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poems that are publish and are written by known poets.i have an english thing due tomarrow where i have to recite a poem written by a published poet.

2007-01-31 12:55:28 · 13 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities Books & Authors

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Day's Ending (Tucson) by Sara Teasdale

Aloog as aged kings,
Wearing like them the purple,
The mountains ring the mesa
Crowned with a dusky light;
Many a time I watched
That coming-on of darkness
Till stars burned through the eavens
Intolerably bright.

It was not long I lived there
But I became a woman
Under those vehement stars,
For it was there I heard
For the first time my spirit
Forging an iron rule for me.
As though with slow cold hammers
Beating out word by word:

"Only yourself can heal you,
Only yourself can lead you,
The road is heavy going
And ends where no man knows;
Take love when love is given,
But never think to find it
A sure escape from sorrow
Or a complete repose."

Mirror, by Sylvia Plath (written 3 days before she comitted suicide)

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see, I swallow immediately.
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike
I am not cruel, only truthful –
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me.
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.

2007-01-31 12:58:15 · answer #1 · answered by FaZizzle 7 · 0 0

Nothing Gold Can Stay
by Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

2007-01-31 13:27:04 · answer #2 · answered by kiki_romani 1 · 0 0

This poem, by Dylan Thomas, is where the persona tells his father not to give up and die too easily but to put up a fight. It is considered one of his best works and has been inspirational for various pieces of music

"Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night"

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

2007-01-31 13:37:12 · answer #3 · answered by kurt 1 · 0 0

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2016-11-02 00:21:39 · answer #4 · answered by ridinger 4 · 0 0

A Poison Tree by William Blake - really easy to remember as it all rhymes, the meaning is pretty obvious, it's really famous and the rhythm is easy.

2007-01-31 13:01:51 · answer #5 · answered by Snow White 4 · 0 0

The Seven Ages of Man by William Shakespeare

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players,
They have their exits and entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like a furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier.
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide,
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again towards the childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

>> It's pretty self-explanatory and it compares our lives to actors in a play. For example, each phase would be an act:

The man in the poem goes through these stages:

Infancy: In this stage he is dependent on others and needs to be constantly attended to.
Childhood: It is in this stage that he begins to go to school. He is reluctant to leave the protected environment of his home as he is still not confident enough to exercise his own discretion.
The lover: In this stage, comparable to modern day adolescence, he is always remorseful due to some reason or other, especially the loss of love. He tries to express feelings through song or some other cultural activity.
The soldier: It is in this age, comparable to modern day young adult, that he thinks less of himself and begins to think more of others. He is very easily aroused and is hot headed. He is always working towards making a reputation for himself and gaining recognition, however shortlived it may be, even at the cost of his own life.
The justice: In this stage, comparable to modern day adult, he has acquired wisdom through the many experiences he has had in life. He has reached a stage where he has gained prosperity and social status. He becomes very attentive of his looks and begins to enjoy the finer things of life.
Old age: He begins to lose his charm — both physical and mental. He begins to become the brunt of others' jokes. He loses his firmness and assertiveness, and shrinks in stature and personality.
Mental dementia and death: He loses his status and he becomes a non-entity. He becomes dependent on others like a child and is in need of constant support before finally dying.

2007-01-31 12:58:23 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

recite "procrastination really hurt my GPA, now it is way too late to be memorizin' a poem" by no-n-poet, dog

2007-01-31 13:02:18 · answer #7 · answered by leroy_w_jackson 3 · 0 0

go to about.com. they have a long, but not too long, list of poems and authors, some classic, some modern.

2007-01-31 13:03:14 · answer #8 · answered by bighpfan073180 3 · 0 0

Go to gutenberg.org. All kinds of free lit.

2007-01-31 13:09:00 · answer #9 · answered by sonny_clips 1 · 0 0

tyger by william blake (http://www.geocities.com/plt_2000plt_us/englam/blk-91.html)

rime of the ancient mariner by samueal taylor coleridge
(http://etext.virginia.edu/stc/Coleridge/poems/Rime_Ancient_Mariner.html)

willaim shakespear stuff (http://www.william-shakespeare.info/william-shakespeare-poems.htm)

2007-01-31 13:01:03 · answer #10 · answered by CNuxoll 4 · 0 0

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