DOORWAY POEMS

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Studio Composition

Cup of Words

Crystal sphere sitting
Before child like statue
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Joseph Mayo Wristen
Oh! Night

The old man looking out from the unclad window of his tiny hut,
He grinned his teeth and smile as the night greets his wrinkled face with it's crimson tide of a beautiful grim from a maiden moonlight.

To him; Oh! Age how often you come,
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Iyke Flint

Iyke Flint
The Lesson

Chaos ruled OK in the classroom
as bravely the teacher walked in
the nooligans ignored him
his voice was lost in the din
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Roger Mcgough
My Last Afternoon With Uncle Devereux Winslow

1922: the stone porch of my Grandfatherâ??s summer house

I
â??I wonâ??t go with you. I want to stay with Grandpa!â?
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Robert Lowell
The Odyssey: Book 09

And Ulysses answered, “King Alcinous, it is a good thing to hear a
bard with such a divine voice as this man has. There is nothing better
or more delightful than when a whole people make merry together,
with the guests sitting orderly to listen, while the table is loaded
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Homer
The Last Walk In Autumn

I.
O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched hands
Plead with the leaden heavens in vain,
I see, beyond the valley lands,
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Telling The Bees

Here is the place; right over the hill
Runs the path I took;
You can see the gap in the old wall still,
And the stepping-stones in the shallow brook.
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
A Counting-out Song

What is the song the children sing,
When doorway lilacs bloom in Spring,
And the Schools are loosed, and the games are played
That were deadly earnest when Earth was made?
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Great Hunger

I
Clay is the word and clay is the flesh
Where the potato-gatherers like mechanised scarecrows move
Along the side-fall of the hill - Maguire and his men.
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Patrick Kavanagh
The Windigo

Go easy wit' de paddle, an' steady wit' de
oar
Geev rudder to de bes' man you got among
de crew,
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William Henry Drummond
The Long Vacation

To Amy Wainwright


This is the time the boys come home from school,
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Katharine Tynan
As You Leave Me

Shiny record albums scattered over
the living room floor, reflecting light
from the lamp, sharp reflections that hurt
my eyes as I watch you, squatting among the platters,
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Etheridge Knight
Psalm

1

Be silent with me, as all bells are silent!

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Ingeborg Bachmann
Christmas Eve

I

Out of the little chapel I burst
Into the fresh night-air again.
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
Admetus

To my friend, Ralph Waldo Emerson.


He who could beard the lion in his lair,
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Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus
Tannhauser

To my mother. May, 1870.


The Landgrave Hermann held a gathering
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Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus
School On The Outskirts

How different, in the middle of snows, the great school rises red!
A red rock silent and shadowless, clung round with clusters of shouting lads,
Some few dark-cleaving the doorway, souls that cling as the souls of the dead
In stupor persist at the gates of life, obstinate dark monads.
.....
D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence
Spring Rain

I thought I had forgotten,
But it all came back again
To-night with the first spring thunder
In a rush of rain.
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Sara Teasdale
The Princes' Quest - Part The Fifth

So, being risen, the Prince in brief while went
Forth to the market-place, where babblement
Of them that bought and them that sold was one
Of many sounds in murmurous union-
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William Watson
The Odyssey: Book 18

Now there came a certain common tramp who used to go begging all
over the city of Ithaca, and was notorious as an incorrigible
glutton and drunkard. This man had no strength nor stay in him, but he
was a great hulking fellow to look at; his real name, the one his
.....

Homer
Limerick: There Was A Young Lady Of Norway,

There was a Young Lady of Norway,
Who casually sat on a doorway;
When the door squeezed her flat,
She exclaimed, 'What of that?'
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Edward Lear

Edward Lear
Uhland's

There were three cavaliers that went over the Rhine,
And gayly they called to the hostess for wine.
"And where is thy daughter? We would she were here,--
Go fetch us that maiden to gladden our cheer!"
.....
Eugene Field

Eugene Field
The Visit

I reached the cottage. I knew it from the card
He had given me-the low door heavily barred,
Steep roof, and two yews whispering on guard.

.....

John Freeman
First Love

I

“No, no! Leave me not in this dark hour,”
She cried. And I,
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John Freeman
Never

I wake. Yes, it's a coffin lid.-With effort
I reach my hands out and I call
For help. Yes, I recall the tortures
Of dying.-Yes, this is no dream!-
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Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet
The Lay Of Prince Marvan

There is a sheeling hidden in the wood
Unknown to all save God;
An ancient ash-tree and a hazel-bush
Their sheltering shade afford.
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Eleanor Hull

Eleanor Hull
Hiawatha's Friends

Two good friends had Hiawatha,
Singled out from all the others,
Bound to him in closest union,
And to whom he gave the right hand
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Two Sonnets

I

Just as I wonder at the twofold screen
Of twisted innocence that you would plait
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Lazarus

“No, Mary, there was nothing-not a word.
Nothing, and always nothing. Go again
Yourself, and he may listen-or at least
Look up at you, and let you see his eyes.
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Edwin Arlington Robinson

Edwin Arlington Robinson
The New Hawaiian Girl

EXPLANATORY

Kamehameha First, of the Hawaiian Islands, conquered his
foes in a great battle, driving them over the high mountain
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Song Of The Cities

BOMBAY

Royal and Dower-royal, I the Queen
Fronting thy richest sea with richer hands --
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Shadow.'a Parable

Yea! though I walk through the valley of the
Shadow.

‘Psalm of David'.
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Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe
White Night

I haven't locked the door,
Nor lit the candles,
You don't know, don't care,
That tired I haven't the strength
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Anna Akhmatova
The Quill Worker

Plains, plains, and the prairie land which the sunlight floods and fills,
To the north the open country, southward the Cyprus Hills;
Never a bit of woodland, never a rill that flows,
Only a stretch of cactus beds, and the wild, sweet prairie rose;
.....

Emily Pauline Johnson
Polish Flowers

A box with paints from childhood's time:
The colors of town are earth and grime.
An old worker at a dark doorway squats,
The spuds in his bowl are powdery dry.
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Julian Tuwim
Charades

I.

She stood at Greenwich, motionless amid
The ever-shifting crowd of passengers.
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Charles Stuart Calverley
The Odyssey: Book 08

Now when the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared,
Alcinous and Ulysses both rose, and Alcinous led the way to the
Phaecian place of assembly, which was near the ships. When they got
there they sat down side by side on a seat of polished stone, while
.....

Homer
The Odyssey: Book 06

So here Ulysses slept, overcome by sleep and toil; but Minerva
went off to the country and city of the Phaecians-a people who used
to live in the fair town of Hypereia, near the lawless Cyclopes. Now
the Cyclopes were stronger than they and plundered them, so their king
.....

Homer
Pillbox

Just see whatâ??s happening Worley! Worley rose
And round the angled doorway thrust his nose
And serjeant Hyde went too to snuff the air. . . .
Then war brought down his fist, and missed the pair!
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Edmund Blunden
Among The Hills

PRELUDE
ALONG the roadside, like the flowers of gold
That tawny Incas for their gardens wrought,
Heavy with sunshine droops the golden-rod,
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
George Mullen's Confession

For the sake of guilty conscience, and the heart that ticks the
time
Of the clockworks of my nature, I desire to say that I'm
A weak and sinful creature, as regards my daily walk
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James Whitcomb Riley
A Broken Sword.

(To A. L.)


The shopman shambled from the doorway out
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Henry Austin Dobson

Henry Austin Dobson
The Curse Of Cromwell

You ask what-I have found, and far and wide I go:
Nothing but Cromwell's house and Cromwell's murderous crew,
The lovers and the dancers are beaten into the clay,
And the tall men and the swordsmen and the horsemen, where are they?
.....
William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
The Poet-s Hat

The rain had fallen, the Poet arose,
He passed through the doorway into the street,
A strong wind lifted his hat from his head,
And he uttered some words that were far from sweet.
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Robert Fuller Murray
Biography

When I am buried, all my thoughts and acts
Will be reduced to lists of dates and facts,
And long before this wandering flesh is rotten
The dates which made me will be all forgotten;
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John Masefield

John Masefield
Roan Stallion

The dog barked; then the woman stood in the doorway, and hearing
iron strike stone down the steep road
Covered her head with a black shawl and entered the light rain;
she stood at the turn of the road.
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Robinson Jeffers
Our Mat

It came from the prison this morning,
Close-twisted, neat-lettered, and flat;
It lies the hall doorway adorning,
A very good style of a mat.
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Banjo Paterson
Old Clo

I was just coming in from the garden,
Or about to go fishing for eels,
And, smiling, I asked you to pardon
My boots very low at the heels.
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Francis Ledwidge

Francis Ledwidge
James Lee's Wife

I. James Lee's Wife Speaks at the Window

I.
Ah, Love, but a day
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
A Christmas Childhood

ful that was, how wonderful!
And when we put our ears to the paling-post
The music that came out was magical.

.....

Patrick Kavanagh