The eye can hardly pick them out
From the cold shade they shelter in,
Till wind distresses tail and main;
Then one crops grass, and moves about
– The other seeming to look on –
And stands anonymous again
Yet fifteen years ago, perhaps
Two dozen distances surficed
To fable them: faint afternoons
Of Cups and Stakes and Handicaps,
Whereby their names were artificed
To inlay faded, classic Junes –
Silks at the start: against the sky
Numbers and parasols: outside,
Squadrons of empty cars, and heat,
And littered grass : then the long cry
Hanging unhushed till it subside
To stop-press columns on the street.
Do memories plague their ears like flies?
They shake their heads. Dusk brims the shadows.
Summer by summer all stole away,
The starting-gates, the crowd and cries –
All but the unmolesting meadows.
Almanacked, their names live; they
Have slipped their names, and stand at ease,
Or gallop for what must be joy,
And not a fieldglass sees them home,
Or curious stop-watch prophesies:
Only the grooms, and the grooms boy,
With bridles in the evening come.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- A Fantasy by Sara Teasdale
- You Felons on Trial in Courts. by Walt Whitman
- Looking Across The Fields And Watching The Birds Fly by Wallace Stevens
- Complaint Of A Poet Manqu
- To A Child Dancing In The Wind by William Butler Yeats
- Impromptu: To Frances Garnet Wolseley poem – Alfred Austin
- I have outlived my own desires by Alexander Pushkin (Pouchkine)
- Ring Out Your Bells by Sir Philip Sidney
- A Bay In Anglesey poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Whispers of Heavenly Death. by Walt Whitman
- In The Village Of My Ancestors by Vasko Popa
- Thoughts. by Walt Whitman
- Robert Burns: Lines On The Fall Of Fyers Near Loch-Ness.: Written with a Pencil on the Spot.
- The Primrose by Thomas Carew
- Владимир Маяковский – За женщиной
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
Philip Arthur Larkin (1922-1985), Commander of the Order of the British Empire, a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, Cavalier of the Order of the Companions of Honour, was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.