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Famous Essential Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Spenser, Edmund
...end unto my mind
Leave to bethink how great that beauty is,
Whose utmost parts so beautiful I find;
How much more those essential parts of his,
His truth, his love, his wisdom, and his bliss,
His grace, his doom, his mercy, and his might,
By which he lends us of himself a sight.

Those unto all he daily doth display,
And shew himself in th' image of his grace,
As in a looking-glass, through which he may
Be seen of all his creatures vile and base,
That are unable else to s...Read more of this...



by Pope, Alexander
...ver link you strike,
Tenth or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike.


And, if each system in gradation roll
Alike essential to th' amazing whole,
The least confusion but in one, not all
That system only, but the whole must fall.
Let earth unbalanc'd from her orbit fly,
Planets and suns run lawless through the sky;
Let ruling angels from their spheres be hurl'd,
Being on being wreck'd, and world on world;
Heav'n's whole foundations to their centre nod,
And nature tre...Read more of this...

by Browning, Elizabeth Barrett
...nd the highest fame was never reached except
By what was aimed above it. Art for art,
And good for God Himself, the essential Good !
We 'll keep our aims sublime, our eyes erect,
Although our woman-hands should shake and fail ;
And if we fail .. But must we ? --
Shall I fail ?
The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase,
`Let no one be called happy till his death.'
To which I add, -- Let no one till his death
Be called unhappy. Measure not the work
Unti...Read more of this...

by Rilke, Rainer Maria
..., up and down,
restlessly, while the leaves are blowing. 


Translated by Galway Kinnell and Hannah Liebmann, 
"The Essential Rilke" (Ecco) 



Lord, it is time. The summer was too long.
Lay your shadow on the sundials now,
and through the meadow let the winds throng.

Ask the last fruits to ripen on the vine;
give them further two more summer days
to bring about perfection and to raise
the final sweetness in the heavy wine. 

Whoever has no house now will...Read more of this...

by Nash, Ogden
...appreciation and thanks,
the jackasses who go around saying that health and happi-
ness are everything and money isn't essential,
Because as soon as they have to borrow some unimportant
money to maintain their health and happiness they starve
to death so they can't go around any more sneering at good
old money, which is nothing short of providential....Read more of this...



by Levine, Philip
...blood, as it passes
from me into the world. This is not me,
this is automatic, this entering and exiting,
my body's essential occupation without which
I am a thing. The whole process has a name,
a word I don't know, an elegant word not
in English or Yiddish or Spanish, a word
that means nothing to me. Howard truly believed
what he said that day when he steered
Parker into a cab and drove the silent miles
beside him while the bright world
unfurled around them: fill...Read more of this...

by Zaran, Lisa
...on your mattress, 
the one you'll discover come morning, 
and wonder how. 
This is the monumental moment. 
The essential: look at me now. 
This is the hour. 

Isn't it lovely? Wake up the stars! 
Isn't it fabulous? Kiss the moon! 
Where is the clock? The one that 
always runs ahead. The one 
that always tries to crush me with 
its future. 

Originally published in Literati Magazine, Winter 2005.
Copyright © Lisa Zaran 2005...Read more of this...

by Pope, Alexander
...er link you strike, 
Tenth or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike. 
And if each system in gradation roll, 
Alike essential to th' amazing whole; 
The least confusion but in one, not all 
That system only, but the whole must fall. 
Let Earth unbalanc'd from her orbit fly, 
Planets and Suns run lawless thro' the sky, 
Let ruling Angels from their spheres be hurl'd, 
Being on being wreck'd, and world on world, 
Heav'n's whole foundations to their centre nod, 
And Natu...Read more of this...

by Gregory, Rg
...ral chambers - no want to find
consensus in technique or drench 
the rites of words in orthodox 
belief - difference is essential
and delightful (integrity's all)

quality's a private quarrel
between the poem and the poet - taste
the private hang-up of receivers
mostly migrained by exposure
to opinions not their own - fed
from a culture no one bleeds in
sustained by reputations manured
by a few and spread by hearsay

(b)
these meetings are a modest vow
to let each poet speak ...Read more of this...

by Lorde, Audre
...ons
going down for the third time
stuck in the particular

You cannot make love to concrete
if you care about being
non-essential wrong or worn thin
if you fear ever becoming
diamonds or lard
you cannot make love to concrete
if you cannot pretend
concrete needs your loving

To make love to concrete
you need an indelible feather
white dresses before you are ten
a confirmation lace veil milk-large bones
and air raid drills in your nightmares
no stars till you go to the country
...Read more of this...

by Neruda, Pablo
...austible,
populates the salads
of Chile,
happily, it is wed
to the clear onion,
and to celebrate the union
we
pour
oil,
essential
child of the olive,
onto its halved hemispheres,
pepper
adds
its fragrance,
salt, its magnetism;
it is the wedding
of the day,
parsley
hoists
its flag,
potatoes
bubble vigorously,
the aroma
of the roast
knocks
at the door,
it's time!
come on!
and, on
the table, at the midpoint
of summer,
the tomato,
star of earth, recurrent
and fertile
star,
displa...Read more of this...

by Lehman, David
...in the middle
Of a war that had never been declared. No one had time to load
His weapon or see to any of the dozen essential jobs
Preceding combat duty. And there I was, dodging bullets, merely one
In a million whose lucky number had come up. When

It happened, I was asleep in bed, and when I woke up,
It was over: I was 38, on the brink of middle age,
A succession of stupid jobs behind me, a loaded gun on my lap....Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...we to incense 
His utmost ire? which, to the height enraged, 
Will either quite consume us, and reduce 
To nothing this essential--happier far 
Than miserable to have eternal being!-- 
Or, if our substance be indeed divine, 
And cannot cease to be, we are at worst 
On this side nothing; and by proof we feel 
Our power sufficient to disturb his Heaven, 
And with perpetual inroads to alarm, 
Though inaccessible, his fatal throne: 
Which, if not victory, is yet revenge." 
 H...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...bright degrees, 
Crowned them with glory, and to their glory named 
Thrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Virtues, Powers, 
Essential Powers; nor by his reign obscured, 
But more illustrious made; since he the head 
One of our number thus reduced becomes; 
His laws our laws; all honour to him done 
Returns our own. Cease then this impious rage, 
And tempt not these; but hasten to appease 
The incensed Father, and the incensed Son, 
While pardon may be found in time besought.<...Read more of this...

by Milton, John
...Antistrophe
or Epod, which were a kind of Stanza's fram'd only for the Music,
then us'd with the Chorus that sung; not essential to the Poem, and
therefore not material; or being divided into Stanza's or Pauses
they may be call'd Allaeostropha. Division into Act and Scene
referring chiefly to the Stage (to which this work never was
intended) is here omitted.

 It suffices if the whole Drama be found not produc't beyond the
fift Act, of the style and uniformitie, and ...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...t behold! such swiftly subside—burnt up for Religion’s sake; 
For not all matter is fuel to heat, impalpable flame, the essential life of the
 earth, 
Any more than such are to Religion.

10What do you seek, so pensive and silent? 
What do you need, Camerado? 
Dear son! do you think it is love? 

Listen, dear son—listen, America, daughter or son! 
It is a painful thing to love a man or woman to excess—and yet it
 satisfies—it is great;
But there is something else very gre...Read more of this...

by Jeffers, Robinson
...mes before. 
When open violence appears, to avoid it with honor or choose 
 the least ugly faction; these evils are essential. 
To keep one's own integrity, be merciful and uncorrupted 
 and not wish for evil; and not be duped 
By dreams of universal justice or happiness. These dreams will 
 not be fulfilled. 
To know this, and know that however ugly the parts appear 
 the whole remains beautiful. A severed hand 
Is an ugly thing and man dissevered from th...Read more of this...

by Stevens, Wallace
...ghts 
171 Or seeing the midsummer artifice 
172 Of heat upon his pane. This was the span 
173 Of force, the quintessential fact, the note 
174 Of Vulcan, that a valet seeks to own, 
175 The thing that makes him envious in phrase. 

176 And while the torrent on the roof still droned 
177 He felt the Andean breath. His mind was free 
178 And more than free, elate, intent, profound 
179 And studious of a self possessing him, 
180 That was not in him in the...Read more of this...

by Brooke, Rupert
...lliant from dead starless skies,
And gold that lies behind the eyes,
The unknown unnameable sightless white
That is the essential flame of night,
Lustreless purple, hooded green,
The myriad hues that lie between
Darkness and darkness!....

And all's one,
Gentle, embracing, quiet, dun,
The world he rests in, world he knows,
Perpetual curving. Only—grows
An eddy in that ordered falling,
A knowledge from the gloom, a calling
Weed in the wave, gleam in the mud...Read more of this...

by Jong, Erica
...> 

Sometimes the poem
darts away
like a coy lover
who is afraid of being possessed,
of feeling too much,
of losing his essential
loneliness-which he calls
freedom. 

Sometimes the poem
can't requite
the poet's passion. 

The poem is a dance
between poet & poem,
but sometimes the poem
just won't dance
and lurks on the sidelines
tapping its feet-
iambs, trochees-
out of step with the music
of your mariachi band. 

If the poem won't come,
I say: sneak up on it.
...Read more of this...

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