JUNE POEMS


In this page, poems on / about “june” are listed.

  • 25.
    Another Way Of Love

    June was not over
    Though past the fall,
    And the best of her roses
    Had yet to blow, read more »

  • 26.
    Since Hanna Moved Away

    The tires on my bike are flat.
    The sky is grouchy gray.
    At least it sure feels like that
    Since Hanna moved away. read more »

  • 27.
    The Lovers of the Poor

    arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League
    Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting
    In diluted gold bars across the boulevard brag
    Of proud, seamed faces with mercy and murder hinting read more »

  • 28.
    The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume 1: 1931-1934

    "Am I, at bottom, that fervent little Spanish Catholic child who chastised herself for loving toys, who forbade herself the enjoyment of sweet foods, who practiced silence, who humiliated her pride, who adored symbols, statues, burning candles, incense, the caress of nuns, organ music, for whom Communion was a great event? I was so exalted by the idea of eating Jesus's flesh and drinking His blood that I couldn't swallow the host well, and I dreaded harming the it. I visualized Christ descending into my heart so realistically (I was a realist then!) that I could see Him walking down the stairs and entering the room of my heart like a sacred Visitor. That state of this room was a subject of great preoccupation for me. . . At the ages of nine, ten, eleven, I believe I approximated sainthood. And then, at sixteen, resentful of controls, disillusioned with a God who had not granted my prayers (the return of my father), who performed no miracles, who left me fatherless in a strange country, I rejected all Catholicism with exaggeration. Goodness, virtue, charity, submission, stifled me. I took up the words of Lawrence: "They stress only pain, sacrifice, suffering and death. They do not dwell enough on the resurrection, on joy and life in the present." Today I feel my past like an unbearable weight, I feel that it interferes with my present life, that it must be the cause for this withdrawal, this closing of doors. . . I am embalmed because a nun leaned over me, enveloped me in her veils, kissed me. The chill curse of Christianity. I do not confess any more, I have no remorse, yet am I doing penance for my enjoyments? Nobody knows what a magnificent prey I was for Christian legends, because of my compassion and my tenderness for human beings. Today it divides me from enjoyment in life."
    p. 70-71

    "As June walked towards me from the darkness of the garden into the light of the door, I saw for the first time the most beautiful woman on earth. A startling white face, burning dark eyes, a face so alive I felt it would consume itself before my eyes. Years ago I tried to imagine true beauty; I created in my mind an image of just such a woman. I had never seen her until last night. Yet I knew long ago the phosphorescent color of her skin, her huntress profile, the evenness of her teeth. She is bizarre, fantastic, nervous, like someone in a high fever. Her beauty drowned me. As I sat before her, I felt I would do anything she asked of me. Henry suddenly faded. She was color and brilliance and strangeness. By the end of the evening I had extricated myself from her power. She killed my admiration by her talk. Her talk. The enormous ego, false, weak, posturing. She lacks the courage of her personality, which is sensual, heavy with experience. Her role alone preoccupies her. She invents dramas in which she always stars. I am sure she creates genuine dramas, genuine chaos and whirlpools of feelings, but I feel that her share in it is a pose. That night, in spite of my response to her, she sought to be whatever she felt I wanted her to be. She is an actress every moment. I cannot grasp the core of June. Everything Henry has said about her is true." read more »

  • 29.
    Endymion: Book I

    ENDYMION.

    A Poetic Romance. read more »

  • 30.
    Love Song

    My own dear love, he is strong and bold
    And he cares not what comes after.
    His words ring sweet as a chime of gold,
    And his eyes are lit with laughter. read more »

  • 31.
    A Ballad of Burial

    If down here I chance to die,
    Solemnly I beg you take
    All that is left of "I"
    To the Hills for old sake's sake, read more »

  • 32.
    The Flower-School

    When storm-clouds rumble in the sky and June showers come down.
    The moist east wind comes marching over the heath to blow its
    bagpipes among the bamboos.
    Then crowds of flowers come out of a sudden, from nobody knows read more »

  • 33.
    moonchild

    whatever slid into my mother's room that
    late june night, tapping her great belly,
    summoned me out roundheaded and unsmiling.
    is this the moon, my father used to grin. read more »

  • 34.
    A Winter Night

    My window-pane is starred with frost,
    The world is bitter cold to-night,
    The moon is cruel, and the wind
    Is like a two-edged sword to smite. read more »

  • 35.
    The Barefoot Boy

    Blessings on thee, little man,
    Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
    With thy turned-up pantaloons,
    And thy merry whistled tunes; read more »

  • 36.
    The Sea

    The sea is a hungry dog,
    Giant and grey.
    He rolls on the beach all day.
    With his clashing teeth and shaggy jaws read more »

New June Poems

  1. My Mind's Eye [REV.], Margaret Alice Second
  2. June, 1915, Charlotte Mary Mew
  3. The Lanes Of Apple Bloom, Edgar Albert Guest
  4. Snows, Emmanuel George Cefai
  5. June, Emmanuel George Cefai
  6. Rain From May, Emmanuel George Cefai
  7. The Civilization of our people, Emmanuel George Cefai
  8. At Meissen, Radclyffe Hall
  9. June, Edgar Albert Guest
  10. Untitled #11, Janina Degutyte
  11. June...June...June...June... (R), Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR
  12. The Dog Days, Sadiqullah Khan
  13. Brothers in Blood, Sadiqullah Khan
  14. Like My Friend, Wyn Cooper
  15. September Matrimony, Cheryl Joy Amarga
  16. Nature mourn for june.............., SALINI NAIR
  17. naturist walk, lee fones
  18. Own You've Grown, Susan Lacovara
  19. Our Freedom, David Harris
  20. All the Goods, Sadiqullah Khan
  21. June...June...June..., Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR
  22. Who Cares? [REV.], Margaret Alice Second
  23. Welcome June, Randy McClave
  24. This is June, gajanan mishra
  25. June, Paola Degli Esposti
  26. Milan, K.B Thunderel
  27. June, John Lars Zwerenz
  28. Nuns Walking In The Orchard, Clark Ashton Smith
  29. Tick Tock, Melissa K Vigna
  30. Alley, Rose Lu ( Bing Hua )
  31. PSR Mornings, Carol Fleming Klein
  32. THE W . . . . . R, A. P. Herbert
  33. 'Flaming June', A. P. Herbert
  34. The Last Day Of June, Paul Gerard Reed
  35. 100th Birthday [Missed By 'Mom'] ........, Bri Edwards
  36. Innocent Nocturne, Kevin Patrick
  37. Poem 031, Sonnet 12: Je-June?, Samer Madbak
  38. Rain's Essence, Giorgio A. V.
  39. Beg one from you, Pradip Chattopadhyay
  40. Being June, Gargi DuttaKundu
  41. Ever-Loved, Diana van den Berg
  42. Box of Dust, Michael Shutt
  43. Paralysis, Diana van den Berg
  44. African Pot Standing Tall on Polished Fl.., Diana van den Berg
  45. When A Poet Speaks, Diana van den Berg
  46. Amusing, Too, Diana van den Berg
  47. Watermark, Fatima Naoot
  48. Rhapsody In Gold, Diana van den Berg
  49. Haiku The Silence of Dawn, Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
  50. The Hint of June, Rose Lu ( Bing Hua )
  51. Insight Out - After Matsuo Basho - Morga.., Jonathan ROBIN
  52. Haiku-Papavero, Floy Dy (Floyd) Ra (Floydson)
  53. Haiku Roses, Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
  54. WHY BOTHER TO VOTE? ... JUNE 26TH 2013, James Bredin
  55. QUEBEC BILL 52 FOR YOU... JUNE 25TH,2013, James Bredin
  56. This day last year, Bashyam Narayanan
  57. A SCANDELOUS ATTITUDE, James Bredin
  58. DWD coming your way... June 19th,2013, James Bredin
  59. on summer moors, Giorgio A. V.
  60. June, David Wood
  61. THE PRETTY JUNE, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  62. Speechless, Leonard Akwo
  63. From May to June, Ruth Walters
  64. It's Spring!, David Whalen
  65. Vigil for a Passionate Mockingbird, June Stepansky
  66. The Flimsy Whimsy Trousseau, malini kadir
  67. My Lovely June, Valerie Dohren
  68. Maybe August?, Edwina Reizer
  69. I'm Going On A Diet, Joy Thacker
  70. Dear love and the rain, sallam yassin
  71. Beach Bonfire Haiku, Chenou Liu
  72. June, Joshua Dinkin
  73. Double Rainbow Haiku, Chenou Liu
  74. The Gift, Paul Hartal
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