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A question for all the contributing authors: Go back in time and invite one poet to be in your book!?
Edna St!. Vincent Millay
Make Bright The Arrows
by Edna St!. Vincent Millay
"Make bright the arrows
Gather the shields:
The peaceful fields!.
Stock well the quiver
With arrows bright:
The bowman feared
Need never fight!.
Make bright the arrows,
O peaceful and wise!
Gather the shields
Invocation to a Muse
by Edna St!. Vincent Millay
She gave this aloud at Carnegie Hall in 1941!.
"O Muses, O immortal Nine!—
Or do ye languish!? Can ye die!?
Must all go under!?—
How shall we heal without your help a world
By these wild horses torn asunder!?
How shall we build anew!? — How start again!?
How cure, how even moderate this pain
Without you, and you strong!?
And if ye sleep, then waken!
And if ye sicken and do plan to die,
Do not that now!"
Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
A lesson I need to learn again and again:
Patience Taught by Nature
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
'O dreary life,' we cry, ' O dreary life ! '
And still the generations of the birds
Sing through our sighing, and the flocks and herds
Serenely live while we are keeping strife
With Heaven's true purpose in us, as a knife
Against which we may struggle ! Ocean girds
Unslackened the dry land, savannah-swards
Unweary sweep, hills watch unworn, and rife
Meek leaves drop yearly from the forest-trees
To show, above, the unwasted stars that pass
In their old glory: O thou God of old,
Grant me some smaller grace than comes to these !--
But so much patience as a blade of grass
Grows by, contented through the heat and cold!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
Pablo Neruda - Sonnet IX
There where the waves shatter on the restless rocks
the clear light bursts and enacts its rose,
and the sea-circle shrinks to a cluster of buds,
to one drop of blue salt, falling!.
O bright magnolia bursting in the foam,
magnetic transient whose death blooms
and vanishes--being, nothingness--forever:
broken salt, dazzling lurch of the sea!.
You & I, Love, together we ratify the silence,
while the sea destroys its perpetual statues,
collapses its towers of wild speed and whiteness:
because in the weavings of those invisible fabrics,
galloping water, incessant sand,
we make the only permanent tenderness!.
Only one poet!.!.!.that is so difficult because I need different poets to suit my different needs!.
So, I'm going to go for the first one that sprang to mind!.
John Betjemann - he encapsulates a kind of Englishness in many of his poems which fills me with nostalgia!.
A Subalterns Love-Song, Hunter Trials, Myfanwy, Slough etc!.
(although, I still think William Blake's The Tyger is my favourite poem - though I would have difficulty in explaining why)
Edit - Sher !.!.!.!.yep for Free form poetry it's got to be Pablo!Www@QuestionHome@Com
Rewind 400 years and you might be haling a boat to take you across the Thames!. As luck would have it, you end up in the back of John Taylor’s scull and as self-styled “Water-Poet” he would provide you with a satirical look at the days top stories – in verse! Here he is on the burning down of the Globe Theatre in 1613:
“Epigram 33 Upon the burning of the Globe
Aspiring Phaeton with pride inspir’d,
Misguiding Phoebus Carre, the world he fir’d:
But Ovid did with fiction serve his turne,
And I in action sawe the Globe to burne!.”Www@QuestionHome@Com
Time is different to different people!.I would choose some of the poetry that I have read right here on Yahoo Answers!.Some have been thought provoking,humorous,sad,gut wrenching,light,dark,whimsical,story telling,you name it, it has all been here in the last year!.A smorgasbord
of reading to wet the appetite!.Thanks everyone who contributes to this site!.I have enjoyed your work beyond belief!.Keep it coming!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
This Is Just To Say
by William Carlos Williams
I have eaten
that were in
you were probably
they were delicious
and so cold
Now at least
she is past the time of mourning,
now she can say without shame or deceit,
O blessed Solitude!.
Excerpt from "A Woman Alone" by Denise Levertov (my favorite poet)!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
Difficult! Probably Blake!. Possibly Whitman!. Or then again!.!.!.!.!.!.
Well I only have to go back a few days but she is my favorite poet of any time:
Black and White
by Imtiaz Dharker
All the people are wearing black!.
Coming out of stations, scrambling
on buses, crossing the street, stacked
they look like letters running away
from words I am struggling to understand!.
There is no way to fix them
blurred as they are by movement,
mirrors and cracked glass!.
I am trying to write you down
on this white space
in longhand, calm
you, still you,
put my arms around you,
touch your face, trace
hold you long enough
for you to read
the words we have been assembling
!.!.!. if interested here are two other excellent readings:
add: I like Buk's choice too, I only read that same poem last week!.!.!. and saved it!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
John Donne!. I have loved the Holy Sonnets since discovering them as a teen!. This is such a sonnet and a prayer that it still takes my breath away!.
Holy Sonnet XIV
by John Donne
Batter my heart, three-personed God; for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new!.
I, like an usurped town, to another due,
Labor to admit you, but O, to no end;
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
but is captived, and proves weak or untrue!.
yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betrothed unto your enemy!.
Divorce me, untie or break that knot again;
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor even chaste, except you ravish me!.Www@QuestionHome@Com