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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AFTER READING 'THE GOLDEN TREASURY' IN THE GREEN PARK, by ARTHUR W. UPSON Poet's Biography First Line: Off piccadilly with its pavement cries Last Line: We too, much-wandering, hail this hour of peace! Subject(s): Green Park, London; Poetry & Poets | |||
OFF Piccadilly with its pavement cries, Its maddening monotone of wheel and hoof, In the Green Park primeval Summer lies, How near, how yearning, yet how far aloof! O city, symbol of a world that still Heedless of beauty under heaven rolls; And thou, blithe meadow all with larks athrill Like Poetry, that pasture of great souls— Ye twain, so sundered, shall forever dwell, A tumult and a blessing side by side: Here, as to toil-worn Argo once befell A singing island on a thundering tide, Where men might stretch them out in glad release, We too, much-wandering, hail this hour of peace! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A MOTIVE OUT OF LOHENGRIN by ARTHUR W. UPSON |
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