DISTANCE POEMS

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If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Remembrance To Forget

at the edge of a branch
i once slipped off,
an invisible noose
held on to the remains
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Ekta Somera

Ekta Somera
In The Nick Of Time

In the Corporate Place it’s a Valentine’s Day
She walks toward me she’s wearing this magic smile
About eleven or so metres away I return the gesture
And I’m smiling she does it the more I’m thrilled
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Casey Ginindza

Casey Ginindza
Park Bench

I live on a park bench.
You, Park Avenue.
Hell of a distance
Between us two.
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Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes
The Lucky Ones

In the middle
They sit and forget
At their palm
Is every wish
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Ola Olawale

Ola Olawale
Tears In Being Free

And she let me open my wings,
Fly free from her sacred heavens.
She gazed at me, watched as I flee,
Until nevermore she could see.
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Az Mo

Az Mo
Youth

If I had youth I'd bid the world to try me;
I'd answer every challenge to my will.
Though mountains stood in silence to defy me,
I'd try to make them subject to my skill.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Come To Me

Come to me,
Stranger's winds blowing coming towards me very badly,
Giving me always the sense of coming to me,
The feeling is calling to you in every way,
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Pallavi Deepchand

Pallavi Deepchand
Vengeance

*VENGEANCE*
*NATURES TOOK UP ARMS*

Suddenly, the sun went abode
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Paciolo Pen Saint

Paciolo Pen Saint
The Mountain

The mountain held the town as in a shadow
I saw so much before I slept there once:
I noticed that I missed stars in the west,
Where its black body cut into the sky.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
My Namesake

Addressed to Francis Greenleaf Allison of Burlington, New Jersey.

You scarcely need my tardy thanks,
Who, self-rewarded, nurse and tend--
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Bad Days

A smiling moon is a hearts desire ,
But eclipses are what make it worth ,
O forlorn night why do you despair?
Your deepest sorrow is your prettiest attire.
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Purples

Purples
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats

John Keats
The End

Though man through life so swiftly wends,
And o'er its journey runs his race;
Though rough, or smooth, or 'round the bends,
In distance putting fleetest friend:
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Edward Smyth Jones
My Guru

Not atop a hill, nor in a religious place,
Not a leader, nor a sage in a hermitage,
Not a king, nor a healer prima facie,
But in my Son, lies my Guru !
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Divya Johar

Divya Johar
Absalom And Achitophel

In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin,
Before polygamy was made a sin;
When man, on many, multipli'd his kind,
Ere one to one was cursedly confin'd:
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John Dryden

John Dryden
The Flower And The Leaf: Or, The Lady In The Arbour.[1]

A VISION.


Now turning from the wintry signs, the sun,
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John Dryden

John Dryden
On A Shadow In A Glass

By something form'd, I nothing am,
Yet everything that you can name;
In no place have I ever been,
Yet everywhere I may be seen;
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Jonathan Swift

Jonathan Swift
The Open Steeplechase

I had ridden over hurdles up the country once or twice,
By the side of Snowy River with a horse they called 'The Ace'.
And we brought him down to Sydney, and our rider, Jimmy Rice,
Got a fall and broke his shoulder, so they nabbed me in a trice,
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Banjo Paterson
In A Country

My love and I are inventing a country, which we
can already see taking shape, as if wheels were
passing through yellow mud. But there is a prob-
lem: if we put a river in the country, it will thaw
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Larry Levis
Waiting For You

CALL:
Alone in this lofty and deserted place,
Have I patiently and eagerly waited.
Among men each day have I search your face;
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Evabeta Benefit

Evabeta Benefit
The Passions. An Ode To Music

When Music, heav'nly maid, was young,
While yet in early Greece she sung,
The Passions oft, to hear her shell,
Throng'd around her magic cell,
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William Collins
Lancelot 06

The dark of Modred's hour not yet availing,
Gawaine it was who gave the King no peace;
Gawaine it was who goaded him and drove him
To Joyous Gard, where now for long his army,
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
The Man Against The Sky

Between me and the sunset, like a dome
Against the glory of a world on fire,
Now burned a sudden hill,
Bleak, round, and high, by flame-lit height made higher,
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
The Nightingale's Nest

Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove,
And list the nightingale-she dwells just here.
Hush! let the wood-gate softly clap, for fear
The noise might drive her from her home of love;
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John Clare

John Clare
Retrospection

I look down the lengthening distance
Far back to youth's valley of hope.
How strange seemed the ways of existence,
How infinite life and its scope!
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Dreaming Of Li Bai (1)

Separation by death must finally be choked down,
but separation in life is a long anguish,

Chiang-nan is a pestilential land;
.....

Du Fu
Delight Becomes Pictorial

Delight becomes pictorial
When viewed through pain,--
More fair, because impossible
That any gain.
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
One Of Us Two

The day will dawn when one of us shall hearken
In vain to hear a voice that has grown dumb.
And morns will fade, noons pale, and shadows darken,
While sad eyes watch for feet that never come.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Beauty And Files

I don't know what is the vice I 'er own
Yet, forbidden stars'-light can't shed my light
Mine own is all too heavy, I swen
So a ministerial marked the school
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Pijush Biswas

Pijush Biswas
A Dream Of Whitman Paraphrased, Recognized And Made More Vivid By Renoir

Twenty-eight naked young women bathed by the shore
Or near the bank of a woodland lake
Twenty-eight girls and all of them comely
Worthy of Mack Sennett's camera and Florenz Ziegfield's
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Delmore Schwartz

Delmore Schwartz
Miriam

One Sabbath day my friend and I
After the meeting, quietly
Passed from the crowded village lanes,
White with dry dust for lack of rains,
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Endymion: Book Iii

There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men
With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen
Their baaing vanities, to browse away
The comfortable green and juicy hay
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John Keats

John Keats
An Ode On The Popular Superstitions Of The Highlands Of Scotland, Considered As The Subject Of Poetr

Home, thou return'st from Thames, whose naiads long
Have seen thee ling'ring with a fond delay
'Mid those soft friends, whose hearts, some future day,
Shall melt, perhaps, to hear thy tragic song.
.....

William Collins
The Iliad: Book 23

Thus did they make their moan throughout the city, while the
Achaeans when they reached the Hellespont went back every man to his
own ship. But Achilles would not let the Myrmidons go, and spoke to
his brave comrades saying, “Myrmidons, famed horsemen and my own
.....

Homer
The Suicide

Bereft of soul
My body shall be bare.
Bereft of body
My soul shall be bare.
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Kamala Das
Suppose

Suppose, my dear, that you were I
And by your side your sweetheart sate;
Suppose you noticed by and by
The distance ‘twixt you were too great;
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Eugene Field

Eugene Field
Midnight

It's midnight, the house silent,
in the distance a musical instrument
being played softly. I am alone.
It's as if the world has come to an end
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David Ignatow
The Teams

A cloud of dust on the long white road,
And the teams go creeping on
Inch by inch with the weary load;
And by the power of the green-hide goad
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Henry Lawson

Henry Lawson
A Dedication

They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less
Of sound than of words,
In lands where bright blossoms are scentless,
And songless bright birds;
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Adam Lindsay Gordon

Adam Lindsay Gordon
Prejudice

IN yonder red-brick mansion, tight and square,
Just at the town's commencement, lives the mayor.
Some yards of shining gravel, fenced with box,
Lead to the painted portal--where one knocks :
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Jane Taylor
Landing On The Moon

When in the mask of night there shone that cut,
we were riddled. A probe reached down
and stroked some nerve in us,
as if the glint from a wizard's eye, of silver,
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May Swenson
Prosperity

Enlaced with gardened jewelry
My basking villas nest
Where sifted sunshine soothes the eye
And cosy hillocks rest.
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Bernard O'dowd
Argument

Days that cannot bring you near
or will not,
Distance trying to appear
something more obstinate,
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Elizabeth Bishop
Merlin V

The sun went down, and the dark after it
Starred Merlin's new abode with many a sconced
And many a moving candle, in whose light
The prisoned wizard, mirrored in amazement,
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Tannhauser

To my mother. May, 1870.


The Landgrave Hermann held a gathering
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Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus
How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time!

How many bards gild the lapses of time!
A few of them have ever been the food
Of my delighted fancy,-I could brood
Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime:
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John Keats

John Keats
Sonnet 044: If The Dull Substance Of My Flesh Were Thought

If the dull substance of my flesh were thought,
Injurious distance should not stop my way;
For then despite of space I would be brought,
From limits far remote, where thou dost stay.
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
The Old Cumberland Beggar

I saw an aged Beggar in my walk;
And he was seated, by the highway side,
On a low structure of rude masonry
Built at the foot of a huge hill, that they
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
The Odyssey: Book 23

Euryclea now went upstairs laughing to tell her mistress that her
dear husband had come home. Her aged knees became young again and
her feet were nimble for joy as she went up to her mistress and bent
over her head to speak to her. “Wake up Penelope, my dear child,”
.....

Homer