Favourite poems - identify the writer and add your own?

[Swizzler]

(as I can't remember my Shakespeare )

What seas what shores what grey rocks and what islands
What water lapping the bow
And scent of pine and the woodthrush singing through the fog
What images return
O my daughter

NOw mammaduck (comes nervously to teacher) did you know it anyway? Or did you do what you friend Kathy did?Hhmmm? Well done anyway, you can be on my pub quiz team

I strove with none for none was worth my strife
Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art
I warm'd both hands before the fire of life
It sinks, and I am ready to depart

"Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden."

Bloody hell, I HAVE her collected poems, read them years ago and loved them. Obviously not enough to stick in the tiny mind

(the Wislawa woman that is)

Admit having to look up the poet, but did know the title because remembered it from Uni.

Ah, her then
Very cool, Choosy - will look her up next library visit!

SNIPERS: what was it???

sorry, got distracted by another thread.... it is ee cummings (all lower case for some reason) - title is the first line. Glad you like it.

Kathy: is thatBlake again?

Mammaduck: Tennyson?

Kathy: is thatBlake again?

Mammaduck: Tennyson?

T.S. Eliot, 'Burnt Norton,'. Just fabulous.

nope not Blake

You might have to fill us in on that one

Off to bed: will leave you with this:

Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silv'ry Tay!
Alas! I am very sorry to say
That ninety lives have been taken away
On the last Sabbath day of 1879,
Which will be remember'd for a very long time.

Aaargh! It sounds familiar.

Oh that's William McGonagall.

Mine was Walter Savage Landor.

Off to bed too now - night all.

Indeed the Great MacGonagall. Not one to let lack of natural talent stand in the way of a Poetic Calling. An example to us all.

Good night

Morning! Anyone want to play? How about "Let us not speak for the love we bear one another" to kick us off?

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Jessica "Let us not speak for the love we bear one another"

that's Betjeman but don't know the name

how about

Twas brillig and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe

or

Mixing memories and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain

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That's old Thomas Eliot again. Very appropriate for this time of year, too.

How about:

Tell all the Truth but tell it slant---
Success in Cirrcuit lies
Too bright for our infirm Delight
The Truth's superb surprise
As Lightening to the Children eased
With explanation kind
The Truth must dazzle gradually
Or every man be blind---

Emily Dickinson, love her.