Apeneck Sweeney spread his kneesLetting his arms hang down to laugh,The zebra stripes along his jawSwelling to maculate giraffe. The circles of the stormy moonSlide westward toward the River Plate,Death and the Raven drift aboveAnd Sweeney guards the hornèd gate.… Read More »Sweeney among the Nightingales by TS Eliot
S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma percioche giammai di questo fondo Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero, Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.Let us go then,… Read More »The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by TS Eliot
I That is no country for old men. The youngIn one another’s arms, birds in the trees,—Those dying generations—at their song,The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer longWhatever is begotten, born, and dies.Caught in that sensual… Read More »Sailing to Byzantium by WB Yeats
Why should I blame her that she filled my daysWith misery, or that she would of lateHave taught to ignorant men most violent ways,Or hurled the little streets upon the great,Had they but courage equal to desire?What could have made… Read More »No Second Troy by W B Yeats
Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all conviction, while… Read More »The Second Coming by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
A sudden blow: the great wings beating stillAbove the staggering girl, her thighs caressedBy the dark webs, her nape caught in his bill,He holds her helpless breast upon his breast. How can those terrified vague fingers pushThe feathered glory from… Read More »Leda and the Swan by W B Yeats
In every Catholic home there’s a pictureof Christ holding his bleeding heartin his hand.I used to think, ugh. The only person with whomI have not exchanged confidencesis my hairdresser. Some recommend stern standards.Others say float along.He says, take it as… Read More »Bequest by Eunice de Souza
Keep catsif you want to learn to cope withthe otherness of lovers.Otherness is not always neglect –Cats return to their litter trayswhen they need to.Don’t cuss out of the windowat their enemies.That stare of perpetual surprisein those great green eyeswill… Read More »Advice to Women by Eunice de Souza
I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it—— A sort of walking miracle, my skin Bright as a Nazi lampshade, My right foot A paperweight,My face a featureless, fine Jew linen. Peel off the napkin O my enemy. Do I terrify?—— The… Read More »Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath
You do not do, you do not do Any more, black shoeIn which I have lived like a foot For thirty years, poor and white, Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. Daddy, I have had to kill you. You died before I had time——Marble-heavy,… Read More »Daddy by Sylvia Plath
