Category Archives: Pocket Poems

Blue-Butterfly Day by Robert Frost (Pocket Poem)

It is blue-butterfly day here in spring, And with these sky-flakes down in flurry on flurry There is more unmixed color on the wing Than flowers will show for days unless they hurry.   But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: And now from having ridden out desire They lie closed over […]

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To Waken An Old Lady By William Carlos Williams (Pocket Poem)

To Waken An Old Lady By William Carlos Williams   Old age is A flight of small Cheeping birds Skimming Bare trees Above a snow glaze. Gaining and failing They are buffeted By a dark wind— But what? On harsh weedstalks The flock has rested, The snow Is covered with broken Seedhusks And the wind […]

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Snow By Vladimir Nabokov (Pocket Poem)

Snow By Vladimir Nabokov   Oh, that sound! Across snow – creak, creak, creak: somebody walking in long boots of felt. Stout, spirally twisted ice, sharp points inverted, hangs from the eaves. The snow is crumpy and shiny. (Oh, that sound!) My hand sled behind me, far from dragging, seems to run by itself: it […]

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Two Kinds of Intelligence by Rumi (Pocket Poem)

Two Kinds of Intelligence by Rumi   There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired, as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts from books and from what the teacher says, collecting information from the traditional sciences as well as from the new sciences.   With such intelligence you rise in the world. You […]

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Woodpile By Rufus Collinson (Pocket Poem)

Woodpile By Rufus Collinson   I love this woodpile, the construction of beauty within the ordinary task.   Huddle of concentrics, the good years and the lean, sorrows and delights,   the power of containment, flicker of possibility, ember  flame  and hearth,   rooms redolent with memory,   the lovelight in your eyes.   “Every […]

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Vacillation (Part II) by William Butler Yeats – An Analysis

  Vacillation (Part II) by William Butler Yeats   A tree there is that from its topmost bough Is half all glittering flame and half all green Abounding foliage moistened with the dew;   What a primal October vision! “A tree there is that from its topmost bough is half all glittering flame and half […]

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Vacillation (Part II) by William Butler Yeats [Pocket Poem]

Vacillation (Part II) by William Butler Yeats   A tree there is that from its topmost bough Is half all glittering flame and half all green Abounding foliage moistened with the dew; And half is half and yet is all the scene; And half and half consume what they renew, And he that Attis’ image […]

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The Sunrise Ruby [Fragment] by Rumi [Pocket Poem]

The Sunrise Ruby [Fragment] by Rumi   Work.  Keep digging your well. Don’t think about getting off from work. Water is there somewhere.   Submit to a daily practice. Your loyalty to that is a ring on the door.   Keep knocking, and the joy inside will eventually open a window and look out to […]

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There’s A Morning by Rumi [Pocket Poem]

There’s A Morning by Rumi There’s a morning when presence comes over your soul. You sing like a rooster   in your earth-colored shape. Your heart hears, and, no longer frantic, begins   to dance. At that moment, soul reaches total emptiness….

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Song by William Carlos Williams (Pocket Poem)

Song By William Carlos Williams Beauty is a shell From the sea Where she rules triumphant Till love has had its way with her Scallops and Lion’s paws Sculptured to the Tune of retreating waves Undying accents Repeated till The ear and the eye lie Down together in the same bed

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