MIRROR POEMS

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Healing...

The kindest hearts pray for change
God didn't answer when it was Grey
The child inside me cried for so long
The world was actually not against me
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Nonkululeko Ngcobo
Lepanto

White founts falling in the courts of the sun,
And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run;
There is laughter like the fountains in that face of all men feared,
It stirs the forest darkness, the darkness of his beard,
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G. K. Chesterton
Loving You

I see how you look into the mirror
The self-doubt that has you still gazing into it
Noticing the scars that lay revealed
And the teary eyes that blur your sight
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Llaka Tshesane
Man's Limitation

Man says that He is jealous,
Man says that He is wise,
Man says that He is watching
From His throne beyond the skies.
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Arthur Conan Doyle
As I Walked Out One Evening

As I walked out one evening,
Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
Were fields of harvest wheat.
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W. H. Auden
September 1, 1939

I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
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W. H. Auden
Millefiori

In the last glimmer of late afternoon,
burnished by the sun's oblique farewell,
a mirror shines, across an empty room,

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Jared Carter
Walking The Ties

This was the old woman who ate canned dog food
This the red wagon she pulled through the alleys
This the pack of stray dogs that went with her

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Jared Carter
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats
Hyperion: Book I

Deep in the shady sadness of a vale
Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn,
Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star,
Sat gray-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a stone,
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John Keats
Frost At Midnight

The Frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry
Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as before.
The inmates of my cottage, all at rest,
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Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Deep Water

The night smoothes out its black tarp,
tacks it to the sky with stars.
Lake waves slap the bank, define
a shoreline as one man casts
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Ron Rash
Yarrow Visited. September, 1814

And is this-Yarrow?-This the stream
Of which my fancy cherished,
So faithfully, a waking dream?
An image that hath perished!
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William Wordsworth
Four Quartets 4: Little Gidding

I

Midwinter spring is its own season
Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown,
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T. S. Eliot
Hope Holds To Christ The Mind’s Own Mirror Out

Hope holds to Christ the mind's own mirror out
To take His lovely likeness more and more.
It will not well, so she would bring about
An ever brighter burnish than before
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Gerard Manley Hopkins
Moments Of Vision

That mirror
Which makes of men a transparency,
Who holds that mirror
And bids us such a breast-bare spectacle see
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Thomas Hardy
A Dialogue Of Self And Soul

My Soul. I summon to the winding ancient stair;
Set all your mind upon the steep ascent,
Upon the broken, crumbling battlement,
Upon the breathless starlit air,
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William Butler Yeats
Before The World Was Made

If I make the lashes dark
And the eyes more bright
And the lips more scarlet,
Or ask if all be right
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William Butler Yeats
Coole Park And Ballylee, 1931

Under my window-ledge the waters race,
Otters below and moor-hens on the top,
Run for a mile undimmed in Heaven's face
Then darkening through ‘dark' Raftery's ‘cellar' drop,
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William Butler Yeats
Nineteen Hundred And Nineteen

I

Many ingenious lovely things are gone
That seemed sheer miracle to the multitude,
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William Butler Yeats
Supernatural Songs

I. Ribh at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn

Because you have found me in the pitch-dark night
With open book you ask me what I do.
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William Butler Yeats
The Shadowy Waters: The Shadowy Waters

A Dramatic Poem

The deck of an ancient ship. At the right of the stage is the mast,
with a large square sail hiding a great deal of the sky and sea
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William Butler Yeats
The Statues

Pythagoras planned it. Why did the people stare?
His numbers, though they moved or seemed to move
In marble or in bronze, lacked character.
But boys and girls, pale from the imagined love
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William Butler Yeats
The Tower

I

What shall I do with this absurdity-
O heart, O troubled heart-this caricature,
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William Butler Yeats
To A Young Beauty

Dear fellow-artist, why so free
With every sort of company,
With every Jack and Jill?
Choose your companions from the best;
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William Butler Yeats
Scoring

Philip Larkin, 1922-1985

Poets, Larkin, some of us became
for no more reason than a face
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Jared Carter
The Lady Of Shalott

Part I

On either side the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
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Alfred Lord Tennyson
The Rape Of The Lock: Canto 1

Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos;
Sedjuvat, hoc precibus me tribuisse tuis.
(Martial, Epigrams 12.84)

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Alexander Pope
I See Thee Clearer For The Grave

1666

I see thee clearer for the Grave
That took thy face between
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Emily Dickinson
Fleurette

(The Wounded Canadian Speaks)

My leg? It's off at the knee.
Do I miss it? Well, some. You see
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Robert Service
Mistinguette

He was my one and only love;
My world was mirror for his face.
We were as close as hand and glove,
Until he came with smiling grace
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Robert Service
The Mountain And The Lake

I know a mountain thrilling to the stars,
Peerless and pure, and pinnacled with snow;
Glimpsing the golden dawn o'er coral bars,
Flaunting the vanisht sunset's garnet glow;
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Robert Service
The Philistine And The Bohemian

She was a Philistine spick and span,
He was a bold Bohemian.
She had the mode, and the last at that;
He had a cape and a brigand hat.
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Robert Service
Words Of Comfort To Be Scratched On A Mirror

Helen of Troy had a wandering glance;
Sappho's restriction was only the sky;
Ninon was ever the chatter of France;
But oh, what a good girl am I!
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Dorothy Parker
Archaic Bust Of Apollo

(After Rilke)

We cannot know the indescribable face
Where the eyes like apples ripened. Even so,
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Delmore Schwartz
By Circumstances Fed

By circumstances fed
Which divide attention
Among the living and the dead,
Under the blooms of the blossoming sun,
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Delmore Schwartz
The Sin Of Hamlet

The horns in the harbor booming, vaguely,
Fog, forgotten, yesterday, conclusion,
Nostalgic, noising dim sorrow, calling
To sleep is it? I think so, and childhood,
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Delmore Schwartz
Look Not In My Eyes, For Fear

Look not in my eyes, for fear
They mirror true the sight I see,
And there you find your face too clear
And love it and be lost like me.
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A. E. Housman
Summer Night, Riverside

In the wild soft summer darkness
How many and many a night we two together
Sat in the park and watched the Hudson
Wearing her lights like golden spangles
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Sara Teasdale
The Mother Of A Poet

She is too kind, I think, for mortal things,
Too gentle for the gusty ways of earth;
God gave to her a shy and silver mirth,
And made her soul as clear
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Sara Teasdale
Samson Agonistes

Of that sort of Dramatic Poem which is call'd Tragedy.


Tragedy, as it was antiently compos'd, hath been ever held the
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John Milton
Next Morning

How have I wandered here to this vaulted room
In the house of life?-the floor was ruffled with gold
Last evening, and she who was softly in bloom,
Glimmered as flowers that in perfume at twilight unfold
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D. H. Lawrence
Evening Song Of Senlin

It is moonlight. Alone in the silence
I ascend my stairs once more,
While waves, remote in a pale blue starlight,
Crash on a white sand shore.
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Conrad Aiken
Morning Song Of Senlin

It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning
When the light drips through the shutters like the dew,
I arise, I face the sunrise,
And do the things my fathers learned to do.
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Conrad Aiken
Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 02

It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning
When the light drips through the shutters like the dew,
I arise, I face the sunrise,
And do the things my fathers learned to do.
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Conrad Aiken
Senlin, A Biography: Part 02: His Futile Preoccupations - 10

It is moonlight. Alone in the silence
I ascend my stairs once more,
While waves, remote in a pale blue starlight,
Crash on a white sand shore.
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Conrad Aiken
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 04: Up High Black Walls, Up Sombre Terraces

Up high black walls, up sombre terraces,
Clinging like luminous birds to the sides of cliffs,
The yellow lights went climbing towards the sky.
From high black walls, gleaming vaguely with rain,
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Conrad Aiken
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 07: Two Lovers: Overtones

Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple,
Two lovers blow together like music blowing:
And the crowd dissolves about them like a sea.
Recurring waves of sound break vaguely about them,
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Conrad Aiken
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 10: Sudden Death

‘Number four-the girl who died on the table-
The girl with golden hair-'
The purpling body lies on the polished marble.
We open the throat, and lay the thyroid bare . . .
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Conrad Aiken
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 09: Cabaret

We sit together and talk, or smoke in silence.
You say (but use no words) ‘this night is passing
As other nights when we are dead will pass . . .'
Perhaps I misconstrue you: you mean only,
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Conrad Aiken
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 05: The Bitter Love-song

No, I shall not say why it is that I love you-
Why do you ask me, save for vanity?
Surely you would not have me, like a mirror,
Say ‘yes,-your hair curls darkly back from the temples,
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Conrad Aiken
Preamble (a Rough Draft For An Ars Poetica)

Let's get our dreams unstuck

The grain of rye
free from the prattle of grass
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Jean Cocteau
The Last Quarter Of The Moon

How long shall I tarnish the mirror of life,
A spatter of rust on its polished steel!
The seasons reel
Like a goaded wheel.
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Amy Lowell
In An Artist’s Studio

One face looks out from all his canvasses,
One selfsame figure sits or walks or leans;
We found her hidden just behind those screens,
That mirror gave back all her loveliness.
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Christina Rossetti
The God-maker, Man

Nevermore
Shall the shepherds of Arcady follow
Pan's moods as he lolls by the shore
Of the mere, or lies hid in the hollow;
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Don Marquis
The Death Of Cromwell

A Poem upon the Death of His Late Highness the Lord Protector

That Providence which had so long the care
Of Cromwell's head, and numbered every hair,
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Andrew Marvell
Aspecta Medusa (for A Drawing)

Andromeda, by Perseus sav'd and wed,
Hanker'd each day to see the Gorgon's head:
Till o'er a fount he held it, bade her lean,
And mirror'd in the wave was safely seen
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Dante Gabriel Rossetti
My Sister’s Sleep

She fell asleep on Christmas Eve:
At length the long-ungranted shade
Of weary eyelids overweigh'd
The pain nought else might yet relieve.
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Dante Gabriel Rossetti
The Song-throe

By thine own tears thy song must tears beget,
O Singer! Magic mirror thou hast none
Except thy manifest heart; and save thine own
Anguish or ardour, else no amulet.
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Dante Gabriel Rossetti
The Rear-guard

(Hindenburg Line, April 1917.)


Groping along the tunnel, step by step,
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Siegfried Sassoon