A most interesting selection
- Man and Wife, Robert Lowell, ‘blossoms on our magnolia ignite/the morning with their murderous five days’ white’. (Lowell was a master of the three-part-line)
- What is there to say, Jack Gilbert, ‘there is this stubborn provincial singing in me’
- The Muse, Anna Akhmatova, ‘When in the night I await her coming/my life seems stopped.’
- Psalm 143, King James Version, ‘Quicken me, O Lord, for thy name’s sake: for thy righteousness’ sake bring my soul out of trouble.’ (Purcell, ‘Thy Word is a Lantern’)
- Sonnet, Robert Hass, ‘Outside, white,/patient animals, and tangled vines, and rain.’
- The Eve of St Agnes, John Keats, ‘A casement high and triple-arch’d there was,/ All garlanded with carven imag’ries/ Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass,/ And diamonded with panes of quaint device…’
- The toome road, Seamus Heaney, ‘O charioteers, above your dormant guns,/It…
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