Aldous Leonard Huxley Mind Poems

  • 1.
    I. UNDER THE TREES.

    There had been phantoms, pale-remembered shapes
    Of this and this occasion, sisterly
    ...
  • 2.
    I had remarked--how sharply one observes
    When life is disappearing round the curves
    Of yet another corner, out of sight!--
    I had remarked when it was "good luck" and "good night"
    ...
  • 3.
    Failing sometimes to understand
    Why there are folk whose flesh should seem
    Like carrion puffed with noisome steam,
    Fly-blown to the eye that looks on it,
    ...
  • 4.
    Once more the windless days are here,
    Quiet of autumn, when the year
    Halts and looks backward and draws breath
    Before it plunges into death.
    ...
  • 5.
    Thought is an unseen net wherein our mind
    Is taken and vainly struggles to be free:
    Words, that should loose our spirit, do but bind
    New fetters on our hoped-for liberty:
    ...
  • 6.
    I have run where festival was loud
    With drum and brass among the crowd
    Of panic revellers, whose cries
    Affront the quiet of the skies;
    ...
  • 7.
    There is a country in my mind,
    Lovelier than a poet blind
    Could dream of, who had never known
    This world of drought and dust and stone
    ...
  • 8.
    My green aquarium of phantom fish,
    Goggling in on me through the misty panes;
    My rotting leaves and fields spongy with rains;
    My few clear quiet autumn days--I wish
    ...
  • 9.
    Shepherd, to yon tall poplars tune your flute:
    Let them pierce, keenly, subtly shrill,
    The slow blue rumour of the hill;
    Let the grass cry with an anguish of evening gold,
    ...
Total 9 Mind Poems by Aldous Leonard Huxley

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