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Famous Cane Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Whitman, Walt
...r, the sunlit panorama;
Prairie, orchard, and yellow grain of the North, 
Cotton and rice of the South, and Louisianian cane; 
Open, unseeded fallows, rich fields of clover and timothy, 
Kine and horses feeding, and droves of sheep and swine, 
And many a stately river flowing, and many a jocund brook,
And healthy uplands with their herby-perfumed breezes, 
And the good green grass—that delicate miracle, the ever-recurring grass. 

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Toil on, Heroes! harvest the products!...Read more of this...



by Whitman, Walt
..., cedar, hemlock, live-oak, locust,
 chestnut, hickory, cottonwood, orange, magnolia, 
Tangles as tangled in him as any cane-brake or swamp, 
He likening sides and peaks of mountains, forests coated with northern transparent ice,
Off him pasturage, sweet and natural as savanna, upland, prairie, 
Through him flights, whirls, screams, answering those of the fish-hawk, mocking-bird,
 night-heron, and eagle; 
His spirit surrounding his country’s spirit, unclosed to good and evil,...Read more of this...

by Emanuel, James A
...houts not quit
Till he jerked blinking up on all-fours,
Swaying with the winking leaves.
Strong awake, he shook his cane pole like a spoon
And dipped among the wagging perch
Till, tired, he drew his silver rubber blade
And poked the winding fins that tugged our string,
Or sprayed the dimpling minnows with his plastic gun,
Or, rainstruck, squirmed to my armpit in the poncho.

Then years uncurled him, thinned him hard.
Now, far he cast his line into the wrinkled blu...Read more of this...

by Gregory, Rg
...nt - ball
to be bounced from high art to low

when fights break out amongst the teachers
and shakespeare's wielded as a cane
as the rich old crusty clan reverts
to the days it hated him at school
but loved the beatings - loudhailer
broken-down old-banger any ram-it-
up-your-**** and suck-my-prick to those
who want to tear chintz curtains down

and shock the cosy populace to taste
life at its rawest (most obscene)
courtesan to fashion and today's 
ploy - advertisement's gold g...Read more of this...

by Campbell, Thomas
...ver on Peruvia's peak
Nor living voice nor motion marks around;
But storks that to the boundless forest shriek,
Or wild-cane arch high flung o'er gulf profound,
That fluctuates when the storms of El Dorado sound.

Pleased with his guest, the good man still would ply
Each earnest question, and his converse court;
But Gertrude, as she eyed him, knew not why
A strange and troubling wonder stopt her short.
"In England thou hast been,--and, by report,
An orphan's name (quo...Read more of this...



by Ginsberg, Allen
...ones, 
nor an indian dead with fright talking to a huge cop 
 by the Coke machine, 
nor this trembling old lady with a cane taking the last 
 trip of her life, 
nor the red-capped cynical porter collecting his quar- 
 ters and smiling over the smashed baggage, 
nor me looking around at the horrible dream, 
nor mustached ***** Operating Clerk named Spade, 
 dealing out with his marvelous long hand the 
 fate of thousands of express packages, 
nor fairy Sam in the basement lim...Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...mio distese le sue spanne,

prese la terra, e con piene le pugna

la gitt? dentro a le bramose canne.

 Qual ? quel cane ch'abbaiando agogna,

e si racqueta poi che 'l pasto morde,

ch? solo a divorarlo intende e pugna,

 cotai si fecer quelle facce lorde

de lo demonio Cerbero, che 'ntrona

l'anime s?, ch'esser vorrebber sorde.

 Noi passavam su per l'ombre che adona

la greve pioggia, e ponavam le piante

sovra lor vanit? che par persona.

 Elle giacean per terr...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
..., and led by Stew'rd. 
Then damning cowards ranged the vocal plain, 
Wood these command, the Knight of the Horn and Cane. 
Still his hook-shoulder seems the blow to dread, 
And under's armpit he defends his head. 
The posture strange men laughed at of his poll, 
Hid with his elbow like the spice he stole. 
Headless St Denys so his head does bear, 
And both of them alike French martyrs were. 
Court officers, as used, the next place took, 
And followed, Fox,...Read more of this...

by Hayden, Robert
...own 
before the murderous Africans. Our loyal 
Celestino ran from below with gun 
and lantern and I saw, before the cane- 
knife's wounding flash, Cinquez, 
that surly brute who calls himself a prince, 
directing, urging on the ghastly work. 
He hacked the poor mulatto down, and then 
he turned on me. The decks were slippery 
when daylight finally came. It sickens me 
to think of what I saw, of how these apes 
threw overboard the butchered bodies of 
our men, ...Read more of this...

by Paz, Octavio
...e the stone altar
              I am the sacrilegious hand
If you are the sleeping land
              I am the green cane
If you are the wind's leap
              I am the buried fire
If you are the water's mouth
              I am the mouth of moss
If you are the forest of the clouds
              I am the axe that parts it
If you are the profaned city
              I am the rain of consecration
If you are the yellow mountain
              I am the red arms of l...Read more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...not what—but I should not be here 
If he had not been there. Possibly, too, 
You might not—or that Quaker with his cane. 

BURR

Possibly, too, I should. When the Almighty
Rides a white horse, I fancy we shall know it. 

HAMILTON

It was a man, Burr, that was in my mind; 
No god, or ghost, or demon—only a man: 
A man whose occupation is the need 
Of those who would not feel it if it bit them;
And one who shapes an age while he endures 
The pin pricks of infer...Read more of this...

by Alighieri, Dante
...omo l'un recasse ai denti;
 s? si starebbe un agno intra due brame
di fieri lupi, igualmente temendo;
s? si starebbe un cane intra due dame:
 per che, s'i' mi tacea, me non riprendo,
da li miei dubbi d'un modo sospinto,
poi ch'era necessario, n? commendo.
 Io mi tacea, ma 'l mio disir dipinto
m'era nel viso, e 'l dimandar con ello,
pi? caldo assai che per parlar distinto.
 F? s? Beatrice qual f? Daniello,
Nabuccodonosor levando d'ira,
che l'avea fatto ingiustamente fe...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...ask the wounded person how he feels—I myself become the wounded
 person; 
My hurts turn livid upon me as I lean on a cane and observe.

I am the mash’d fireman with breast-bone broken; 
Tumbling walls buried me in their debris; 
Heat and smoke I inspired—I heard the yelling shouts of my comrades; 
I heard the distant click of their picks and shovels; 
They have clear’d the beams away—they tenderly lift me forth.

I lie in the night air in my red shirt—the p...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
....
The man was old and slightly bent,
Under his cloak some instrument
Disarranged its stately line,
He rested on his cane a fine
And nervous hand, an almandine
Smouldered with dull-red flames, sanguine
It burned in twisted gold, upon
His finger. Like some Spanish don,
Conferring favours even when
Asking an alms, he bowed again
And waited. But my pockets proved
Empty, in vain I poked and shoved,
No hidden penny lurking there
Greeted my search. "Sir, I declare
I ...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...e seas,
And bartered goods at still uncharted isles.
She's oft coquetted with a tropic breeze,
And sheered off hurricanes with jaunty smiles."
"Tush, Kurler," here broke in the other man,
"Enough of poetry, draw the deed and sign."
The old man seemed to wizen at the voice,
"My good friend, Grootver, --" he at once began.
"No introductions, let us have some wine,
And business, now that you at last have made your choice."

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A harsh and disagreeable man he ...Read more of this...

by Heaney, Seamus
...ightens twist by twist
Into a knowable corona,
A throwaway love-knot of straw.

Hands that aged round ashplants and cane sticks
And lapped the spurs on a lifetime of game cocks
Harked to their gift and worked with fine intent
Until your fingers moved somnambulant:
I tell and finger it like braille,
Gleaning the unsaid off the palpable,

And if I spy into its golden loops
I see us walk between the railway slopes
Into an evening of long grass and midges,
Blue smoke straight...Read more of this...

by Holmes, Oliver Wendell
...e before, 
As he passed by the door,
And again
The pavement stones resound,
As he totters o'er the ground
With his cane.

They say that in his prime,
Ere the pruning-knife of Time
Cut him down,
Not a better man was found
By the Crier on his round
Through the town.

But now he walks the streets,
And looks at all he meets
Sad and wan,
And he shakes his feeble head,
That it seems as if he said,
"They are gone."

The mossy marbles rest
On the lip...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...bids her Beau demand the precious Hairs:
(Sir Plume, of Amber Snuff-box justly vain,
And the nice Conduct of a clouded Cane)
With earnest Eyes, and round unthinking Face,
He first the Snuff-box open'd, then the Case,
And thus broke out--- "My Lord, why, what the Devil?
"Z---ds! damn the Lock! 'fore Gad, you must be civil!
"Plague on't! 'tis past a Jest---nay prithee, Pox!
"Give her the Hair---he spoke, and rapp'd his Box.

It grieves me much (reply'd the Peer again)
Who ...Read more of this...

by Walcott, Derek
...ned 
bell of Port Royal's cathedral, sees the copper pennies 
of bubbles rising from the empty eye-pockets 
of green buccaneers, the parrot fish floating 
from the frayed shoulders of pirates, sea horses 
drawing gowned ladies in their liquid promenade 
across the moss-green meadows of the sea; 
he heard the drowned choirs under Palisadoes, 
a hymn ascending to earth from a heaven inverted 
by water, a crab climbing the steeple, 
and he climbed from that submarine kingdom 
as...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...degree.
But me was told, not longe time gone is
That sithen* Christe went never but ones *since
To wedding, in the Cane* of Galilee, *Cana
That by that ilk* example taught he me, *same
That I not wedded shoulde be but once.
Lo, hearken eke a sharp word for the nonce,* *occasion
Beside a welle Jesus, God and man,
Spake in reproof of the Samaritan:
"Thou hast y-had five husbandes," said he;
"And thilke* man, that now hath wedded thee, *that
Is not thine husband:" 3 thu...Read more of this...

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