Famous Ferrying Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Ferrying poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous ferrying poems. These examples illustrate what a famous ferrying poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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the downfall of our king becomes blazoned about.
The feud was shaped, hard against the Hugas,
after Hygelac arrived, ferrying a fleet-army
into the land of Frisia. The Hetware attacked him
in battle, went forward bravely, with superior strength,
so that the byrnied warrior had to bow down,
falling among the foot-soldiers, giving no ornaments then,
the prince to his forces. Ever afterwards
the Merovingians have granted us no mercy. (ll. 2910b-21)
“Nor do I expect a...Read more of this...
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Anonymous,
...over and over, carrying
the wood, drying
the dishes. Such minutiae. It's what
the animals spend most of their time at,
ferrying the sand, grain by grain, from their tunnels,
shuffling the leaves in their burrows. He pointed
such things out, and I would look
at the whorled texture of his square finger, earth under
the nail. Why do I remember it as sunnier
all the time then, although it more often
rained, and more birdsong?
I could hardly wait to get
the hell out of there to
a...Read more of this...
by
Atwood, Margaret
...ithing, 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 in the mountains, or by the river-banks—men around ...Read more of this...
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Whitman, Walt
...y's an elephant, then feed
the animal. Resist revision: the stand
of feral raspberry, contraband
fruit the crows stole, ferrying seed
for miles ... No. It was a broken hedge,
not beautiful, sunlight tacking
its leafy gut in loose sutures. Lacking
imagination, you'll take the pledge
to remember - not the sexy, new
idea of history, each moment
swamped in legend, liable to judgment
and erosion; still, an appealing view,
to draft our lives, a series of vignettes
where endings ...Read more of this...
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Belieu, Erin
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