Category Archives: Poets

A Dream within a Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

Dream within a Dream   Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown … Continue reading

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Journey of the Magi by T S Eliot

Journey of the Magi ‘A cold coming we had of it, Just the worst time of the year For a journey, and such a long journey: The ways deep and the weather sharp, The very dead of winter.’ And the … Continue reading

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Advice to Grub Street verse-writers by Jonathan Swift

Advice to Grub Street verse-writers         Ye poets ragged and forlorn,       Down from your garrets haste; Ye rhymers, dead as soon as born,       Not yet consign’d to paste;      I know a trick to make you thrive;       O, ’tis … Continue reading

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If By Dull Rhymes Our English Must Be Chain’d by John Keats

f By Dull Rhymes Our English Must Be Chain’d  If by dull rhymes our English must be chain’d,    And, like Andromeda, the Sonnet sweet Fetter’d, in spite of pained loveliness; Let us find out, if we must be constrain’d,    Sandals … Continue reading

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The Blue Boat by Kathleen Jamie

The Blue Boat   How late the daylight edges toward the northern night as though journeying in a blue boat, gilded in mussel shell   by Kathleen Jamie To read the full poem click here You can find more of … Continue reading

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The Apparition by Herman Melville

The Apparition  (A Retrospect) Convulsions came; and, where the field Long slept in pastoral green, A goblin-mountain was upheaved (Sure the scared sense was all deceived), Marl-glen and slag-ravine. The unreserve of Ill was there, The clinkers in her last … Continue reading

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Ode to Tomatoes by Pablo Neruda

Ode to tomatoes The street filled with tomatoes midday, summer, light is halved like a tomato, its juice runs through the streets. In December, unabated, the tomato invades the kitchen, it enters at lunchtime, takes its ease on countertops, among … Continue reading

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