That note you hold, narrowing and rising, shakes
Like New Orleans reflected on the water,
And in all ears appropriate falsehood wakes,
Building for some a legendary Quarter
Of balconies, flower-baskets and quadrilles,
Everyone making love and going shares–
Oh, play that thing! Mute glorious Storyvilles
Others may license, grouping around their chairs
Sporting-house girls like circus tigers (priced
Far above rubies) to pretend their fads,
While scholars manqués nod around unnoticed
Wrapped up in personnels like old plaids.
On me your voice falls as they say love should,
Like an enormous yes. My Crescent City
Is where your speech alone is understood,
And greeted as the natural noise of good,
Scattering long-haired grief and scored pity.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Essay on Man poem – Alexander Pope
- Do You Remember 1914 Grandad? by Steve Sant
- The way aboard by Preeth Nambiar
- A Desolate Shore by William Ernest Henley
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Davie, A Brother Poet:
- Robert Burns: Anna, Thy Charms:
- Robert Burns: The Poet’s Progress : A Poem In Embryo
- Bermudas poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Meeting and Passing by Robert Frost
- Asleep! O Sleep A Little While, White Pearl! poem – John Keats poems
- A CANTICLE TO APOLLO by Robert Herrick
- Crazy Jane And Jack The Journeyman by William Butler Yeats
- Dedication To Lady Windsor poem – Alfred Austin
- Олег Григорьев – Вечером девочка Мила
- Robert Burns: Green Grow The Rashes: A Fragment
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
Philip Arthur Larkin (1922-1985), Commander of the Order of the British Empire, a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, Cavalier of the Order of the Companions of Honour, was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.