A Shropshire Lad, XA. E. Housman – 1859-1936 MARCH The Sun at noon to higher air,Unharnessing the silver PairThat late before his chariot swam,Rides on the gold wool of the Ram. So braver notes the storm-cock singsTo start the rusted wheel of things,And brutes in field and brutes in penLeap that the world goes roundContinue reading “March : A E Housman : : March Poems : : Month Poems : :”
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March: An Ode : Algernon Charles Swinburne : : March Poems : : Month Poems : :
March: An OdeBY ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNEIEre frost-flower and snow-blossom faded and fell, and the splendour of winter had passed out of sight,The ways of the woodlands were fairer and stranger than dreams that fulfil us in sleep with delight;The breath of the mouths of the winds had hardened on tree-tops and branches that glittered andContinue reading “March: An Ode : Algernon Charles Swinburne : : March Poems : : Month Poems : :”
Dear March – Come In : Emily Dickinson : : March Poems : : Month Poems : :
Dear March—Come in—(1320)Emily Dickinson – 1830-1886 Dear March—Come in—How glad I am—I hoped for you before—Put down your Hat—You must have walked—How out of Breath you are—Dear March, how are you, and the Rest—Did you leave Nature well—Oh March, Come right upstairs with me—I have so much to tell— I got your Letter, and theContinue reading “Dear March – Come In : Emily Dickinson : : March Poems : : Month Poems : :”
February 17th : Ted Hughes : : February Poems : : Months Poems : :
February 17 th : : : : By Ted Hughes : : : : ……… February 17thA lamb could not get born. Ice windOut of a downpour dishclout sunrise. The motherLay on the mudded slope. Harried, she got upAnd the blackish lump bobbed at her back-endUnder her tail. After some hard galloping,Some manoeuvring, much flappingContinue reading “February 17th : Ted Hughes : : February Poems : : Months Poems : :”
February : Michael Field ( Katharine Harris Bradley & Edith Emma Cooper ) : : February Poems : : Months Poems : :
Gay lucidity,Not yet sunshine, in the air;Tingling secrets hidden everywhere,Each at watch for each;Sap within the hillside beech,Not a leaf to see. — Michael Field ( Katharine Harris Bradley : 1846–1914 & Edith Emma Cooper : 1862–1913 ) : Aunt and her Niece wanted to keep their identities , a Secret but it came outContinue reading “February : Michael Field ( Katharine Harris Bradley & Edith Emma Cooper ) : : February Poems : : Months Poems : :”
John Clare, ‘February : John Clare : February Poems : : Months Poems : :
John ClareJohn Clare The Shepherds Calendar – February – A Thaw Poem. The snow is gone from cottage topsThe thatch moss glows in brighter greenAnd eves in quick succession dropsWhere grinning ides once hath beenPit patting Wi a pleasant noiseIn tubs set by the cottage doorAnd ducks and geese wi happy joysDouse in the yardContinue reading “John Clare, ‘February : John Clare : February Poems : : Months Poems : :”
Edward Ward, ‘February : Edward Ward : : February Poem : : Months Poems : :
February By Edward Ward : ( 1667 — 1731 ) : : He who would, in this Month, be warm within, And when abroad, from Wet defend his Skin, His Morning’s draught should be of Sack or Sherry, And his Great Coat be made of Drab-de-berry. Source : : pickmeuppoetry.org For Educational Purposes only. :Continue reading “Edward Ward, ‘February : Edward Ward : : February Poem : : Months Poems : :”
January : Hilaire Belloc : : January Poems : : Sonnet : : Months Poems : :
Hilaire Belloc JanuaryIt freezes- all across a soundless sky 1The birds go home. The governing dark’s begun: 2The steadfast dark that waits not for a sun; 3The ultimate dark wherein the race shall die. 4Death, with his evil finger to his lip, 5Leers in at human windows, turning spy 6To learn the country where hisContinue reading “January : Hilaire Belloc : : January Poems : : Sonnet : : Months Poems : :”
Letter Written During a January Northeaster : Anne Sexton : January Poem : : Months Poems : :
Private: Letter Written During a January Northeaster: a poem by Anne Sexton Monday Dearest,It is snowing, grotesquely snowingupon the small faces of the dead.Those dear loudmouths, gone for over a year,buried side by sidelike little wrens.But why should I complain?The dead turn over casually,thinking: Good! No visitors today.My window, which is not a grave,is darkContinue reading “Letter Written During a January Northeaster : Anne Sexton : January Poem : : Months Poems : :”
January : R S Thomas : : January Poem : ( 1 ) : : January Song ( 1975 ) : Pilot – Alexander Robertson : David Paton : LYRICS VIDEO : ( 2 ) : : January Song LIVE ( 1976 ) (Wimbledon Theatre) : Pilot (3 ) : : Months Poems : :
The fox drags its wounded belly 1 Over the snow, the crimson seeds 2 Of blood burst with a mild explosion, 3Soft as excrement, bold as roses. 4 Over the snow that feels no pity, 5 Whose white hands can give no healing, 6The fox drags its wounded belly. 7 — R S Thomas “January”Continue reading “January : R S Thomas : : January Poem : ( 1 ) : : January Song ( 1975 ) : Pilot – Alexander Robertson : David Paton : LYRICS VIDEO : ( 2 ) : : January Song LIVE ( 1976 ) (Wimbledon Theatre) : Pilot (3 ) : : Months Poems : :”
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