A poem by Aldous Huxley (1894 – 1963)
We who are lovers sit by the fire,
Cradled warm ‘twixt thought and will,
Sit and drowse like sleeping dogs
In the equipoise of all desire,
Sit and listen to the still
Small hiss and whisper of green logs
That burn away, that burn away
With the sound of a far-off falling stream
Of threaded water blown to steam,
Grey ghost in the mountain world of grey.
Vapours blue as distance rise
Between the hissing logs that show
A glimpse of rosy heat below;
And candles watch with tireless eyes
While we sit drowsing here. I know,
Dimly, that there exists a world,
That there is time perhaps, and space
Other and wider than this place,
Where at the fireside drowsily curled
We hear the whisper and watch the flame
Burn blinkless and inscrutable.
And then I know those other names
That through my brain from cell to cell
Echo–reverberated shout
Of waiters mournful along corridors:
But nobody carries the orders out,
And the names (dear friends, your name and yours)
Evoke no sign. But here I sit
On the wide hearth, and there are you:
That is enough and only true.
The world and the friends that lived in it
Are shadows: you alone remain
Real in this drowsing room,
Full of the whispers of distant rain
And candles staring into the gloom.

A few random poems:
- Words Of Advice by Ronald G. Auguste
- The Houses by Rudyard Kipling
- On His Seventy-fifth Birthday by Walter Savage Landor
- When the Lad for Longing Sigh poem – A. E. Housman
- Олег Григорьев – Пляж давно опустел
- What Reward? by Winifred Mary Letts
- Temper Of Time by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Высоцкий – Ленинградская блокада
- Song poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Альфред Теннисон – Morte d’Arthur
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Отторженность
- My Precious Girl by Tiffany Ann Monroe
- Stupidity poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- laugh to cry by Raj Arumugam
- Эмиль Верхарн – Воскресное утро
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Dublinesque by Philip Larkin
- Dockery And Son by Philip Larkin
- Days by Philip Larkin
- Cut Grass by Philip Larkin
- Counting by Philip Larkin
- Continuing To Live by Philip Larkin
- Church Going by Philip Larkin
- Breadfruit by Philip Larkin
- Best Society by Philip Larkin
- Aubade by Philip Larkin
- At Grass by Philip Larkin
- Arrival by Philip Larkin
- Annus Mirabilis by Philip Larkin
- An Arundel Tomb by Philip Larkin
- Ambulances by Philip Larkin
- A Study Of Reading Habits by Philip Larkin
- You Can Have It by Philip Levine
- Wisteria by Philip Levine
- Where We Live Now by Philip Levine
- What Work Is by Philip Levine
More external links (open in a new tab):
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Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Aldous Leonard Huxley (1894 – 1963) was an English writer and philosopher. He wrote nearly fifty books—both novels and non-fiction works—as well as wide-ranging essays, narratives, and poems.