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
- The Bridge by Shel Silverstein
- A Dish Of Peaches In Russia by Wallace Stevens
- The Land of Counterpane by Robert Louis Stevenson
- The Hawthorn Tree by Willa Cather
- At Oxford by William Lisle Bowles
- Юрий Левитанский – Белый снег
- Parting by William Butler Yeats
- Spring Rain by Sara Teasdale
- Владимир Набоков – Поэт
- A Broken Appointment by Thomas Hardy
- A Wanderer by Siegfried Sassoon
- Аля Кудряшева – Осень в городе
- Вера Павлова – Подарил мне жизнь
- Towards Break Of Day by William Butler Yeats
- I’m So Good That I Don’t Have To Brag by Shel Silverstein
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.