Time poems
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my dream about time
© Paul Celan
a woman unlike myself is running
down the long hall of a lifeless house
On Scratchbury Camp
© Siegfried Sassoon
Along the grave green downs, this idle afternoon,
Shadows of loitering silver clouds, becalmed in blue,
Bring, like unfoldment of a flower, the best of June.
The Correspondence-School Instructor Says Goodbye to His Poetry Students
© Washington Allston
Goodbye,
you who are, for me, the postmarks again
of imaginary towns—Xenia, Burnt Cabins, Hornell—
their solitude given away in poems, only their loneliness kept.
Sonnets from the Portuguese 20: Beloved, my Beloved
© Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Beloved, my Beloved, when I think
That thou wast in the world a year ago,
In Summer Time
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
When summer time has come, and all
The world is in the magic thrall
Different Ways to Pray
© Naomi Shihab Nye
And occasionally there would be one
who did none of this,
the old man Fowzi, for example, Fowzi the fool,
who beat everyone at dominoes,
insisted he spoke with God as he spoke with goats,
and was famous for his laugh.
The View from an Attic Window
© Howard Nemerov
for Francis and Barbara
1
Among the high-branching, leafless boughs
Above the roof-peaks of the town,
Snowflakes unnumberably come down.
a song in the front yard
© Gwendolyn Brooks
I’ve stayed in the front yard all my life.
I want a peek at the back
Where it’s rough and untended and hungry weed grows.
A girl gets sick of a rose.
Fand, A Feerie Act III
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
[She looks towards the sea.
Attendant. None.
The sea mist drives too thickly.
England CXVII
© Algernon Charles Swinburne
Yet, though treason and fierce unreason should league and lie and defame
and smite,
We that know thee, how far below thee the hatred burns of the sons of
night,
We that love thee, behold above thee the witness written of life in
light.
Song: Out upon it, I have lovd
© Sir John Suckling
Out upon it, I have lovd
Three whole days together;
And am like to love three more,
If it prove fair weather.
Banjo Dog Variations
© Donald Justice
Agriculture and Industry
Embraced in public on a wall
Heroes in shirt-sleeves! Next to them
The average man felt small.
A Soul in Prison
© Augusta Davies Webster
"They," you'd answer me,
if you owned my instance, "sorrowed in their doubt,
and did not wholly doubt, and loved."
from The Laurel Tree
© Louis Simpson
In the clear light that confuses everything
Only you, dark laurel,
Shadow my house,
In Reference to her Children, 23 June 1659
© Anne Bradstreet
I had eight birds hatcht in one nest,
Four Cocks were there, and Hens the rest.
from The Task, Book II: The Time-Piece
© William Cowper
(excerpt)
England, with all thy faults, I love thee still
