Tim Turpin by Thomas Hood
Tim Turpin by Thomas Hood Tim Turpin he was gravel-blind, And ne’er had seen the skies : For Nature, when his head was made, Forgot to dot his eyes. So, like a Christmas pedagogue, Poor Tim was forced to do – Look out for pupils; for he had A vacancy for two. There’s some have […]
The World is with Me by Thomas Hood
The World is with Me by Thomas Hood The world is with me, and its many cares, Its woes–its wants–the anxious hopes and fears That wait on all terrestrial affairs– The shades of former and of future years– Forboding fancies and prophetic tears, Quelling a spirit that was once elate. Heavens! what a wilderness the […]
The Sun Was Slumbering in the West by Thomas Hood
The Sun Was Slumbering in the West by Thomas Hood The sun was slumbering in the West, My daily labors past; On Anna’s soft and gentle breast My head reclined at last; The darkness closed around, so dear To fond congenial souls, And thus she murmur’d at my ear, “My love, we’re out of coals! […]
The Song of the Shirt by Thomas Hood
The Song of the Shirt by Thomas Hood With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread– Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang the “Song of the Shirt.” “Work! work! work! […]
The Haunted House by Thomas Hood
The Haunted House by Thomas Hood Oh, very gloomy is the house of woe, Where tears are falling while the bell is knelling, With all the dark solemnities that show That Death is in the dwelling! Oh, very, very dreary is the room Where Love, domestic Love, no longer nestles, But smitten by the common […]
The Dream of Eugene Aram by Thomas Hood
The Dream of Eugene Aram by Thomas Hood ‘Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: There were some that ran and some that leapt, Like troutlets in a pool. Away they sped with gamesome minds, And souls untouched by sin; To a […]
The Death Bed by Thomas Hood
The Death Bed by Thomas Hood We watch’d her breathing thro’ the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. But when the morn came dim and sad And chill with early showers, Her queit eyelids closed; she had Another morn than ours. ————— […]
The Bridge of Sighs by Thomas Hood
The Bridge of Sighs by Thomas Hood One more Unfortunate, Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; Fashion’d so slenderly Young, and so fair! Look at her garments Clinging like cerements; Whilst the wave constantly Drips from her clothing; Take her up instantly, Loving, not […]
Silence by Thomas Hood
Silence by Thomas Hood There is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be, In the cold grave—under the deep, deep sea, Or in wide desert where no life is found, Which hath been mute, and still must sleep profound; No voice is hush’d—no life treads silently, […]
Ruth by Thomas Hood
Ruth by Thomas Hood She stood breast-high amid the corn, Clasp’d by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won. On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripen’d;—such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her […]
Past and Present by Thomas Hood
Past and Present by Thomas Hood I remember, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon Nor bought too long a day; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away. I remember, I […]
On Mistress Nicely, a Pattern for Housekeepers by Thomas Hood
On Mistress Nicely, a Pattern for Housekeepers by Thomas Hood She was a woman peerless in her station, With household virtues wedded to her name; Spotless in linen, grass-bleached in her fame; And pure and clear-starched in her conversation; Thence in my Castle of Imagination She dwells for evermore, the dainty dame, To keep all […]
November by Thomas Hood
November by Thomas Hood No sun; no moon! No morn; no noon; No dawn; no dusk; no proper time of day. No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, No comfortable feel in any member; No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds!; November! ————— The End And […]
No! by Thomas Hood
No! by Thomas Hood No sun–no moon! No morn–no noon! No dawn–no dusk–no proper time of day– No sky–no earthly view– No distance looking blue– No road–no street–no “t’other side this way”– No end to any Row– No indications where the Crescents go– No top to any steeple– No recognitions of familiar people– No courtesies […]
I Remember, I Remember by Thomas Hood
I Remember, I Remember by Thomas Hood I Remember, I Remember I remember, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon Nor brought too long a day; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my […]
Gold! by Thomas Hood
Gold! by Thomas Hood Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold Molten, graven, hammered and rolled, Heavy to get and light to hold, Hoarded, bartered, bought and sold, Stolen, borrowed, squandered, doled, Spurned by young, but hung by old To the verge of a church yard mold; Price of many a crime […]
Flowers by Thomas Hood
Flowers by Thomas Hood I will not have the mad Clytie, Whose head is turned by the sun; The tulip is a courtly queen, Whom, therefore, I will shun; The cowslip is a country wench, The violet is a nun; – But I will woo the dainty rose, The queen of everyone. The pea is […]
Faithless Sally Brown by Thomas Hood
Faithless Sally Brown by Thomas Hood Young Ben he was a nice young man, A carpenter by trade; And he fell in love with Sally Brown, That was a lady’s maid. But as they fetch’d a walk one day, They met a press-gang crew; And Sally she did faint away, Whilst Ben he was brought […]
Faithless Nelly Gray by Thomas Hood
Faithless Nelly Gray by Thomas Hood A Pathetic Ballad Ben Battle was a soldier bold, And used to war’s alarms; But a cannon-ball took off his legs, So he laid down his arms. Now as they bore him off the field, Said he, ‘Let others shoot; For here I leave my second leg, And the […]
Death by Thomas Hood
Death by Thomas Hood It is not death, that sometime in a sigh This eloquent breath shall take its speechless flight; That sometime these bright stars, that now reply In sunlight to the sun, shall set in night; That this warm conscious flesh shall perish quite, And all life’s ruddy springs forget to flow; That […]
Christmas Holidays by Thomas Hood
Christmas Holidays by Thomas Hood Along the Woodford road there comes a noise Of wheels, and Mr. Rounding’s neat post-chaise Struggles along, drawn by a pair of bays, With Reverend Mr. Crow and six small boys, Who ever and anon declare their joys With trumping horns and juvenile huzzas, At going home to spend their […]
Autumn by Thomas Hood
Autumn by Thomas Hood I Saw old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like Silence, listening To silence, for no lonely bird would sing Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn, Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn;— Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright With tangled gossamer that fell by night, Pearling his coronet […]
Allegory by Thomas Hood
Allegory by Thomas Hood I had a gig-horse, and I called him Pleasure Because on Sundays for a little jaunt He was so fast and showy, quite a treasure; Although he sometimes kicked and shied aslant. I had a chaise, and christened it Enjoyment, With yellow body and the wheels of red, Because it was […]
A Lake And A Fairy Boat by Thomas Hood
A Lake And A Fairy Boat by Thomas Hood A lake and a fairy boat To sail in the moonlight clear, – And merrily we would float From the dragons that watch us here! Thy gown should be snow-white silk And strings of oriental pearls, Like gossamers dipped in milk, Should twine with thy raven […]
love_is_just_like_the_rain.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Love Is Just Like the Rain by Hartati Nurwijaya/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Love Is Just Like the Rain /h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by Hartati Nurwijaya/h2> div id=”content”> p>The dry landbr /> Children who have no toysbr /> Trees are getting drybr /> Glad the rain is coming /p> p>River is […]
boy_running_in_the_rain.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Boy Running in the Rain… by T. Wignesan/title> /div> div itemprop=”genre” id=”content”> p>His face swinging from ear to earbr /> A bemused smile lighting upbr /> His gander gaitbr /> Under the burlap mop /p> p> Who’s looking at mebr /> Why is everyone looking at my legs /p> p> […]
xai_kou_from_book_seeds_of_faith.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>xai-kou from book -seeds of faith by kapardeli eftichia /title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>xai-kou from book -seeds of faith /h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by kapardeli eftichia /h2> div id=”content”> p>From my book Seeds of Faithbr /> winning first prizes/p> p>Passionately loved the worldbr /> Fermented in the sunbr /> and […]
xai_kou1.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>xai-kou by kapardeli eftichia /title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>xai-kou /h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by kapardeli eftichia /h2> div id=”content”> p>From my book PATHWAYS AND PASSAGE/p> p>Thousands of heartsbr /> Thousands of desires /p> p>Books … in the dust of librariesbr /> tireless fighters /p> p>The beauty uprooted, but the seedbr […]
xai_kou0.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>xai-kou by kapardeli eftichia /title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>xai-kou/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by kapardeli eftichia /h2> div id=”content”> p>A !POETRY PRIZE NATIONAL CONFERENCE 2007-FROM MY BOOKbr /> BLUE iris/p> p>THE eyes wide openbr /> stubbornly capturebr /> the light of Dawn/p> p> With the feeling of affectionbr /> covered his […]
xai_kou.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>xai-kou by kapardeli eftichia/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>xai-kou /h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by kapardeli eftichia/h2> div id=”content”> p>**br /> In the Power of Hopebr /> Exits stealth life **/p> p> **br /> Vision of the worldbr /> Become a citizen of Heaven **/p> p> ** Two hands twinedbr /> much […]
vorticism_is_a_choka_in_its_modular_home.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>vorticism is a choka in its modular home by Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé /title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>vorticism is a choka in its modular home /h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé /h2> div id=”content”> p> their ballads overbr /> again, various, volleying/p> p>half apparitions –br /> voices end-of-line/p> p>feelings […]
victor.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Victor by kapardeli eftichia /title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>Victor/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by kapardeli eftichia /h2> div id=”content”> p>In the maelstrom of time you runbr /> In the maelstrom of freedombr /> You subjugatebr /> In the maelstrom of your brainbr /> Comes out victor/p> br> /body> /html> Poetry In […]
traveling.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>TRAVELING by kapardeli eftichia /title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>TRAVELING/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by kapardeli eftichia /h2> div id=”content”> p>Travel!!br /> in the chapel of my heartbr /> red sky in the west die outbr /> big flame that melts the touch, heartbr /> The stars of a chain where a […]
tracks_in_the_private_country.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Tracks in the Private Country by T. Wignesan/title> /div> div itemprop=”genre” id=”content”> p>The memory in needbr /> Is the implacable enemy of the creed,br /> Waits and watches its foe/p> p>The all-clawing frenzy on tip-toe;br /> Quiescent in the instant’s reposebr /> The thud of flurried gnawing years evoke./p> p>The […]
the_world.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>THE WORLD by kapardeli eftichia /title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>THE WORLD/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by kapardeli eftichia /h2> div id=”content”> p> The world turns changes handsbr /> changes shapebr /> resembles matter ..earthbr /> …where it is flown in holes of skybr /> and groundbr /> another time ,again the […]
the_holy_tree.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>THE HOLY TREE by kapardeli eftichia /title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>THE HOLY TREE/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by kapardeli eftichia /h2> div id=”content”> p>In the hands a branchesbr /> of olive I keep withbr /> friendship of sunbr /> medal resemblesbr /> in this landscapebr /> in the calcined bodybr /> […]
the_emigrant.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>The emigrant by kapardeli eftichia/title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>The emigrant/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by kapardeli eftichia/h2> div id=”content”> p>Stranger in foreignbr /> In another land Joined oblivion partsbr /> In all countries of the Sunbr /> All I spend my nightsbr /> And do not forget, light and dawnbr /> […]
tears.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>TEARS by kapardeli eftichia /title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>TEARS/h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by kapardeli eftichia /h2> div id=”content”> p>In your sweet face ofbr /> tears … white rosesbr /> drown in dropsbr /> made lakes andbr /> overflowbr /> while my wretched soulbr /> they capturebr /> ***br /> Tireless […]
simple_heart.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>SIMPLE HEART by SIMPLE HEART -kapardeli eftichia /title> /div> h1 class=”pageTitle”>SIMPLE HEART /h1> div class=”entry-content clearfix”> h2 class=”author”>by SIMPLE HEART -kapardeli eftichia /h2> div id=”content”> p>My body has grown to morebr /> sweet tunesbr /> and fragments of the soundsbr /> moments where the thornsbr /> from the blossoms stubbornlybr […]
silence.html
!DOCTYPE html> html> head lang=”en-US”> title>Silence!!! by Milton Roza Junior/title> /div> div itemprop=”genre” id=”content”> p>It is strange when I become silent,br /> I become silent when I am defeated,br /> I become quiet when I face humiliation,br /> I become silent when I am eulogized,br /> I become quiet in a whirlwind of emotions.br /> […]