Nature poems

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Sordello: Book the Third

© Robert Browning


  Whereat he rose.
The level wind carried above the firs
Clouds, the irrevocable travellers,
Onward.

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he and the hilltown

© Rg Gregory

when they look into his mind they find a hill town
somewhat surprised they go off to their learned books
outside (architecturally) he’d seems a little wind-blown
not special – a common sort of shackman by his looks

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The Faithful Bird

© William Cowper

The greenhouse is my summer seat;

My shrubs displaced from that retreat

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elusive wisdom

© Rg Gregory

thoth (who became hermes who became mercury)
who was both moon and wisdom to the egyptians
manifested himself mainly as an ibis - a watery bird
a restless creature that could not stop searching
through marshy ground with its sickle-shaped beak

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eight roundels

© Rg Gregory

(roundel: variation of the rondeau
consisting of three stanzas of three
lines each, linked together with but
two rhymes and a refrain at the end
of the first and third group)

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Paradise Lost : Book II.

© John Milton


High on a throne of royal state, which far

Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind,

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(filtered)

© Rg Gregory

a nearby field provides the plants
sometimes with a wild profusion
(organisation seems a long way off)

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Aspiring Miss DeLaine

© Francis Bret Harte

(A CHEMICAL NARRATIVE)

Certain facts which serve to explain

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two spanish poems

© Rg Gregory

the sun in orihuela calms the dust
and people glide about the streets at ease
(problems left indoors to cool themselves)
time has grown fat and no one cares
to pin each minute to its proper place
the day is long tomorrow's not yet real

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milano

© Rg Gregory

wandering around milan my father
i know that (bred in the bone) i'm you
i walk and think - my legs roll onwards
i take in the atmosphere but not the view

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The South-Wester

© George Meredith

Day of the cloud in fleets!  O day

Of wedded white and blue, that sail

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hawthorns and the like

© Rg Gregory

as the landscape falls away
the hawthorn in its gnarly fashion
is content to stand alone
berries (the very tint of passion)
that birds are wont to feed upon
bloodstain the shortened day

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Epode

© Benjamin Jonson

Not to know vice at all, and keep true state,

  Is virtue and not fate:

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On Dr. Brown's Death

© Thomas Parnell

I.

Alas will nothing do,

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from the Ansty Experience

© Rg Gregory

(a)
they seek to celebrate the word
not to bring their knives out on a poem
dissecting it to find a heart

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Wealth

© Ralph Waldo Emerson

Who shall tell what did befall,

Far away in time, when once,

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Experience

© Jane Taylor

--A COSTLY good ; that none e'er bought or sold
For gem, or pearl, or miser's store, twice told :
Save certain watery pearls, possessed by all,
Which, one by one, may buy it as they fall.
Of these, though precious, few will not suffice,
So slow the traffic, and so large the price !

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Of The Nature Of Things: Book I - Part 01 - Proem

© Lucretius

Mother of Rome, delight of Gods and men,

Dear Venus that beneath the gliding stars

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understanding lemons

© Rg Gregory

lemons don’t let you admire yourself too much
they stick from their tree like awkward thoughts
demanding a truth be told even if the tongue
would prefer a far more sickly explanation