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Famous Blankly Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Blankly poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous blankly poems. These examples illustrate what a famous blankly poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...gether. But I was reading in his eyes 
More than I read at college or at law 
In years that followed. There was blankly nothing 
For me to say, if not that I was sorry; 
And that was more than hate would let me say— 
Whatever the truth might be. At last he spoke, 
And I could see the vengeance in his eyes,
And a cold sorrow—which, if I had seen 
Much more of it, might yet have mastered me. 
But I would see no more of it. ‘Well, then,’ 
He said, ‘have you t...Read more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
...agnifying your arrival. New statue.
In a drafty museum, your nakedness
Shadows our safety. We stand round blankly as walls.

I'm no more your mother
Than the cloud that distills a mirror to reflect its own slow
Effacement at the wind's hand.

All night your moth-breath
Flickers among the flat pink roses. I wake to listen:
A far sea moves in my ear.

One cry, and I stumble from bed, cow-heavy and floral
In my Victorian nightgown.
Y...Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...o much;
She has a sad and worried look.
One day we passed and chanced to touch,
But as with sudden fear I shook,
So blankly in my face she peered,
I had to chuckle in my beard.

Oh, comfort is a blessed thing,
But forty years of it I had.
I never drank the wine of Spring,
No moon has ever made me mad.
I never clutched the skirts of Chance
Nor daftly dallied with Romance.

And that is why I seek to save
My soul before it is too late,
To put between me and t...Read more of this...

by Bishop, Elizabeth
...Moving from left to left, the light
is heavy on the Dome, and coarse.
One small lunette turns it aside
and blankly stares off to the side
like a big white old wall-eyed horse.

On the east steps the Air Force Band
in uniforms of Air Force blue
is playing hard and loud, but--*****--
the music doesn't quite come through.

It comes in snatches, dim then keen,
then mute, and yet there is no breeze.
The giant trees stand in between.
I think the trees m...Read more of this...

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