A poem by Aldous Huxley (1894 – 1963)
Darkness had stretched its colour,
Deep blue across the pane:
No cloud to make night duller,
No moon with its tarnish stain;
But only here and there a star,
One sharp point of frosty fire,
Hanging infinitely far
In mockery of our life and death
And all our small desire.
Now in this hour of waking
From under brows of stone,
A new pale day is breaking
And the deep night is gone.
Sordid now, and mean and small
The daylight world is seen again,
With only the veils of mist that fall
Deaf and muffling over all
To hide its ugliness and pain.
But to-day this dawn of meanness
Shines in my eyes, as when
The new world’s brightness and cleanness
Broke on the first of men.
For the light that shows the huddled things
Of this close-pressing earth,
Shines also on your face and brings
All its dear beauty back to me
In a new miracle of birth.
I see you asleep and unpassioned,
White-faced in the dusk of your hair–
Your beauty so fleetingly fashioned
That it filled me once with despair
To look on its exquisite transience
And think that our love and thought and laughter
Puff out with the death of our flickering sense,
While we pass ever on and away
Towards some blank hereafter.
But now I am happy, knowing
That swift time is our friend,
And that our love’s passionate glowing,
Though it turn ash in the end,
Is a rose of fire that must blossom its way
Through temporal stuff, nor else could be
More than a nothing. Into day
The boundless spaces of night contract
And in your opening eyes I see
Night born in day, in time eternity.
A few random poems:
- I am Yun Du-seo by Raj Arumugam
- Валерий Брюсов – Дрожащие листья на бледные щеки
- By The Fates poem – Alfred Austin
- Binsey Poplars poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- A Memory Of Youth by William Butler Yeats
- The Cold Heaven by William Butler Yeats
- A Literature Lesson. Sir Patrick Spens in the Eighteenth Century Manner by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Robert Burns: The Winter It Is Past:
- To The King’s Most Excellent Majesty by Phillis Wheatley
- Song—Farewell to the Banks of Ayr by Robert Burns
- A Parsonage In Oxfordshire by William Wordsworth
- Depths
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Тополь
- Ho, everyone that thirsteth poem – A. E. Housman
- It Is March by W. S. Merwin
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
- Bubblin’ Up by Shel Silverstein
- Bituminous? by Shel Silverstein
- Bigtime by Shel Silverstein
- Better Not Ask Me by Shel Silverstein
- Whatif by Shel Silverstein
- Weird-Bird by Shel Silverstein
- The Toucan by Shel Silverstein
- The Meehoo with an Exactlywatt by Shel Silverstein
- Rain by Shel Silverstein
- Rain by Shel Silverstein
- Picture Puzzle Piece by Shel Silverstein
- One Inch Tall by Shel Silverstein
- It’s Dark in Here by Shel Silverstein
- God’s Wheel by Shel Silverstein
- Forgotten Language by Shel Silverstein
- Danny O’Dare by Shel Silverstein
- Boa Constrictor by Shel Silverstein
- Beans Taste Fine by Shel Silverstein
- Batty by Shel Silverstein
- Ations by Shel Silverstein
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.