English poetry

Poems in English

The Refugees

In the shabby train no seat is vacant. The child in the ripped mask Sprawls undisturbed in the waste Of […]


Her imaginary playmate was a grown-up In sea-coal satin. The flame-blue glances, The wings gauzy as the membrane that the […]

The House In The Woods

At the back of the houses there is the wood. While there is a leaf of summer left, the wood […]

The Orient Express

One looks from the train Almost as one looked as a child. In the sunlight What I see still seems […]

The Old And The New Masters

About suffering, about adoration, the old masters Disagree. When someone suffers, no one else eats Or walks or opens the […]


Did they send me away from my cat and my wife To a doctor who poked me and counted my […]

90 North

At home, in my flannel gown, like a bear to its floe, I clambered to bed; up the globe’s impossible […]

The Breath Of Night

The moon rises. The red cubs rolling In the ferns by the rotten oak Stare over a marsh and a […]

A Country Life

A bird that I don’t know, Hunched on his light-pole like a scarecrow, Looks sideways out into the wheat The […]


It was not dying: everybody died. It was not dying: we had died before In the routine crashes and our […]

Next Day

Moving from Cheer to Joy, from Joy to All, I take a box And add it to my wild rice, […]

The Player Piano

I ate pancakes one night in a Pancake House Run by a lady my age. She was gay. When I […]

The Olive Garden

(Rainer Maria Rilke) He went up under the gray leaves All gray and lost in the olive lands And laid […]

The Black Swan

When the swans turned my sister into a swan I would go to the lake, at night, from milking: The […]

The Elementary Scene

Looking back in my mind I can see The white sun like a tin plate Over the wooden turning of […]

Mail Call

The letters always just evade the hand One skates like a stone into a beam, falls like a bird. Surely […]


Each day brings its toad, each night its dragon. Der heilige Hieronymus his lion is at the zoo Listens, listens. […]


The spirit killeth, but the letter giveth life. The week is dealt out like a hand That children pick up […]

Well Water

What a girl called “the dailiness of life” (Adding an errand to your errand. Saying, “Since you’re up. . .” […]

A Sick Child

The postman comes when I am still in bed. “Postman, what do you have for me today?” I say to […]

Eighth Air Force

If, in an odd angle of the hutment, A puppy laps the water from a can Of flowers, and the […]