of battlements. The stunned morning

Poet's Obligation

© Pablo Neruda

So, through me, freedom and the sea
will make their answer to the shuttered heart.

Cuba, 1962

© Ai

When the rooster jumps up on the windowsill

and spreads his red-gold wings,

A Rector's Memory

The, Gods that are wiser than Learning

But kinder than Life have made sure

For The King

As you look from the plaza at Leon west
You can see her house, but the view is best
From the porch of the church where she lies at rest;

The Dream

Ah! bless'd are they for whom 'mid all their pains
That faithful and unalter'd love remains;
Who, Life wreck'd round them,--hunted from their rest,--
And, by all else forsaken or distress'd,--
Claim, in one heart, their sanctuary and shrine--
As I, my Mother, claim'd my place in thine!

The Memory of Elena

In Buenos Aires only three
years ago, it was the last time his hand
slipped into her dress, with pearls
cooling her throat and bells like
these, chipping at the night—