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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ONCE IN A WAY, by ANTIPHILUS OF BYZANTIUM First Line: On a ship's poop I'd like to lie, if I could have my way Last Line: Who always find myself at home in simple company. | |||
ON a ship's poop I'd like to lie, if I could have my way, With over it the weather-cloths, thumped loudly by the spray; A sputtering fire between two stones, edging it like a mound, A pot perched on them, boiling brisk, with bubbling empty sound; An unwashed cabin-boy to serve; for table I would make Use of some handy plank; maybe a game of give and take With sailors gossiping around . . . Lately this chanced to me, Who always find myself at home in simple company. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOONTIDE REST by ANTIPHILUS OF BYZANTIUM THE OLD FERRYMAN by ANTIPHILUS OF BYZANTIUM HOW TO BE A POET (TO REMIND MYSELF) by WENDELL BERRY SONG OF TWO CROWS by HAYDEN CARRUTH MERELY STATEMENT by AMY LOWELL THE END OF THE WORLD by GORDON BOTTOMLEY AFTER THE LAST BREATH (J.H. 1813-1904) by THOMAS HARDY THE DEPARTED by JOHN BANISTER TABB EVENING by ISABELLA LOCKHART ALDERMAN THE UNKNOWN GOD by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN ON MR. FREDERICK PORTER'S ROOM OF PICTURES, 1930 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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