Famous Futures Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Futures poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous futures poems. These examples illustrate what a famous futures poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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...going
in the hours between dawns
looking inward and outward
at once before and after
seeking a now that can breed
futures
like bread in our children’s mouths
so their dreams will not reflect
the death of ours;
For those of us
who were imprinted with fear
like a faint line in the center of our foreheads
learning to be afraid with our mother’s milk
for by this weapon
this illusion of some safety to be found
the heavy-footed hoped to silence us
For all of us
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by
Lorde, Audre
...hair; and you claimed that each instant
some auburn-browed woman appeared, I re-entered your mind.
Later or sooner, our futures will enter it, too.
Now, though, it seems hope’s a difficult vision to conjure;
what you imagine of beauty so lodged in grim trivia
even the sentences spoken inside it are dark.
Mourning will fade, though, I know -- like your Ingolstadt nightmare.
Bells will resound. I will come to you. All will be well....Read more of this...
by
Reeser, Jennifer
...e Dark --
Where You had put me down --
By Some one carrying a Light --
I -- too -- received the Sign.
'Tis true -- Our Futures different lay --
Your Cottage -- faced the sun --
While Oceans -- and the North must be --
On every side of mine
'Tis true, Your Garden led the Bloom,
For mine -- in Frosts -- was sown --
And yet, one Summer, we were Queens --
But You -- were crowned in June --...Read more of this...
by
Dickinson, Emily
...-
except he didn't fire them.
Sprawl gets up the noses of many kinds of people
(every kind that comes in kinds) whose futures don't include it.
Some decry it as criminal presumption, silken-robed Pope Alexander
dividing the new world between Spain and Portugal.
If he smiled in petto afterwards, perhaps the thing did have sprawl.
Sprawl is really classless, though. It is John Christopher Frederick Murray
asleep in his neighbours' best bed in spurs and oilskins,
but not hav...Read more of this...
by
Murray, Les
...nd harping at
my back rehearsing self's return
and i came back propelled against
the growing grains inside - to wring
futures from a skin the times had sloughed
and now (eleven years since then)
uganda's gone its own way into grief
and many i must have taught amin
has killed - i rush about my own concerns
unable to erupt the loathing that
consumes all rational response
but lost to know the meeting point
for what uganda opened out in me
and what now lacerates its dreams
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by
Gregory, Rg
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