Canal Bank Walk
by Patrick Kavanagh
Leafy-with-love banks and the green waters of the canal
Pouring redemption for me, that I do
The will of God, wallow in the habitual, the banal,
Grow with nature again as before I grew.
The bright stick trapped, the breeze adding a third
Party to the couple kissing on an old seat,
And a bird gathering materials for the nest for the Word
Eloquently new and abandoned to its delirious beat.
O unworn world enrapture me, encapture me in a web
Of fabulous grass and eternal voices by a beech,
Feed the gaping need of my senses, give me ad lib
To pray unselfconsciously with overflowing speech
For this soul needs to be honoured with a new dress woven
From green and blue things and arguments that cannot be proven.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- On The Menu by Graham Rowlands
- Владимир Маяковский – Вот о помощи голодающим отчет (Главполитпросвет №367)
- Владимир Маяковский – О том, как у Керзона с обедом разрасталась аппетитов зона
- As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood (fragment) by Samuel Coleridge
- The Gardener XLIII: No, My Friends by Rabindranath Tagore
- Sonnet Xvi Who Shall Invoke Her
- Owl by Sylvia Plath
- Song—O let me in this ae night by Robert Burns
- Calais, August 1802 by William Wordsworth
- Not even a child by Miles
- Sonnet CXXVIII by William Shakespeare
- I saw Old General at Bay. by Walt Whitman
- On the Same poem – John Milton poems
- The Broncho That Would Not Be Broken by Vachel Lindsay
- From Marinero en tierra by Rafael Alberti
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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).
