SILENCE POEMS

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The Wood-cutter

The sky is like an envelope,
One of those blue official things;
And, sealing it, to mock our hope,
The moon, a silver wafer, clings.
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Robert William Service
Silence

Where and what is silence ?
In the stillness of nature,
In the dark night with the glowing moon,
In the cold grave,
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Salma Hatim
Deep In Silence

i stared at all my stars as each one fell to the ground
i opened my mouth to scream but failed to make a single sound
The serpent's tail wrapped all around my body as i fight to breathe
Making all these decisions, contemplating, wondering where they'll all lead
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Ella.petite
My Mother, Me And Our Special Moment

My world is small, restricted,
I wake up, it's warm and darkness,
I'm floating in the water, but i dont feel coldness,
I feel loved and protected.
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Cristina Teodor
Ode To Walt Whitman

By the East River and the Bronx
boys were singing, exposing their waists
with the wheel, with oil, leather, and the hammer.
Ninety thousand miners taking silver from the rocks
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Federico Garcà­a Lorca
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
Walt Whitman

I

I CELEBRATE myself;
And what I assume you shall assume;
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Walt Whitman
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
The Congo

A Study of the Negro Race


I. Their Basic Savagery
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Vachel Lindsay
Mazelli: Canto Iii

I.

With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,
Wide waves the morn her golden wing;
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George W. Sands
Out Of The East

When man first walked upright and soberly
Reflecting as he paced to and fro,
And no more swinging from wide tree to tree,
Or sheltered by vast boles from sheltered foe,
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John Freeman
Place For A Third

Nothing to say to all those marriages!
She had made three herself to three of his.
The score was even for them, three to three.
But come to die she found she cared so much:
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Robert Frost
Ann Arbor Variations

1
Wet heat drifts through the afternoon
like a campus dog, a fraternity ghost
waiting to stay home from football games.
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Frank O'hara
The Burial-place. - A Fragment.

Erewhile, on England's pleasant shores, our sires
Left not their churchyards unadorned with shades
Or blossoms; and indulgent to the strong
And natural dread of man's last home, the grave,
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William Cullen Bryant
The Portrait In The Rock

Oh yes I knew him, I spent years with him,
with his golden and stony substance,
he was a man who was tired -
in Paraguay he left his father and mother,
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Pablo Neruda
Men Of Harlan

Here in the level country, where the creeks run straight and wide,
Six men upon their pacing nags may travel side by side.
But the mountain men of Harlan, you may tell them all the while,
When they pass through our village, for they ride in single file.
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William Aspinwall Bradley
High Flight

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds,-and done a hundred things
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John Gillespie Magee, Jr.
The Last Piper

Dark winds of the mountain,
White winds of the sea,
Are skirling the pibroch
Of Seumas an Righ.
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Edward J. O'brien
Dickens In Camp

Above the pines the moon was slowly drifting,
The river sang below;
The dim Sierras, far beyond, uplifting
Their minarets of snow.
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Bret Harte
Je Suis Une Table

It has happened suddenly,
by surprise, in an arbor,
or while drinking good coffee,
after speaking, or before,
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Donald Hall
Haiku 6

Silence all around the vale
With voices of the dissident
Muffled in the curfew.

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Laishram Gojendra
The Break Up

Perfectly perfect at the beginning,
Like clustered berry was the cuddle.
The love was clear as Crystal and like a bubble.
At night, the kisses whisper;
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Prosper The Poet
A Wish

I ask not that my bed of death
From bands of greedy heirs be free;
For these besiege the latest breath
Of fortune's favoured sons, not me.
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Matthew Arnold
The Song Of Empedocles

And you, ye stars,
Who slowly begin to marshal,
As of old, in the fields of heaven,
Your distant, melancholy lines!
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Matthew Arnold
Funeral Blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
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W. H. Auden
In Memory Of W.b. Yeats

I

He disappeared in the dead of winter:
The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
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W. H. Auden
A Year’s Spinning

1
He listened at the porch that day,
To hear the wheel go on, and on;
And then it stopped, ran back away,
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Grief

I tell you hopeless grief is passionless,
That only men incredulous of despair,
Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air
Beat upward to God's throne in loud access
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Sonnet 13 - And Wilt Thou Have Me Fashion Into Speech

XIII

And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
The love I bear thee, finding words enough,
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Sonnet 20 - Beloved, My Beloved, When I Think

XX

Beloved, my Beloved, when I think
That thou wast in the world a year ago,
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Sonnet 21 - Say Over Again, And Yet Once Over Again

XXI

Say over again, and yet once over again,
That thou dost love me. Though the word repeated
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Sonnet 22 - When Our Two Souls Stand Up Erect And Strong

XXII

When our two souls stand up erect and strong,
Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher,
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Sonnet 33 - Yes, Call Me By My Pet-name! Let Me Hear

XXXIII

Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear
The name I used to run at, when a child,
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The Cry Of The Children

Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers,
Ere the sorrow comes with years?
They are leaning their young heads against their mothers,
And that cannot stop their tears.
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Epilogue To Asolando

At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time,
When you set your fancies free,
Will they pass to where-by death, fools think, imprisoned-
Low he lies who once so loved you, whom you loved so,
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Robert Browning
How They Brought The Good News From Ghent To Aix

I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he;
I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three;
“Good speed!” cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew;
“Speed!” echoed the wall to us galloping through;
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Robert Browning
The Pied Piper Of Hamelin

A Child's Story

Hamelin Town's in Brunswick,
By famous Hanover city;
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Robert Browning
Two In The Campagna

I wonder how you feel to-day
As I have felt since, hand in hand,
We sat down on the grass, to stray
In spirit better through the land,
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Robert Browning
Waring

I

What's become of Waring
Since he gave us all the slip,
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Robert Browning
The Clapping

There is a grace in the way people do things, even the simplest tasks-
the dance with which their fingers encircle the chicken's gaze, coaxing
the edges of its eyes into paleness, their calling upon it to rest now,
their speaking in a way that acknowledges something common to both of them-
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Jared Carter
Truth To Tell

Vous n'etes que les masques sur des faces masquees
-Apollinaire

Start, then, with a sense of beginning, of sleep
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Jared Carter
A Minor Bird

I have wished a bird would fly away,
And not sing by my house all day;

Have clapped my hands at him from the door
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Robert Frost
Asking For Roses

A house that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master,
With doors that none but the wind ever closes,
Its floor all littered with glass and with plaster;
It stands in a garden of old-fashioned roses.
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Robert Frost
Home Burial

He saw her from the bottom of the stairs
Before she saw him. She was starting down,
Looking back over her shoulder at some fear.
She took a doubtful step and then undid it
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Robert Frost
The Generations Of Men

A governor it was proclaimed this time,
When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire
Ancestral memories might come together.
And those of the name Stark gathered in Bow,
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Robert Frost
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats
Endymion: Book Ii

O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm!
All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm,
And shadowy, through the mist of passed years:
For others, good or bad, hatred and tears
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John Keats
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
Endymion: Book Iv

Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse!
O first-born on the mountains! by the hues
Of heaven on the spiritual air begot:
Long didst thou sit alone in northern grot,
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John Keats
Happy Is England! I Could Be Content

Happy is England! I could be content
To see no other verdure than its own;
To feel no other breezes than are blown
Through its tall woods with high romances blent;
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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
Hyperion: Book Ii

Just at the self-same beat of Time's wide wings
Hyperion slid into the rustled air,
And Saturn gain'd with Thea that sad place
Where Cybele and the bruised Titans mourn'd.
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John Keats
Ode On A Grecian Urn

Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
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John Keats
On The Grasshopper And Cricket

The poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;
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John Keats
To My Brothers

Small, busy flames play through the fresh-laid coals,
And their faint cracklings o'er our silence creep
Like whispers of the household gods that keep
A gentle empire o'er fraternal souls.
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John Keats
Sonnet 083: I Never Saw That You Did Painting Need

I never saw that you did painting need,
And therefore to your fair no painting set;
I found, or thought I found, you did exceed
That barren tender of a poet's debt;
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William Shakespeare
Sonnet 086: Was It The Proud Full Sail Of His Great Verse

Was it the proud full sail of his great verse,
Bound for the prize of all-too-precious you,
That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse,
Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew?
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William Shakespeare
Sonnet 101: O Truant Muse, What Shall Be Thy Amends

O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
So dost thou too, and therein dignified.
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William Shakespeare
Adonais

I weep for Adonais-he is dead!
O, weep for Adonais! though our tears
Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head!
And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
Mont Blanc

(Lines written in the Vale of Chamouni)

1

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Percy Bysshe Shelley