A poem by Aldous Huxley (1894 – 1963)
Once more the windless days are here,
Quiet of autumn, when the year
Halts and looks backward and draws breath
Before it plunges into death.
Silver of mist and gossamers,
Through-shine of noonday’s glassy gold,
Pale blue of skies, where nothing stirs
Save one blanched leaf, weary and old,
That over and over slowly falls
From the mute elm-trees, hanging on air
Like tattered flags along the walls
Of chapels deep in sunlit prayer.
Once more … Within its flawless glass
To-day reflects that other day,
When, under the bracken, on the grass,
We who were lovers happily lay
And hardly spoke, or framed a thought
That was not one with the calm hills
And crystal sky. Ourselves were nought,
Our gusty passions, our burning wills
Dissolved in boundlessness, and we
Were almost bodiless, almost free.
The wind has shattered silver and gold.
Night after night of sparkling cold,
Orion lifts his tangled feet
From where the tossing branches beat
In a fine surf against the sky.
So the trance ended, and we grew
Restless, we knew not how or why;
And there were sudden gusts that blew
Our dreaming banners into storm;
We wore the uncertain crumbling form
Of a brown swirl of windy leaves,
A phantom shape that stirs and heaves
Shuddering from earth, to fall again
With a dry whisper of withered rain.
Last, from the dead and shrunken days
We conjured spring, lighting the blaze
Of burnished tulips in the dark;
And from black frost we struck a spark
Of blue delight and fragrance new,
A little world of flowers and dew.
Winter for us was over and done:
The drought of fluttering leaves had grown
Emerald shining in the sun,
As light as glass, as firm as stone.
Real once more: for we had passed
Through passion into thought again;
Shaped our desires and made that fast
Which was before a cloudy pain;
Moulded the dimness, fixed, defined
In a fair statue, strong and free,
Twin bodies flaming into mind,
Poised on the brink of ecstasy.
A few random poems:
- A Farm-Picture. by Walt Whitman
- My Miracle Valentine by Tirtha Raj Baral (Sanu Punatare)
- Владимир Высоцкий – Тот, кто раньше с нею был
- Modest Sounds by Michael Brandon Odom
- Full Moon and Little Frieda by Ted Hughes
- Into My Own by Robert Frost
- Hymn by Sidney Godolphin
- Irony poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Time’s Defence poem – Alfred Austin
- Let The Weary World Go Round poem – Alfred Austin
- Sleep
- At The Cenotaph by Siegfried Sassoon
- From you have I been absent in the spring… (Sonnet 98) by William Shakespeare
- ” As faith thus sanctified the warrior’s crest” by William Wordsworth
- Still, though the One I Sing. by Walt Whitman
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
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Poems in English
- A Big Idea? by Satish Verma
- Twice Shy by Seamus Heaney
- The Tollund Man by Seamus Heaney
- The Perch by Seamus Heaney
- The Otter by Seamus Heaney
- The Harvest Bow by Seamus Heaney
- The Grauballe Man by Seamus Heaney
- The Early Purges by Seamus Heaney
- Testimony by Seamus Heaney
- Strange Fruit by Seamus Heaney
- Song by Seamus Heaney
- Rite of Spring by Seamus Heaney
- Requiem for the Croppies by Seamus Heaney
- Postscript by Seamus Heaney
- Personal Helicon by Seamus Heaney
- Mossbawn: Two Poems in Dedication by Seamus Heaney
- Mid-Term Break by Seamus Heaney
- Lovers on Aran by Seamus Heaney
- Limbo by Seamus Heaney
- Keeping Going by Seamus Heaney
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Alcaeus of Mytilene ( c. 625/620 – c. 580 Before Christ) ] was a lyric poet from the Greek island of Lesbos who is credited with inventing the Alcaic stanza. He was included in the canonical list of nine lyric poets by the scholars of Hellenistic Alexandria.