A poem by Aldous Huxley (1894 – 1963)
I have run where festival was loud
With drum and brass among the crowd
Of panic revellers, whose cries
Affront the quiet of the skies;
Whose dancing lights contract the deep
Infinity of night and sleep
To a narrow turmoil of troubled fire.
And I have found my heart’s desire
In beechen caverns that autumn fills
With the blue shadowiness of distant hills;
Whose luminous grey pillars bear
The stooping sky: calm is the air,
Nor any sound is heard to mar
That crystal silence–as from far,
Far off a man may see
The busy world all utterly
Hushed as an old memorial scene.
Long evenings I have sat and been
Strangely content, while in my hands
I held a wealth of coloured strands,
Shimmering plaits of silk and skeins
Of soft bright wool. Each colour drains
New life at the lamp’s round pool of gold;
Each sinks again when I withhold
The quickening radiance, to a wan
And shadowy oblivion
Of what it was. And in my mind
Beauty or sudden love has shined
And wakened colour in what was dead
And turned to gold the sullen lead
Of mean desires and everyday’s
Poor thoughts and customary ways.
Sometimes in lands where mountains throw
Their silent spell on all below,
Drawing a magic circle wide
About their feet on every side,
Robbed of all speech and thought and act,
I have seen God in the cataract.
In falling water and in flame,
Never at rest, yet still the same,
God shows himself. And I have known
The swift fire frozen into stone,
And water frozen changelessly
Into the death of gems. And I
Long sitting by the thunderous mill
Have seen the headlong wheel made still,
And in the silence that ensued
Have known the endless solitude
Of being dead and utterly nought.
Inhabitant of mine own thought,
I look abroad, and all I see
Is my creation, made for me:
Along my thread of life are pearled
The moments that make up the world.
A few random poems:
- Ольга Берггольц – Слышала, приедешь к нам не скоро ты
- Songs of Joy by William Henry Davies
- Николай Карамзин – Из письма к И. И. Дмитриеву (Но что же скажем мы о времени прошедшем)
- English Poetry. Percy Bysshe Shelley. Satan Broken Loose. Перси Биши Шелли. Тень Ада
- Song of the Red War-Boat by Rudyard Kipling
- Robert Burns: The Bonie Wee Thing:
- Acquainted With the Night by Robert Frost
- Юнна Мориц – В цирке
- The Grauballe Man by Seamus Heaney
- Владимир Высоцкий – Так оно и есть
- The Dreadful Has Already Happened by Mark Strand
- Dedication From Moremi by Wole Soyinka
- Cheery Beggar poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Outsong in the Jungle by Rudyard Kipling
- The Chambermaid’s Second Song by William Butler Yeats
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
- The Heart That Is Pining by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- The Clime Of My Birth by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- The Bird Has Vanished by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Solitude at an Inn by Thomas Warton
- Ribbons & Pearls by Timothy Cole
- Refrigerator, 1957 by Thomas Lux
- Timothy Thomas Fortune – Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Plague Victims Catapulted Over Walls Into Besieged City by Thomas Lux
- On King Arthur’s Round Table at Winchester by Thomas Warton
- Ode To Sleep by Thomas Warton
- My Precious Girl by Tiffany Ann Monroe
- My Miracle Valentine by Tirtha Raj Baral (Sanu Punatare)
- Mother Earth; Her Beauty And Her Destruction by TMBedell
- Motel Seedy by Thomas Lux
- Marine Snow At Mid-Depths And Down by Thomas Lux
- Lucky by Thomas Lux
- Love’s Divinest Power by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Love of the heart by Timileyin Gabriel Olajuwon
- Just A Dance by Tiffany M
- Thomas Lux – Thomas Lux
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
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.