Amor MundiBY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI“Oh where are you going with your love-locks flowing On the west wind blowing along this valley track?”“The downhill path is easy, come with me an it please ye, We shall escape the uphill by never turning back.” So they two went together in glowing August weather, The honey-breathing heather lay toContinue reading “Amor Mundi : Christina Rossetti : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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Letter Written on a Ferry While Crossing Long Island Sound : Anne Sexton : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
Letter Written on a Ferry While Crossing Long Island SoundBY ANNE SEXTON ( 1928 – 1974 ) : : : : I am surprised to seethat the ocean is still going on. Now I am going backand I have ripped my handfrom your hand as I said I would and I have made it thisContinue reading “Letter Written on a Ferry While Crossing Long Island Sound : Anne Sexton : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
Composed in August : Robert Burns : Love Song : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
Composed In August : : By Robert Burns : : : : Now westlin winds and slaught’ring guns Bring Autumn’s pleasant weather; The moorcock springs on whirring wings Amang the blooming heather: Now waving grain, wide o’er the plain, Delights the weary farmer; And the moon shines bright, as I rove by night, To museContinue reading “Composed in August : Robert Burns : Love Song : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
August Moonrise : Sara Teasdale : : August Poems: Months Poems : :
August Moonrise : By Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) : : : : : : THE sun was gone, and the moon was comingOver the blue Connecticut hills;The west was rosy, the east was flushed,And over my head the swallows rushedThis way and that, with changeful wills.I heard them twitter and watched them dartNow together and nowContinue reading “August Moonrise : Sara Teasdale : : August Poems: Months Poems : :”
An August Midnight : Thomas Hardy : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
An August Midnight : : By Thomas Hardy : : : : I A shaded lamp and a waving blind,And the beat of a clock from a distant floor:2On this scene enter–winged, horned, and spined –A longlegs, a moth, and a dumbledore; 4While ‘mid my page there idly standsA sleepy fly, that rubs its handsContinue reading “An August Midnight : Thomas Hardy : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
The Shepherd’s Calendar : August : John Clare : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :
The Shepherd’s Calendar : August : : : : : : : : : : By John Clare : ( 1793 – 1864 ) : : : : : : Harvest approaches with its bustling dayThe wheat tans brown and barley bleaches greyIn yellow garb the oat land intervenesAnd tawney glooms the valley thronged withContinue reading “The Shepherd’s Calendar : August : John Clare : : August Poems : : Months Poems : :”
A Boat Beneath A Sunny Sky : Lewis Carroll : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :
A Boat Beneath a Sunny SkyBY LEWIS CARROLLA boat beneath a sunny sky, 1Lingering onward dreamily 2In an evening of July — 3 Children three that nestle near, 4Eager eye and willing ear, 5Pleased a simple tale to hear — 6 Long has paled that sunny sky: 7Echoes fade and memories die: 8Autumn frosts haveContinue reading “A Boat Beneath A Sunny Sky : Lewis Carroll : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :”
July in Washington : Robert Lowell : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :
July in WashingtonBY ROBERT LOWELLThe stiff spokes of this wheel touch the sore spots of the earth. On the Potomac, swan-white power launches keep breasting the sulphurous wave. Otters slide and dive and slick back their hair,raccoons clean their meat in the creek. On the circles, green statues ride like South Americanliberators above the breedingContinue reading “July in Washington : Robert Lowell : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :”
Fourth of July at Santa Ynez : John Haine : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :
Fourth of July at Santa YnezBY JOHN HAINES IUnder the makeshift arbor of leavesa hot wind blowing smoke and laughter.Music out of the renegade west,too harsh and loud, many dark facesmoved among the sweating whites. IIWandering apart from the others,I found an old Indian seated aloneon a bench in the flickering shade. He was holdingContinue reading “Fourth of July at Santa Ynez : John Haine : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :”
simply, In Memoriam, July 19, 1914 : Anna Akhmatva : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :
In Memoriam, July 19, 1914BY ANNA AKHMATOVATRANSLATED BY STEPHEN EDGARWe aged a hundred years and this descendedIn just one hour, as at a stroke.The summer had been brief and now was ended;The body of the ploughed plains lay in smoke. The hushed road burst in colors then, a soaringLament rose, ringing silver like a bell.AndContinue reading “simply, In Memoriam, July 19, 1914 : Anna Akhmatva : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :”
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