English poetry

Poems in English

Before The Flood

Why did he promise me That we would build ourselves An ark all by ourselves Out in back of the […]

Green Fields

By this part of the century few are left who believe in the animals for they are not there in […]

The Speed Of Light

So gradual in those summers was the going of the age it seemed that the long days setting out When […]

Yesterday

My friend says I was not a good son You understand I say yes I understand He says I did […]

Vehicles

This is a place on the way after the distances can no longer be kept straight here in this dark […]

My Friends

My friends without shields walk on the target It is late the windows are breaking My friends without shoes leave […]

December Night

The cold slope is standing in darkness But the south of the trees is dry to the touch The heavy […]

The Source

There in the fringe of trees between The upper field and the edge of the one Below it that runs […]

Air

Naturally it is night. Under the overturned lute with its One string I am going my way Which has a […]

For A Coming Extinction

Gray whale Now that we are sinding you to The End That great god Tell him That we who follow […]

Any Time

How long ago the day is When at last I look at it With the time it has taken To […]

The Burnt Child

Matches among other things that were not allowed Never would be Lying high in a cool blue box That opened […]

When You Go Away

When you go away the wind clicks around to the north The painters work all day but at sundown the […]

Some Last Questions

What is the head A. Ash What are the eyes A. The wells have fallen in and have Inhabitants What […]

Whenever I Go There

Whenever I go there everything is changed The stamps on the bandages the titles Of the professors of water The […]

It Is March

It is March and black dust falls out of the books Soon I will be gone The tall spirit who […]

Beggars And Kings

In the evening All the hours that weren’t used Are emptied out And the beggars are waiting to gather them […]

The River Of Bees

In a dream I returned to the river of bees Five orange trees by the bridge and Beside two mills […]

Term

At the last minute a word is waiting Not heard that way before and not to be Repeated or ever […]

Unknown Bird

Out of the dry days Through the dusty leaves Far across the valley Those few notes never Heard here before […]