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

Sherlock, this is driving me MAD - I knoew all the other ones. Grrrrrrr.

Yes it was Wendy Cope.
Sadly I need to go to bed now....Have fun girls!

Would have said Eliot as well - again, I know it...

TMJ

It is Elliot.

Burnt Norton, the first of the four quartets.

Timothy Winters is Charles Causley though I think.

No-one has had a go at my earlier one

Yes, always always makes me sniff...

MMJ I know it but I can't think of it IYKWIM

I knew your last one though and am peeved I didn't get to the thread in time

And I thought my last one was dead easy...

Swizzler

That is by that well known mysoginist...PL

Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills'
What spires, what farms are those?

That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.

MMJ is it

ooh

erm

bother

In fact, ALL of mine have been ignored. Shall I re-post?

give us a clue

Welll done there

But what about the others:

And all complexities of mire or blood.
At midnight on the Emperor's pavement flit
Flames that no faggot feeds, nor steel has lit,
Nor storm disturbs, flames begotten of flame,
Where blood-begotten spirits come
And all complexities of fury leave,
Dying into a dance,
An agony of trance,
An agony of flame that cannot singe a sleeve.

and

Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat the air
The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
Smaller and dryer than the will

Swizzler

I got your PL one.

Well done Sherlock and the now-sleeping Kathy : too tired to guess the others ( and too much wine. Great thread, though

Swizzler

Sailing to Byzantium....