Sanity Poems (26 Poems)
The Art Of Preserving Health. Book III (John Armstrong Poems)
EXERCISE. Thro’ various toils th’ adventurous Muse has past;But half the toil, and more than half, remains.Rude is her Theme, and hardly fit for Song;Plain, and of little ornament; and IBut little practis’d in th’ Aonian arts.Yet not in vain … Continue reading
The Art Of Preserving Health. Book II (John Armstrong Poems)
DIET. Enough of Air. A desart subject now,Rougher and wilder, rises to my sight.A barren waste, where not a garland growsTo bind the Muse’s brow; not ev’n a proudStupendous solitude frowns o’er the heath,To rouse a noble horror in the … Continue reading
Modern Moses (James Madison Bell Poems)
There is a tide in men’s affairs,Leading to fame not wholly theirs —Leading to high positions, wonThrough noble deeds by others done.And crowns there are, and not a few,And royal robes and sceptres, too,That have, in every age and land,Been … Continue reading
Japan -Nagasaki (Henry Jean-Marie Levet Poems)
To Auguste Brunet The city has closed its many colored eyesAnd shushed its clowns, gongs and tam-tams;On the calm water the captain of the portTakes the oars of a sampan and glides… Since the last cholera epidemicWhen his daughter was … Continue reading
The Men Who Stuck To Me (Henry Lawson Poems)
They were men of many nations, they were men of many stations,They were men in many places, and of high and low degree;Men of many types and faces, but, alike in all the races,They were men I met in trouble, … Continue reading
To God (Ivor Gurney Poems)
Why have you made life so intolerableAnd set me between four walls, where I am ableNot to escape meals without prayer, for that is possibleOnly by annoying an attendant. And tonight a sensualHell has been put on me, so that … Continue reading
Lament In Spring (Jan Struther Poems)
NOT much longer nowWill the eye seeBonework of bole and bough,The beautiful, austereEssentials of the tree.Intricate traceryUpward and outward growingFrom strength to filigree;Inverted river, flowingBackward from sea to hills,Back through a hundred streams, a thousand rills. Already now the yearHas … Continue reading
La Muse Malade (The Sick Muse) (Charles Baudelaire Poems)
Ma pauvre muse, h?las! qu’as-tu donc ce matin?Tes yeux creux sont peupl?s de visions nocturnes,Et je vois tour ? tour r?fl?chis sur ton teintLa folie et l’horreur, froides et taciturnes. Le succube verd?tre et le rose lutin T’ont-ils vers? la … Continue reading
Ritual One (David Ignatow Poems)
As I enter the theatre the play is going on. I hear the father say to the son on stage, You’ve taken the motor apart. The son replies, The roof is leaking. The father retorts, The tire is flat. Tiptoeing … Continue reading
The Farmer’s Lament (C J Dennis Poems)
“The backbone of the country and the salt of all the earth” – That was how they styled us when the farmer had his worth. But what’s his valuation now, when times … Continue reading