Cut grass lies frail:
Brief is the breath
Mown stalks exhale.
Long, long the death
It dies in the white hours
Of young-leafed June
With chestnut flowers,
With hedges snowlike strewn,
White lilac bowed,
Lost lanes of Queen Anne’s lace,
And that high-builded cloud
Moving at summer’s pace.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- In Westminster Abbey poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- One Ran Before by Yvor Winters
- On Receiving A Curious Shell poem – John Keats poems
- Hyperion. Book I poem – John Keats poems
- Юлия Жадовская – Говорят придет пора
- Юлия Друнина – Жизнь моя не катилась
- Wraiths by Siegfried Sassoon
- Blue Mountains by Satish Verma
- Copywriting Agency Foundation For Prosperous Business
- The Soldiers Grave
- Владимир Высоцкий – Сорняков, когда созреют
- Harvest moon by Yosa Buson
- Николай Заболоцкий – Небесная Севилья
- Couplets on Wit poem – Alexander Pope
- Robert Burns: On My Own Friend And My Father’s Friend, Wm. Muir In Tarbolton Mill:
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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.