Looking For A Poem
(12/6/2004 5:30:00 PM)
Hey...I read this poem last year in my English class but can't remember the title or author's name at all. I know it was about a dead frog or toad, and had a lot of allusions to the springtime...it talked about spring dying. It also mentioned a lawn mower. I think it's a modern poem, and I'm prtty sure it was written by a woman. Any info on it would be great. Either post below or e-mail at Smile4eva2000@aol.com. Thanks!
(12/2/2004 9:01:00 PM)
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not asking for anything here, just thought I'd share a success story. finally found the poem I've been looking for since tenth grade history class when a teacher read it. it's by edna st. vincent millay, called thursday. maybe you've all read it. it's a great little writing. funny as hell.
(12/1/2004 5:56:00 PM)
I once read a poem by J.R.R. Tolkein called 'Little Goblin Feet' or 'Goblin Feet, ' or something of that sort. I really enjoyed this poem and to this day it contiues to be my favorite with its rhyme and rhythym. I know a few lines that go like this:
I was pulling at my heart,
let me go, o let me start,
the hours of the morning are a flying,
O! the lights O! the sounds O! the colors in the dark
O! the rustle of their noisless little robes...
it goes something like that if you could help find it i would very much appreciate it.
(11/27/2004 9:01:00 PM)
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Hello, MARWA SADEK.
I'm Chinese, who also is a learner of English as a second language. I have been interested in English Literature for one year, and loves poetry very much! I'v try to search it for you, and found out that Mary Oliver had written a poem named 'The Swan'.
Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river?
Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air -
An armful of white blossoms,
A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned
into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies,
Biting the air with its black beak?
Did you hear it, fluting and whistling
A shrill dark music - like the rain pelting the trees - like a waterfall
Knifing down the black ledges?
And did you see it, finally, just under the clouds -
A white cross Streaming across the sky, its feet
Like black leaves, its wings Like the stretching light of the river?
And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?
And have you too finally figured out what beauty is for?
And have you changed your life?
here is the website: http: //poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp? poet=6771&poem=73924
You can check it yourself.
Maybe someother poets also have written the same tile.
(11/27/2004 9:37:00 AM)
under the lily shadow
and the gold
and the blue and mauve
that the whin and the lilac
pour down on the water
the fishes quiver
this is an american poem plz plz i need the name of the poet eho wrote this poem plz i need some one to help me
(11/27/2004 9:33:00 AM)
hi all i'm looking for a poem named ' the swan' can anybody help me
(11/25/2004 9:50:00 PM)
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I'm looking for a poem for my Dad's memorial services next week. He was a forest ranger. Years ago, I found a poem written by a mountain man who was asking to be laid to rest in his beloved mountains, or to have his ashes scattered there.... I don't remember much, except the wonderful description of the mountains. ANY help would be appreciated. Thank you.
Mary Ann Craft
(11/20/2004 9:14:00 PM)
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I'm looking for a poem by Edgar Guest which has in it's text 'When turkeys on the table laid and good things I may scan I'm thankful that...? '
(11/17/2004 1:05:00 PM)
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please i am looking for a poem which i really want to locat. i believe the poet was edgar guest, some of the text is like this
a friend is one who tkes your hand talks a speech you understand
she's partly kindness partly mirth, but faith unfaltering in what you are worth
she's first to cheer you on success, and last to leave you in distress
that is partially what i remember. please help if you can,
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(11/17/2004 10:24:00 AM)
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Has it come to your attention how the race of man,
Has been climbing upward since time began.
How it's been climbing upward, and it's climbing there still,
But everytime you look at it, it's going downhill.
I'm looking for this poem, or the poet. Can anyone help? I think it's American,1920 to 1950s. Thanks!Replies for this message:
(8/23/2006 4:38:00 AM)
The title is 'Hi-Yo, Hi-Yo, Discernible Today, ' and it can be sung to the tune of 'Turkey in the Straw' (so it said in my high school sophomore lit book, Adventures in Appreciation,1968) . Here it i ... more
(3/27/2005 5:23:00 PM)
Did you ever find this poem? I've been looking for it for years. It was in one of my English Literature books in High School (in the 60s) .
- Sue Thom (8/23/2006 4:38:00 AM) Post reply