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Famous Dressing Poems by Famous Poets

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

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...or smokers
walking alone. Back panting 
to the gray coarse beach we didn't dare
fall on, the damp piles of clothes,
and dressing side by side in silence
to go back where we came from....Read more of this...
by Levine, Philip



...history and buttercups

Chinned my shadow; doorposts

Askew with worn steps

Leading nowhere.



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My father’s grey dressing

Gown has gone, his hat

And gloves are lost,

The bus he waited for

No longer runs from

The Bridgefield down the

Hill past the Hollows

Ellerby Lane School is a

Shadow on a snapshot

With me sitting on a car

Bonnet by Bayford’s yard,

Holding a dying pup.



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The aunt I loved the

Best was worst of all;

She slept away the war

With every...Read more of this...
by Tebb, Barry
...use-building, measuring, sawing the boards; 
Blacksmithing, glass-blowing, nail-making, coopering, tin-roofing, shingle-dressing,
Ship-joining, dock-building, fish-curing, ferrying, flagging of side-walks by flaggers, 
The pump, the pile-driver, the great derrick, the coal-kiln and brick-kiln, 
Coal-mines, and all that is down there,—the lamps in the darkness, echoes, songs,
 what
 meditations, what vast native thoughts looking through smutch’d faces, 
Iron-works, forge-fires...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...creatures to my will. 
Not eat nor drink? And wherefore wail for one, 
Who put your beauty to this flout and scorn 
By dressing it in rags? Amazed am I, 
Beholding how ye butt against my wish, 
That I forbear you thus: cross me no more. 
At least put off to please me this poor gown, 
This silken rag, this beggar-woman's weed: 
I love that beauty should go beautifully: 
For see ye not my gentlewomen here, 
How gay, how suited to the house of one 
Who loves that beauty should ...Read more of this...
by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...pities not at all.

He abandons them,
And sometimes they have to crawl on all fours
In the scorching sand
To reach the dressing station,
Streaming with blood.

But perhaps
He will have pity on those who love truly
And take care of them
And shade them
Like a tree over the sleeper on the public bench.

Perhaps even we will spend on them
Our last pennies of kindness
Inherited from mother,

So that their own happiness will protect us
Now and on other days....Read more of this...
by Amichai, Yehuda



...to Thomas Rosoman and family. 

Let Goosetree, house of Goosetree rejoice with Hippophaes a kind of teazle used in the dressing of cloth. God exalt the Soul of Captain Goosetree. 

Let Baimbridge, house of Baimbridge rejoice with Hippophæstum of the same kind. Horses shou'd be dock'd in winter. -- Bambridge praise the name of the Lord. 

Let Metcalf, house of Metcalf rejoice with Holcus Wall-Barley -- God give grace to my adversaries to ask council of Abel. 

Let Graner, hou...Read more of this...
by Smart, Christopher
...th in her heart laughs looking at the heavens,
Thinking of the harvest: I look and think of mine.

This I may know: her dressing and undressing
Such a change of light shows as when the skies in sport
Shift from cloud to moonlight; or edging over thunder 
Slips a ray of sun; or sweeping into port
White sails furl; or on the ocean borders
White sails lean along the waves leaping green. 
Visions of her shower before me, but from eyesight 
Guarded she would be like the sun were s...Read more of this...
by Meredith, George
...a book 

against your cheek and trying to look 
older, trying to took middle class, 
trying for a job at Wanamaker's, 

dressing for parties in cast off 
stage costumes of your sisters. Your eyes 
were hazy with dreams. You did not 

notice me waving as you wandered 
past and I saw your slip was showing. 
You stood still while I fixed your clothes, 

as if I were your mother. Remember me 
combing your springy black hair, ringlets 
that seemed metallic, glittering; 

remember ...Read more of this...
by Piercy, Marge
...off his top-coat and his muffler.
He slipped off his bottle-green coat
And his flowered waistcoat.
He put on a flannel dressing-gown,
And tied a peaked night-cap under his chin.
He wound his large gold watch
And placed it under his pillow.
Then he tiptoed over to the window and pulled back the curtain.
There was the moon dodging in and out of the clouds;
But behind him was his quiet candle.
There was the wind whisking along the street.
The window rattled, but it was fastened...Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy
...s,' 
Dressed, if you recollect, in sheets - 
They must have found it cold. 

"I've often spent ten pounds on stuff, 
In dressing as a Double; 
But, though it answers as a puff, 
It never has effect enough 
To make it worth the trouble. 

"Long bills soon quenched the little thirst 
I had for being funny. 
The setting-up is always worst: 
Such heaps of things you want at first, 
One must be made of money! 

"For instance, take a Haunted Tower, 
With skull, cross-bones, and she...Read more of this...
by Carroll, Lewis
...weiser
is dripping from a waterfall,
deodorants are hissing into armpits
of people you resemble,
and the two lovers are dressing now,
saying farewell.
I don't know what music this poem
can come up with, but clearly
it's needed. For it's apparent 
they will never see each other again
and we need music for this
because there was never music when he or she
left you standing on the corner.
You see, I want this poem to be nicer 
than life. I want you to look at it
when anxiety zig...Read more of this...
by Dunn, Stephen
...You've read of several kinds of Cat,
And my opinion now is that
You should need no interpreter
To understand their character.
You now have learned enough to see
That Cats are much like you and me
And other people whom we find
Possessed of various types of mind.
For some are same and some are mad
And some are good and some are bad
And some are better, some ...Read more of this...
by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...Adrianople. The poison was mixed in the cup of coffee, which is presented before the sherbet by the bath-keeper, after dressing. 

(34) The Turkish notions of almost all islands are confined to the Archipelago, the sea alluded to. 

(35) Lambro Canzani, a Greek, famous for his efforts in 1789-90, for the independence of his country. Abandoned by the Russians, he became a pirate, and the Archipelago was the scene of his enterprises. He is said to be still alive at St Petersbu...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...fe,
Only poets in bone
Are as in a lie.
No, my eloquent brothers,
We'll not have much fun,
In the body as with Father's
Dressing-gown on.
We deserve something better.
We wilt in the warm.
In the body as in a byre.
In the self as in a cauldron.
Marvels that perish
We don't collect.
In the body as in a marsh,
In the body as in a crypt.
In the body as in furthest
Exile. It blights.
In the body as in a secret,
In the body as in the vice
Of an iron mask....Read more of this...
by Tsvetaeva, Marina
...d
Another door, whence sound of voices came.
He entered a large room where candelabra burned.

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An aged man in quilted dressing gown
Rose up to greet him. "Sir," said Max, "you sent
Your messenger to seek throughout the town
A lawyer. I have small accomplishment,
But I am at your service, and my name
Is Max Breuck, Counsellor, at your command."
"Mynheer," replied the aged man, "obliged
Am I, and count myself much privileged.
I am Cornelius Kurler, and my fame
Is better known...Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy
...Five hours, (and who can do it less in?)
By haughty Celia spent in dressing;
The goddess from her chamber issues,
Arrayed in lace, brocades, and tissues.
Strephon, who found the room was void
And Betty otherwise employed,
Stole in and took a strict survey
Of all the litter as it lay;
Whereof, to make the matter clear,
An inventory follows here.
And first a dirty smock appeared,
Beneath the arm-pits well besmeared.
Strephon,...Read more of this...
by Swift, Jonathan
...ea-halls with a voice of power;
But at night I would roam abroad and play
With the mermaids in and out of the rocks,
Dressing their hair with the white sea-flower;
And holding them back by their flowing locks
I would kiss them often under the sea,
And kiss them again till they kiss'd me
 Laughingly, laughingly;
And then we would wander away, away,
To the pale-green sea-groves straight and high,
 Chasing each other merrily.

III

There would be neither moon nor s...Read more of this...
by Riley, James Whitcomb
...ia de Burgos. They lie, Julia de Burgos.
Who rises in my verses is not your voice. It is my voice
because you are the dressing and the essence is me;
and the most profound abyss is spread between us.

You are the cold doll of social lies,
and me, the virile starburst of the human truth.

You, honey of courtesan hypocrisies; not me;
in all my poems I undress my heart.

You are like your world, selfish; not me
who gambles everything betting on what I am.

You are ...Read more of this...
by Burgos, Julia de
...me forth to warm Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm !  Nature herself was proud of his designs, And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines ! Which were so richly spun, and woven so fit, As, since, she will vouchsafe no other wit. The merry Greek, tart Aristophanes, Neat Terence, witty Plautus, now not please ; But antiquated and deserted lie, As they were not of Nature's family.  Yet must I not give Nature all ; thy art, My gentle Shakspeare, must enjoy a part. For though ...Read more of this...
by Jonson, Ben
...(After Pushkin) 
Look at the bare wood hand-waxed floor and long 
White dressing-gown, the good child's writing-desk 
And passionate cold feet
Summoning music of the night - tumbrils, gongs
And gamelans - with one neat pen, one candle
Puttering its life out hour by hour. 
Is "Tell Him I love him" never a good idea? You can't wish this
Unlived - this world on fire, on storm 
Alert, till the shepherd's song 
Outside, some hyper-ac...Read more of this...
by Padel, Ruth

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