Time poems

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The Pangolin

© Marianne Clarke Moore

Another armored animal--scale
lapping scale with spruce-cone regularity until they
form the uninterrupted central
tail-row! This near artichoke with head and legs and grit-equipped

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Stanzas To The Po

© George Gordon Byron

River, that rollest by the ancient walls,
  Where dwells the lady of my love, when she
Walks by thy brink, and there perchance recalls
  A faint and fleeting memory of me;

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The Height of Land

© Duncan Campbell Scott

Here is the height of land:
The watershed on either hand
Goes down to Hudson Bay
Or Lake Superior;

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The Harvest

© Duncan Campbell Scott

Ask not the question! -
Something tremendous
Moves to the answer.

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The Half-breed Girl

© Duncan Campbell Scott

She is free of the trap and the paddle,
The portage and the trail,
But something behind her savage life
Shines like a fragile veil.

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The Ghosts Of The Trees

© Isabella Valancy Crawford

  My brow I thrust,
  Through sultry dust,
  That the lean wolf howl'd upon;
  I drove my tides,
  Between the sides,
  Of the bellowing canon.

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Permanence

© Duncan Campbell Scott

Set within a desert lone,
Circled by an arid sea,
Stands a figure carved in stone,
Where a fountain used to be.

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Ode for the Keats Centenary

© Duncan Campbell Scott

Where, searching through the ferny breaks,
The moose-fawns find the springs;
Where the loon laughs and diving takes
Her young beneath her wings;

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Night Hymns on Lake Nipigon

© Duncan Campbell Scott

Here in the midnight, where the dark mainland and island
Shadows mingle in shadow deeper, profounder,
Sing we the hymns of the churches, while the dead water
Whispers before us.

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The Boy That Was

© Edgar Albert Guest

When the hair about the temples starts to show

  the signs of gray,

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As One Listens To The Rain

© Octavio Paz

Listen to me as one listens to the rain,

not attentive, not distracted,

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Women's Suffrage

© William Topaz McGonagall

Fellow men! why should the lords try to despise
And prohibit women from having the benefit of the parliamentary Franchise?
When they pay the same taxes as you and me,
I consider they ought to have the same liberty.

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To Mr James Scrymgeour, Dundee

© William Topaz McGonagall

Success to James Scrymgeour,
He's a very good man,
And to gainsay it,
There's few people can;

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The Wreck of the Steamer Stella

© William Topaz McGonagall

'Twas in the month of March and in the year of 1899,
Which will be remembered for a very long time;
The wreck of the steamer "Stella" that was wrecked on the Casquet Rocks,
By losing her bearings in a fog, and received some terrible shocks.

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The Whispers Of Time

© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon

What does time whisper, youth gay and light,
While thinning thy locks, silken and bright,
While paling thy soft cheek’s roseate dye,
Dimming the light of thy flashing eye,
Stealing thy bloom and freshness away—
Is he not hinting at death—decay?

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The Wreck of the Columbine

© William Topaz McGonagall

Kind Christians, all pay attention to me,
And Miss Mouat's sufferings I'll relate to ye;
While on board the Columbine, on the merciless sea,
Tossing about in the darkness of night in the storm helplessly.

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The Wreck of the Barque Wm. Paterson of Liverpool

© William Topaz McGonagall

Ye landsmen all attend my verse, and I'll tell to ye a tale
Concerning the barque "Wm. Paterson" that was lost in a tempestuous gale;
She was on a voyage from Bangkok to the Clyde with a cargo of Teakwood,
And the crew numbered Fifteen in all of seamen firm and good.

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Gnomic Verses

© Robert Creeley


Down the road Up the hill Into the house
Over the wall Under the bed After the fact
By the way Out of the woods Behind the times
In front of the door Between the lines Along the path

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The Wreck of the Barque Lynton

© William Topaz McGonagall

A sad tale of the sea, I will unfold,
About Mrs Lingard, that Heroine bold;
Who struggled hard in the midst of the hurricane wild,
To save herself from being drowned, and her darling child.

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The Wreck of the Abercrombie Robinson

© William Topaz McGonagall

Twas in the year of 1842 and on the 27th of May
That six Companies of the 91st Regiment with spirits light and gay,
And forming the Second Battalion, left Naas without delay,
Commanded by Captain Bertie Gordon, to proceed to the Cape straightaway.