A poem by Aldous Huxley (1894 – 1963)
Thought is an unseen net wherein our mind
Is taken and vainly struggles to be free:
Words, that should loose our spirit, do but bind
New fetters on our hoped-for liberty:
And action bears us onward like a stream
Past fabulous shores, scarce seen in our swift course;
Glorious–and yet its headlong currents seem
Backwaters of some nobler purer force.
There are slow curves, more subtle far than thought,
That stoop to carry the grace of a girl’s breast;
And hanging flowers, so exquisitely wrought
In airy metal, that they seem possessed
Of souls; and there are distant hills that lift
The shoulder of a goddess towards the light;
And arrowy trees, sudden and sharp and swift,
Piercing the spirit deeply with delight.
Would I might make these miracles my own!
Like a pure angel, thinking colour and form,
Hardening to rage in a flame of chiselled stone,
Spilling my love like sunlight, golden and warm
On noonday flowers, speaking the song of birds
Among the branches, whispering the fall of rain,
Beyond all thought, past action and past words,
I would live in beauty, free from self and pain.
A few random poems:
- Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet CIII by William Shakespeare
- You Ask Why Sometimes I Say Stop by Marge Piercy
- The workers by Sunil Sharma
- If Truth In Hearts That Perish
- Sporting Acquaintances by Siegfried Sassoon
- Владимир Высоцкий – И в Дубне, и на Таганке что-то ставят, что-то строят
- 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.
- Виктор Павлов – Милосердие в моем понимании
- The Men Who Wear My Clothes by Vernon Scannell
- Apollo And The Graces poem – John Keats poems
- Untitled XXVI by Yunus Emre
- Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed by William Shakespeare
- Iowa City: Early April by Robert Hass
- Eudaemonism In A Senryu Novel
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
- Sonnet VII. To Solitude poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet VI. To G. A. W. poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet V. To A Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To The Nile poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Spenser poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Sleep poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Mrs. Reynolds’s Cat poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To John Hamilton Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Homer poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To George Keats: Written In Sickness poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Chatterton poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet To Byron poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. To A Young Lady Who Sent Me A Laurel Crown poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. To A Lady Seen For A Few Moments At Vauxhall poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. The Human Seasons poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. The Day Is Gone poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. On The Sea poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet On Sitting Down To Read King Lear Once Again poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. On Peace poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. On Leigh Hunt’s Poem ‘The Story of Rimini’ poem – John Keats poems
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.