Get Your Premium Membership

Famous Detail Poems by Famous Poets

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

See also:

by Burns, Robert
...our bachelors a’, man:
Sae sonsy and sweet, sae fully complete,
 She steals our affections awa, man.


If I should detail the pick and the wale
 O’ lasses that live here awa, man,
The fau’t wad be mine if they didna shine
 The sweetest and best o’ them a’, man.


I lo’e her mysel, but darena weel tell,
 My poverty keeps me in awe, man;
For making o’ rhymes, and working at times,
 Does little or naething at a’, man.


Yet I wadna choose to let her refuse,
 Nor hae...Read more of this...



by Kizer, Carolyn
...For Ann London 

As you described your mastectomy in calm detail
and bared your chest so I might see
the puckered scar,
"They took a hatchet to your breast!" I said. "What an
Amazon you are."

When we were girls we climbed Mt. Tamalpais
chewing bay leaves we had plucked
along the way;
we got high all right, from animal pleasure in each other,
shouting to the sky.

On your houseboat we tried to ignor...Read more of this...

by Larkin, Philip
...hand withdrawn, holding her hand.

They would not think to lie so long.
Such faithfulness in effigy
Was just a detail friends would see:
A sculptor's sweet commissioned grace
Thrown off in helping to prolong
The Latin names around the base.

They would no guess how early in
Their supine stationary voyage
The air would change to soundless damage,
Turn the old tenantry away;
How soon succeeding eyes begin
To look, not read. Rigidly they

Persisted, linked, thro...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...nd through the trees, (quick, tumultuous, now the
 contest
 rages!) 
All the scenes at the batteries themselves rise in detail before me again;
The crashing and smoking—the pride of the men in their pieces; 
The chief gunner ranges and sights his piece, and selects a fuse of the right time; 
After firing, I see him lean aside, and look eagerly off to note the effect; 
—Elsewhere I hear the cry of a regiment charging—(the young colonel leads
 himself
 this
 time, with brandish...Read more of this...

by Jong, Erica
...I was sick of being a woman,
sick of the pain,
the irrelevant detail of sex,
my own concavity
uselessly hungering
and emptier whenever it was filled,
and filled finally
by its own emptiness,
seeking the garden of solitude
instead of men.

The white bed
in the green garden--
I looked forward
to sleeping alone
the way some long
for a lover.

Even when you arrived,
I tried to beat you
away with my sadness,
my cyni...Read more of this...



by Anderson, Catherine
...the symmetry of my body
poised for flight,
the heights it would take
over parents, lovers, a keen
riding over truth and detail.
I thought growing up would be
this rising from everything
old and earthly,
not these faltering steps out the door
every day, then back again....Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...re they brutes: 
Something we may see, all we cannot see. 
What need of lying? I say, I see all, 
And swear to each detail the most minute 
In what I think a Pan's face--you, mere cloud: 
I swear I hear him speak and see him wink, 
For fear, if once I drop the emphasis, 
Mankind may doubt there's any cloud at all. 
You take the simple life--ready to see, 
Willing to see (for no cloud's worth a face)-- 
And leaving quiet what no strength can move, 
And which, who bids ...Read more of this...

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...by voices of temptation,
The crying shadow in the funeral dance,
The loud lament of the disconsolate chimera.

 The detail of the pattern is movement,
As in the figure of the ten stairs.
Desire itself is movement
Not in itself desirable;
Love is itself unmoving,
Only the cause and end of movement,
Timeless, and undesiring
Except in the aspect of time
Caught in the form of limitation
Between un-being and being.
Sudden in a shaft of sunlight
Even while the dust move...Read more of this...

by Bishop, Elizabeth
...ver moons, wane, wane!
 From the window I see

an immense city, carefully revealed,
made delicate by over-workmanship,
 detail upon detail,
 cornice upon facade,

reaching up so languidly up into
a weak white sky, it seems to waver there.
 (Where it has slowly grown
 in skies of water-glass

from fused beads of iron and copper crystals,
the little chemical "garden" in a jar
 trembles and stands again,
 pale blue, blue-green, and brick.)

The sparrows hurriedly begin t...Read more of this...

by Atwood, Margaret
...the hangers,

their dishes piled beside the sink,
which is beside the woodstove
with its grate and sooty kettle,

every detail clear,
tin cup and rippled mirror.
The day is bright and songless,

the lake is blue, the forest watchful.
In the east a bank of cloud 
rises up silently like dark bread. 

I can see the swirls in the oilcloth,
I can see the flaws in the glass,
those flares where the sun hits them.

I can't see my own arms and legs
or know if this is a...Read more of this...

by Bishop, Elizabeth
...uns, he runs straight through it, watching his toes.

--Watching, rather, the spaces of sand between them
where (no detail too small) the Atlantic drains
rapidly backwards and downwards. As he runs,
he stares at the dragging grains.

The world is a mist. And then the world is
minute and vast and clear. The tide
is higher or lower. He couldn't tell you which.
His beak is focussed; he is preoccupied,

looking for something, something, something.
...Read more of this...

by Byron, George (Lord)
..."boundless Hellespont," whether it means one or the other, or what it means at all, has been beyond all possibility of detail. I have even heard it disputed on the spot; and not foreseeing a speedy conclusion to the controversy, amused myself by swimming across it in the meantime, and probably may again, before the point is settled. Indeed, the question as to the truth of "the tale of Troy divine" still continues, much of it resting upon the word {'?peiros} [in Greek...Read more of this...

by Stevens, Wallace
...e are the broadest instances. Crispin, 
345 Progenitor of such extensive scope, 
346 Was not indifferent to smart detail. 
347 The melon should have apposite ritual, 
348 Performed in verd apparel, and the peach, 
349 When its black branches came to bud, belle day, 
350 Should have an incantation. And again, 
351 When piled on salvers its aroma steeped 
352 The summer, it should have a sacrament 
353 And celebration. Shrewd novitiates 
354 Should be ...Read more of this...

by Williams, William Carlos (WCW)
...The crowd at the ball game 
is moved uniformly 
by a spirit of uselessness 
which delights them— 

all the exciting detail 
of the chase 

and the escape, the error 
the flash of genius— 

all to no end save beauty 
the eternal— 

So in detail they, the crowd, 
are beautiful 

for this 
to be warned against 

saluted and defied— 
It is alive, venomous 

it smiles grimly 
its words cut— 

The flashy female with her 
mother, gets it— 

The Jew gets it straight— it 
is deadl...Read more of this...

by Frost, Robert
...ting 
Of stranger cousins, in a family tree 
Drawn on a sort of passport with the branch 
Of the one bearing it done in detail-- 
Some zealous one's laborious device. 
She made a sudden movement toward her bodice, 
As one who clasps her heart. They laughed together. 
"Stark?" he inquired. "No matter for the proof." 
"Yes, Stark. And you?" 
"I'm Stark." He drew his passport. 
"You know we might not be and still be cousins: 
The town is full of C...Read more of this...

by Nwakanma, Obi
.... 

Then, tuned to the immanent choir of the grassland, 
untangling from the sea -

Then, stripped to the last detail, from her sinewed skin, 
disheveled in the light, one aria from the immaculate concertina -

before her rebirth
a tongue licked through the core of my soul


ii
Strange men in dark garments 
riding in slow, weary steps, 
paces of a far and distant journey -
in measured gestures

The clatter of hooves on the stone of the 
street; wakened ...Read more of this...

by Levine, Philip
...which I can't find 
 nor ever will 
 until they are dead. In my mind 
 Delain stands against the wall 

 precise in detail, steadied 
 for the betrayal. "La France 
 C'Est Moi," he cried, 
 but the irony was lost. Since 
 I returned to the U.S. 
 nothing goes well. I stay up 
 too late, don't sleep, 
 and am losing weight. Thomas, 
 I say, is dead, but what use 

 telling myself what I won't 
 believe. The hotel quiets 
 early at night, 
 the a...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...landskip, have I heard of, after seen 
The dwarfs of presage: though when known, there grew 
Another kind of beauty in detail 
Made them worth knowing; but in your I found 
My boyish dream involved and dazzled down 
And mastered, while that after-beauty makes 
Such head from act to act, from hour to hour, 
Within me, that except you slay me here, 
According to your bitter statute-book, 
I cannot cease to follow you, as they say 
The seal does music; who desire you more 
Than...Read more of this...

by Skenderija, Sasha
...oto albums 
on group pictures of their school classes. 
They've always been like that.

They remember every detail I've ever told them about myself, 
and even some I left untold.
There's always one of them around to remind me
of important things about myself
when I sink or soar too high
in my petty existential delirium.

Some of them had nearly given up on themselves
and on me: they fell in and grew together with their own lunacies pulling me and l...Read more of this...

by Larkin, Philip
...d, we line the rail
With trousers ripped, light wallets, and lips bleeding.

Yes, gone, thank God! Remembering each detail
We toss for half the night, but find next day
All's kodak-distant. Easily, then (though pale),

'Perspective brings significance,' we say,
Unhooding our photometers, and, snap!
What can't be printed can be thrown away.

Later, it's just a latitude: the map
Points out how unavoidable it was:
'Such coastal bedding always means mishap.'

Curs...Read more of this...

Dont forget to view our wonderful member Detail poems.


Book: Shattered Sighs