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Dorothy Parker
Dorothy Parker

Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Should Heaven send me any son,
I hope he's not like Tennyson.
I'd rather have him play a fiddle
Than rise and bow and speak a…

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Dorothy Parker
Dorothy Parker

Afternoon

Afternoon


When I am old, and comforted,
And done with this desire,

With Memory to share my bed
And Peace to share my fire,

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Dorothy Parker
Dorothy Parker

A Portrait

A Portrait

Because my love is quick to come and go-
A little here, and then a little there-
What use are any words of mine to swear
My heart is stubb…

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Dorothy Parker
Dorothy Parker

A Well-Worn Story

A Well-Worn Story

In April, in April,
My one love came along,
And I ran the slope of my high hill
To follow a thread of song.


His…

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Dorothy Parker
Dorothy Parker

A Fairly Sad Tale

A Fairly Sad Tale

I think that I shall never know
Why I am thus, and I am so.
Around me, other girls inspire
In men the rush and roar of fire,

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Dorothy Parker
Dorothy Parker

A Certain Lady

A Certain Lady

Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head,
And drink your rushing words with eager lips,
And paint my mouth for you a fragrant red,

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

The Star-Apple Kingdom

The Star-Apple Kingdom

There were still shards of an ancient pastoral
in those shires of the island where the cattle drank
their pools of shadow from an …

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Dorothy Parker
Dorothy Parker

Star Light, Star Bright--

"Star Light, Star Bright--"

Star, that gives a gracious dole,
What am I to choose?

Oh, will it be a shriven soul,
Or little buckled shoes?

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

Sabbaths, W.I.

Sabbaths, W.I.

Those villages stricken with the melancholia of Sunday,

in all of whose ocher streets one dog is sleeping
those volcanoes like ashen…

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

The Saddhu Of Couva

The Saddhu Of Couva

When sunset, a brass gong,
vibrate through Couva,
is then I see my soul, swiftly unsheathed,
like a white cattle bird growing m…

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

Night in the Gardens of Port of Spain

Night in the Gardens of Port of Spain

Night, the black summer, simplifies her smells
into a village; she assumes the impenetrable

musk of the negro…

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

Pentecost

Pentecost


Better a jungle in the head
than rootless concrete.
Better to stand bewildered
by the fireflies' crooked street;

winter…

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

Love After Love

Love After Love

The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smi…

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

In The Virgins

In The Virgins

You can't put in the ground swell of the organ
from the Christiansted, St.Croix, Anglican Church
behind the paratrooper's voice: 'Turned c…

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

Egypt, Tobago

Egypt, Tobago

There is a shattered palm
on this fierce shore,
its plumes the rusting helmet
of a dead warrior.


Numb Antony, in th…

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

Coral

Coral


This coral's hape ecohes the hand

It hollowed. Its
Immediate absence is heavy. As pumice,
As your breast in my cupped palm.

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

A Far Cry From Africa

A Far Cry From Africa

A wind is ruffling the tawny pelt
Of Africa, Kikuyu, quick as flies,
Batten upon the bloodstreams of the veldt.
Corpses are s…

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

Blues

Blues


Those five or six young guys
lunched on the stoop
that oven-hot summer night
whistled me over. Nice
and friendly. So, I stop.

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D.H. Lawrence
D.H. Lawrence

Willy Wet-Leg

Willy Wet-Leg

I can’t stand Willy Wet-Leg,
Can’t stand him at any price.
He’s resigned, and when you hit him
he lets you hit him twice.

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Derek Walcott
Derek Walcott

A City's Death By Fire

A City's Death By Fire

After that hot gospeller has levelled all but the churched sky,
I wrote the tale by tallow of a city's death by fire;
Under a cand…

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D.H. Lawrence
D.H. Lawrence

Week-Night Service

Week-Night Service

The five old bells
Are hurrying and eagerly calling,
Imploring, protesting
They know, but clamorously falling
Into gabblin…

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D.H. Lawrence
D.H. Lawrence

Virgin Youth

Virgin Youth

Now and again
All my body springs alive,
And the life that is polarised in my eyes,
That quivers between my eyes and mouth,
Flie…

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D.H. Lawrence
D.H. Lawrence

Trees in the Garden

Trees in the Garden

Ah in the thunder air
how still the trees are!


And the lime-tree, lovely and tall, every leaf silent
hardly looses …

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D.H. Lawrence
D.H. Lawrence

Tortoise Shell

Tortoise Shell

The Cross, the Cross
Goes deeper in than we know,
Deeper into life;
Right into the marrow
And through the bone.
Along th…

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