That note you hold, narrowing and rising, shakes
Like New Orleans reflected on the water,
And in all ears appropriate falsehood wakes,
Building for some a legendary Quarter
Of balconies, flower-baskets and quadrilles,
Everyone making love and going shares–
Oh, play that thing! Mute glorious Storyvilles
Others may license, grouping around their chairs
Sporting-house girls like circus tigers (priced
Far above rubies) to pretend their fads,
While scholars manqués nod around unnoticed
Wrapped up in personnels like old plaids.
On me your voice falls as they say love should,
Like an enormous yes. My Crescent City
Is where your speech alone is understood,
And greeted as the natural noise of good,
Scattering long-haired grief and scored pity.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Hip by William Somervile
- As With Recitation And The Loss Of A Kuhi
- Яков Полонский – На искусе
- Омар Хайям – Миг придёт, и смерть исторгнет жадно
- Кипение
- If I To You But Sorry Bring poem – Alfred Austin
- Boat Song—Hey, Ca’ Thro’ by Robert Burns
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мне в душу ступит кто-то посторонний
- ALL THINGS DECAY AND DIE by Robert Herrick
- Flowers of Sion: Sonnet 11 – The last and greatest herald by William Drummond
- Кондратий Рылеев – Извинение перед Н.М. Тевяшовой
- Владимир Солоухин – Ветер
- By The Seaside by William Wordsworth
- A Historical Breakfast by Russell Edson
- On Mr. Gay poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
Some external links:
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.