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
- Incendiary by Vernon Scannell
- Омар Хайям – Да пребудет вино неразлучно с тобой
- Sheppard’s Quest by Shawn Ervin
- Burbank with a Baedeker: Bleistein with a Cigar by T. S. Eliot
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- Andrea del Sarto by Robert Browning
- Федор Сологуб – Круг начертан, и Сивилла
- Last Wish by Théophile Gautier
- Saison Noir by Shaunna Harper
- Николай Глазков – Богатырское распутье
- Гавриил Державин – Поминки
- A Dialogue Between Thyrsis And Dorinda poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Fragment—Her Flwoing Locks by Robert Burns
- “`Shepherd swains that feed your flocks” poem – Alfred Austin
- The Survivor by Primo Levi
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.