“Danse Russe” by William Carlos Williams
Danse Russe If I when my wife is sleepingand the baby and Kathleenare sleepingand the sun is a flame-white discin ...
“Fulfilment” by Robert Nichols
Fulfilment Was there love once? I have forgotten her.Was there grief once? grief yet is mine.Other loves I have, men ...
“Arizona: The Windmills” by John Gould Fletcher
ArizonaThe Windmills The windmills, like great sunflowers of steel,Lift themselves proudly over the straggling houses ;And at their feet the ...
“The Merry-Go-Round” by Aldous Huxley
The Merry-Go-Round The machine is ready to start. The symbolic beastsgrow resty, curvetting where they stand at their placesin the ...
“Banal Sojourn” by Wallace Stevens
Banal Sojourn Two wooden tubs of blue hydrangeas stand at the foot of the stone steps.The sky is ...
“The Giant Puffball” by Edmund Blunden
The Giant Puffball From what sad star I know not, but I found Myself new-born below the coppice rail,No bigger than ...
“In Bad Taste” by Osbert Sitwell
In Bad Taste The platitudinous multitude advance,They tear their hair and speak with bated breath,And some are young—tho' prematurely aged,And ...
“Sunday in a Certain City Suburb” by Maxwell Bodenheim
Sunday in a Certain City Suburb Four men whose lives are the beginning of sun- ...
“The Bird at Dawn” by Harold Monro
The Bird at Dawn What I saw was just one eyeIn the dawn as I was going:A bird can carry ...
“Scent of Irises” by D.H. Lawrence
Scent of Irises A faint, sickening scent of irisesPersists all morning. Here in a jar on the tableA fine proud ...
“Home Thoughts in Laventie” by Edward Wyndham Tennant
Home Thoughts in Laventie Green gardens in Laventie!Soldiers only know the streetWhere the mud is churned and splashed aboutBy battle-wending ...
“Iris” by Frances Gregg
Iris Ah, bow your head, white sword flower,Lest you pierce the thing you would save,Lest your white beauty slay me.Let your ...
“Reciprocity” by John Drinkwater
Reciprocity I do not think that skies and meadows areMoral, or that the fixture of a starComes of a quiet ...
“Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar” by Allen Upward
Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar The Bitter Purple Willows Meditating on the glory of illustrious lineage ...
“Sugar for the Birds: I. Singerie” by Edith Sitwell
Sugar for the Birds I. Singerie Summer afternoon ...
“To the Soul of ‘Progress'” by Marianne Moore
To the Soul of "Progress" You've made your mindA millstone to grind Chaff.You polish itAnd with your warped with ...
“Music” by Walter de la Mare
Music When music sounds, gone is the earth I know, And all her lovely things even lovelier grow; Her flowers ...
