A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
Against the planks of the cabin side,
(So slight a thing between them and me,)
The great waves thundered and throbbed and sighed,
The great green waves of the Indian sea!
Your face was white as the foam is white,
Your hair was curled as the waves are curled,
I would we had steamed and reached that night
The sea’s last edge, the end of the world.
The wind blew in through the open port,
So freshly joyous and salt and free,
Your hair it lifted, your lips it sought,
And then swept back to the open sea.
The engines throbbed with their constant beat;
Your heart was nearer, and all I heard;
Your lips were salt, but I found them sweet,
While, acquiescent, you spoke no word.
So straight you lay in your narrow berth,
Rocked by the waves; and you seemed to be
Essence of all that is sweet on earth,
Of all that is sad and strange at sea.
And you were white as the foam is white,
Your hair was curled as the waves are curled.
Ah! had we but sailed and reached that night,
The sea’s last edge, the end of the world!

A few random poems:
- Ольга Берггольц – Украина
- Юнна Мориц – В серебряном столбе
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- I have a dream
- Николай Заболоцкий – На рынке
- On Your Midnight Pallet Lying poem – A. E. Housman
- Out At Plough by William Barnes
- Penmaen Pool poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Robert Burns: She Says She Loes Me Best Of A’:
- Drink of This Cup by Thomas Moore
- Владимир Маяковский – Что делать
- To Don Quixote, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s A Don Quichotte by T. Wignesan.
- Robert Burns: The Lad They Ca’Jumpin John:
- On An Old Woman (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- Robert Burns: The Lovely Lass O’ Inverness:
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Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
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Poems in English
- Old Ladies’ Home by Sylvia Plath
- Ode For Ted by Sylvia Plath
- Notes To A Neophyte by Sylvia Plath
- Nick And The Candlestick by Sylvia Plath
- New Year On Dartmoor by Sylvia Plath
- Never Try To Trick Me With A Kiss by Sylvia Plath
- Mussel Hunter At Rock Harbor by Sylvia Plath
- Morning In The Hospital Solarium by Sylvia Plath
- Moonsong At Morning by Sylvia Plath
- Monologue At 3 AM by Sylvia Plath
- Miss Drake Proceeds To Supper by Sylvia Plath
- Metamorphoses Of The Moon by Sylvia Plath
- Memoirs Of A Spinach-Picker by Sylvia Plath
- Mary’s Song by Sylvia Plath
- Man In Black by Sylvia Plath
- Mad Girl’s Love Song by Sylvia Plath
- Love Is A Parallax by Sylvia Plath
- Letter To A Purist by Sylvia Plath
- Letter In November by Sylvia Plath
- A Lesson In Vengeance by Sylvia Plath
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Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.