Elizabeth Jennings Poems (11 Poems)
The Enemies (Elizabeth Jennings Poems)
Last night they came across the river andEntered the city. Women were awakeWith lights and food. They entertained the band,Not asking what the men had come to takeOr what strange tongue they spokeOr why they came so suddenly through the … Continue reading
A Chorus (Elizabeth Jennings Poem)
Over the surging tides and the mountain kingdoms, Over the pastoral valleys and the meadows, Over the cities with their factory darkness, Over the lands where peace is still a power, Over all these and all this planet carries A … Continue reading
A Performance Of Henry V At Stratford-Upon-Avon (Elizabeth Jennings Poem)
Nature teaches us our tongue again And the swift sentences came pat. I came Into cool night rescued from rainy dawn. And I seethed with language – Henry at Harfleur and Agincourt came apt for war In Ireland and the … Continue reading
Absence (Elizabeth Jennings Poem)
I visited the place where we last met. Nothing was changed, the gardens were well-tended, The fountains sprayed their usual steady jet; There was no sign that anything had ended And nothing to instruct me to forget. The thoughtless birds … Continue reading
Friday (Elizabeth Jennings Poem)
We nailed the hands long ago, Wove the thorns, took up the scourge and shouted For excitement’s sake, we stood at the dusty edge Of the pebbled path and watched the extreme of pain. But one or two prayed, one … Continue reading
In Memory of Anyone Unknown to Me (Elizabeth Jennings Poem)
At this particular time I have no one Particular person to grieve for, though there must Be many, many unknown ones going to dust Slowly, not remembered for what they have done Or left undone. For these, then, I will … Continue reading
Accepted (Elizabeth Jennings Poem)
You are no longer young, Nor are you very old. There are homes where those belong. You know you do not fit When you observe the cold Stares of those who sit In bath-chairs or the park (A stick, then, … Continue reading
Answers (Elizabeth Jennings Poem)
I keep my answers small and keep them near; Big questions bruised my mind but still I let Small answers be a bulwark to my fear. The huge abstractions I keep from the light; Small things I handled and caressed … Continue reading
Delay (Elizabeth Jennings Poem)
The radiance of the star that leans on me Was shining years ago. The light that now Glitters up there my eyes may never see, And so the time lag teases me with how Love that loves now may not … Continue reading
In a Garden (Elizabeth Jennings Poem)
When the gardener has gone this garden Looks wistful and seems waiting an event. It is so spruce, a metaphor of Eden And even more so since the gardener went, Quietly godlike, but of course, he had Not made me … Continue reading
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