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Here you will find full poems or excerpts from poems in the corpus anthologies. Each post contains links to digitized versions of the original publications.
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“Gothic” by Aldous Huxley
"Gothic" Sharp spires pierce upwards, and the clouds are full of tumbling bells. Reckless, break-neck, head over heels down an ...
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“‘Ah, Koelue. . .'” by Isaac Rosenberg
"'Ah, Koelue. . .'" Ah, Koelue ! Had you embalmed your beauty, so It could not backward go, Or change ...
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“Childhood” by Richard Aldington
"Childhood" I. The bitterness, the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe ...
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“Kaleidoscopics” by Ferdinand Reyher
"Kaleidoscopics" Gondolas with white freightage Passed, And muted barcaroles Destroyed old houses. The iridescent plush rope sways With the rhythm ...
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“Outskirts” by Sacheverell Sitwell
"Outskirts" The gold voice of the sunset was most clearly in the air As I wandered through the outskirts of ...
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“Discovery” by John Freeman
"Discovery" Beauty walked over the hills and made them bright. She in the long fresh grass scattered her rains Sparkling ...
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“Mid-Day” by H.D.
"Mid-Day" The light beats upon me. I am startled— A split leaf crackles on the paved floor— I am anguished—defeated ...
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“To a Fumbling Lover” by Jeanne D’Orge
"To a Fumbling Lover" The sea would know the way to go about it The moon has taught the tide ...
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Sonnet “This is no time for prayers or words or song” by Nancy Cunard
Sonnet This is no time for prayers or words or song. With folded hands we sit and slowly stare. The ...
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“Sick Leave” by Siegfried Sassoon
"Sick Leave" When I'm asleep, dreaming and lulled and warm,— They come, the homeless ones, the noiseless dead. While the ...
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“The Unquiet Street” by John Gould Fletcher
"The Unquiet Street" By day and night this street is not still: Omnibuses with red tail-lamps, Taxicabs with shiny eyes, ...
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“The Great Adventure” by Helen Rootham
"The Great Adventure" To the memory of E.W.T. One said,—'Death is a great adventure.' It may be so. Yet being ...
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“In a Garden” by John Rodker
In a Garden There was a paved alley there, apple trees and a lush lawn— and over the grey wall ...
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“Goldfish” by Harold Monro
"Goldfish" They are the angels of that watery world, With so much knowledge that they just aspire To move themselves ...
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“After Ch’u Yuan” by Ezra Pound
"After Ch'u Yuan" I will get me to the wood Where the gods walked garlanded in wisteria, By the silver-blue ...
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Sonnet “I am numb through with the coldness. . .” by Alan Porter
Sonnet I am numb through with the coldness of thwart men; Not angry men, unconcerned or shy, Scant of love, ...
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“The Coming of Night” by Skipwith Cannell
The Coming of Night (In the city) The sun is near set And the tall buildings Become teeth Tearing bloodily at ...
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“Driftwood” by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
"Driftwood" Black spars of driftwood burn to peacock falmes, Sea-emeralds and sea-purples and sea-blues, And all the innumerable ever-changing hues ...
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