Besides Housman & Stephen Crane, from whom i could quote
many, these:
Leonard Cohen: #41
I was lost
when I met you on the road
to Larissa
the straight road between the cedars
You thought
I was a man of roads
and you loved me for being such a man
I was not such a man
I was lost
when I met you on the road
to Larissa
Emily Dickinson: #89
Some things that fly there be--
birds--hours--the bumblebee--
of these no elegy.
Some things that stay there be--
grief--hills--eternity--
nor this behooveth me.
There are that resting, rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the Riddle lies!
William Blake
The Angel that presided o’er my birth
Said, “Little creature, form’d of Joy & Mirth,
Go love without the help of any Thing on Earth.”
Bill Knott & W.S. Merwin have also written fine brief poems.
And though of all evils in the Nine Worlds it is worst for
a poet to quote himself, one of mine:
BANNED POSTBANNED POSTBANNED POST”Song of the Liberated Ulcer”
This hole in me will one day be set free.
Till then we quarrel, siblings who understand
each other too well.
[This message has been edited by graywyvern (edited September 03, 2002).]
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