REPRESSION POEMS

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Unexpressed

Deep in my heart that aches with the repression,
And strives with plenitude of bitter pain,
There lives a thought that clamors for expression,
And spends its undelivered force in vain.
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Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar
The Wrathful

O pupils of Gaza . .
Teach us . . .
A little of what you have
For we have forgotten . . .
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Nizar Qabbani
Cadet Grey: Canto Ii

I

Where West Point crouches, and with lifted shield
Turns the whole river eastward through the pass;
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Bret Harte

Bret Harte
Repression Of War Experience

Now light the candles; one; two; there's a moth;
What silly beggars they are to blunder in
And scorch their wings with glory, liquid flame-
No, no, not that,-it's bad to think of war,
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
The Tower-room

There is a room serene and fair,
All palpitant with light and air;
Free from the dust, world's noise and fuss-
God's Tower-room in each of us.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
A Grave

Man looking into the sea,
taking the view from those who have as much right to it as
you have to it yourself,
it is human nature to stand in the middle of a thing,
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Marianne Moore

Marianne Moore
Eureka - A Prose Poem (an Essay On The Material And Spiritual Universe)

It is with humility really unassumed, it is with a sentiment even of awe, that I pen the opening sentence of this work: for of all conceivable subjects I approach the reader with the most solemn, the most comprehensive, the most difficult, the most august.

What terms shall I find sufficiently simple in their sublimity -- sufficiently sublime in their simplicity, for the mere enunciation of my theme?

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Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe
Bridles For Butterflies

They must not talk....That strong and silent creature,
The male of homo sapiens, bears the ban
With calm aplomb. Speech is a trivial feature
In any sport conducted by mere man.
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Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
The Girl I Left Behind Me

With sweet Regret â?? (the dearest thing that Yesterday has left us) â??
We often turn our homeless eyes to scenes whence Fate has reft us.
Here sitting by a fading flame, wild waifs of song remind me
Of Annie with her gentle ways, the Girl I left behind me.
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Henry Kendall
John Bede Polding

With reverent eyes and bowed, uncovered head,
A son of sorrow kneels by fanes you knew;
But cannot say the words that should be said
To crowned and winged divinities like you.
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Henry Kendall
Dedication

Dedication
These to His Memory--since he held them dear,
Perchance as finding there unconsciously
Some image of himself--I dedicate,
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Alfred Lord Tennyson

Alfred Lord Tennyson
Lady Jane

Sapphics.
Down the green hill-side fro' the castle window
Lady Jane spied Bill Amaranth a-workin';
Day by day watched him go about his ample
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Sir Arthur Quiller-couch
When I Love You

When I love you
A new language springs up,
New cities, new countries discovered.
The hours breathe like puppies,
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Nizar Qabbani
The Journey From Darkness To Light

The journey from darkness to light,
This journey is not short but,
Patience is necessary here.
Repression is necessary here.
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Noor Malik

Noor Malik
Alma Bell To The Coroner

What my name is, or where I live, or if
I am that Alma Bell whose name is broached
With Elenor Murray's who shall know from this?
My hand-writing I hide in type, I send
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Edgar Lee Masters

Edgar Lee Masters
He Died For Money

An expensive tomb it ment.
adjacent to his she lay:
his consort she was or was it?

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Kevin Wakili

Kevin Wakili
Lady Jane

Sapphics.


Down the green hill-side fro' the castle window
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Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch
Repression Of War Experience

Now light the candles; one; two; there's a moth;
What silly beggars they are to blunder in
And scorch their wings with glory, liquid flame -
No, no, not that, - it's bad to think of war,
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Siegfried Loraine Sassoon
Pepys' "diary"

To One who asked why he wrote it.


You ask me what was his intent?
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Henry Austin Dobson

Henry Austin Dobson
Respite

The mighty conflict, which we call existence,
Doth wear upon the body and the soul,
Our vital forces wasted in resistance,
So much there is to conquer and control.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox