Ode To A Nightingale : John Keats : : Bird Poems : :

Ode to a Nightingale : : By John Keats ( 1795 – 1821 ) My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:‘Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being tooContinue reading “Ode To A Nightingale : John Keats : : Bird Poems : :”

Pigeons : Philip Larkin : : Bird Poems : :

PIGEONS : : By Philip Larkin ( 1922 – 1985 ) On shallow slates the pigeons shift together,Backing against a thin rain from the westBlown across each sunk head and settled feather.Huddling round the warm stack suits them best,Till winter daylight weakens, and they growHardly defined against the brickwork. Soon,Light from a small intense lopsidedContinue reading “Pigeons : Philip Larkin : : Bird Poems : :”

Pigeons : James Henry : : Bird Poems : :

Pigeons : : By James Henry ( 1798 – 1876 ) : : : : By what mistake were pigeons made so happy,So plump and fat and sleek and well content,So little with the affairs of others meddling,So little meddled with? say, a collared dog,And hard worked ox, and horse still harder worked,And caged canary,Continue reading “Pigeons : James Henry : : Bird Poems : :”

Hope is the Thing with Feathers : Emily Dickinson : : Bird Poems : :

“Hope” is the thing with feathers : by Emily Dickinson ( 1830 – 1886 ) “Hope” is the thing with feathers –That perches in the soul –And sings the tune without the words –And never stops – at all – And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –And sore must be the stormContinue reading “Hope is the Thing with Feathers : Emily Dickinson : : Bird Poems : :”

The Cuckoo : John clare : : Bird Poems : :

The Cuckoo : : by John Clare : : The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight,With narrow pointed wingsWhews o’er our heads—soon out of sightAnd as she flies she sings:And darting down the hedgerow sideShe scares the little birdWho leaves the nest it cannot hideWhile plaintive notes are heard.I’ve watched it on an old oakContinue reading “The Cuckoo : John clare : : Bird Poems : :”

The Cuckoo : John Burroughs : : Bird Poems : :

The Cuckoo : : by John Burroughs ( April 3, 1837 – March 29, 1921 ) : : American Poem : : Strange, reserved, unsocial bird,Flitting, peering ‘mid the leaves,Thy lonely call a twofold wordRepeated like a soul that grieves—“Kou-kou,” “Kou-kou”—a solemn plaintNow loud and full, now far and faint.A joyless wingèd anchorite,Or hapless exileContinue reading “The Cuckoo : John Burroughs : : Bird Poems : :”

The Cuckoo : Frederick Locker- Lampson : : Bird Poems : :

The Cucko : : by Frederick Locker-Lampson We heard it calling, clear and low,That tender April morn; we stoodAnd listened in the quiet wood,We heard it, ay, long years ago.It came, and with a strange, sweet cry,A friend, but from a far-off land;We stood and listened, hand in hand,And heart to heart, my Love andContinue reading “The Cuckoo : Frederick Locker- Lampson : : Bird Poems : :”

Koel : Puran Singh : Bird Poems : :

Koel : : By Puran Singh “Koel”, A Bird Poem By Indian Poet Puran Singh is About The Poet Speaker’s judgemental observation of Habitats, Appearance Behavioural Aspects and intent of Indian Black 🖤 Cuckoo known in India as KOEL famous for its Melodious Singing of Creation Calling (Bird’s Loud / Cry) in Higher and higherContinue reading “Koel : Puran Singh : Bird Poems : :”

To The Cuckoo : William Wordsworth : : Bird Poems : :

To the Cuckoo : : By William Wordsworth ( 1770 – 1850 ) England : O blithe New-comer! I have heard,I hear thee and rejoice.O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird,Or but a wandering Voice? While I am lying on the grassThy twofold shout I hear;From hill to hill it seems to pass,At once farContinue reading “To The Cuckoo : William Wordsworth : : Bird Poems : :”

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