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Famous Germany Poems by Famous Poets

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by Amichai, Yehuda
...On a little hill amid fertile fields lies a small cemetery,
a Jewish cemetery behind a rusty gate, hidden by shrubs,
abandoned and forgotten. Neither the sound of prayer
nor the voice of lamentation is heard there
for the dead praise not the Lord.
Only the voices of our children ring out, seeking graves
 and cheering
each time they find one--like m...Read more of this...



by Swinburne, Algernon Charles
...perceive on the height 
Eastward, not now very far, 
A song too loud for the lark, 
A light too strong for a star.

Germany, what of the night ? - 
Long has it lulled me with dreams;
Now at midwatch, as it seems, 
Light is brought back to mine eyes, 
And the mastery of old and the might 
Lives in the joints of mine hands, 
Steadies my limbs as they rise, 
Strengthens my foot as it stands.

Europe, what of the night ? - 
Ask of heaven, and the sea, 
And my babes on the...Read more of this...

by Mueller, Lisel
...In 1936, a child
in Hitler's Germany,
what did I know about the war in Spain?
Andalusia was a tango
on a wind-up gramophone,
Franco a hero's face in the paper.
No one told me about a poet
for whose sake I might have learned Spanish
bleeding to death on a barren hill.
All I knew of Spain
were those precious imported treats
we splurged on for Christmas.
I remember pulling the ...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...
We've swum the Di'mantina with our raiment in a bag, 
And we've travelled per superior motor car, 
But when we went to Germany we hadn't any choice, 
No matter what our training or pursuits, 
For they gave us no selection 'twixt a Ford or Rolls de Royce 
So we did it in our good Australian boots. 
They called us "mad Australians"; they couldn't understand 
How officers and men could fraternise, 
Thay said that we were "reckless", we were "wild, and out of hand", 
With no...Read more of this...

by Celan, Paul
...s there one lies unconfined
A man lives in the house he plays with the serpents
 he writes
he writes when dusk falls to Germany your golden
 hair Margarete
he writes it ans steps out of doors and the stars are
 flashing he whistles his pack out
he whistles his Jews out in earth has them dig for a
 grave
he commands us strike up for the dance

Black milk of daybreak we drink you at night
we drink you in the morning at noon we drink you at
 sundown
we drink and we drink you
A m...Read more of this...



by Kilmer, Joyce
...t that knew Italian skies,
And figs that ripened by the sea
In Smyrna, nuts from hot Brazil,
Strange pungent meats from Germany,
And currants from a Grecian hill.
He is the lord of goodly things
That make the poor man's table gay,
Yet of his worth no minstrel sings
And on his tomb there is no bay.
Perhaps he lives and dies unpraised,
This trafficker in humble sweets,
Because his little shops are raised
By thousands in the city streets.
Yet stars in greater numbers...Read more of this...

by Bowers, Edgar
...old
Of dreaming he should dig there for the gold
And promised to give half of what he found. 

During the wars with Germany and Japan,
Descendents of the settlers, of Oliver Brand
And of that man built Flying Fortresses
For Lockheed, in Atlanta; now they build
Brick mansions in the woods they left, with lawns
To paved and lighted streets, azaleas, camellias
Blooming among the pines and tulip trees—
Mercedes Benz and Cadillac Republicans.
There was another stream furth...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...range, a now forgotten thing, 
 It was a European plan that King 
 Of France was marquis, and th' imperial head 
 Of Germany was duke; there was no need 
 To class the other kings, but barons they, 
 Obedient vassals unto Rome, their stay. 
 The King of Poland was but simple knight, 
 Yet now, for once, had strange unwonted right, 
 And, as exception to the common state, 
 This one Sarmatian King was held as great 
 As German Emperor; and each knew how 
 His evil p...Read more of this...

by Du Bois, W. E. B.
...I liked my playmates, and knew well,   
Whence all their parents came; 
From England, Scotland, royal France   
From Germany and oft by chance 
The humble Emerald Isle. 

But my brown skin and close-curled hair 
Was alien, and how it grew, none knew; 
Few tried to say, some dropped a wonderful word or stray; 
Some laughed and stared. 

And then it came: I dreamed.   
I placed together all I knew 
All hints and slurs together drew.   
I dreamed. 

I made one pi...Read more of this...

by Smart, Christopher
...England is the head of Europe in the spirit. 

For Spain, Portugal and France are the heart. 

For Holland and Germany are the middle. 

For Italy is one of the legs. 

For I prophecy that there will not be a meetinghouse within two miles of a church. 

For I prophecy that schismaticks will be detected. 

For I prophecy that men will learn the use of their knees. 

For every thing that can be done in that posture (upon the knees) is better so done...Read more of this...

by Brecht, Bertolt
...e andern V?lkern ihrs. 

[translation]

Spare no grace or pains of yours
Spare no passion or insight
So that a good Germany flowers
Like many another good country.

So that the peoples do not turn pale
Before us as before a bird of prey—
But that they reach out their hands
To us as to other peoples.

And so that we desire to be
not above, and not below other peoples,
>From the ocean to the Alps,
from the Oder to the Rhein.

And because we are tending to this l...Read more of this...

by von Goethe, Johann Wolfgang
...ral interest as his Poems, which 
breathe the very spirit of Nature, and embody the real music of 
the feelings. In Germany, they are universally known, and are considered 
as the most delightful of his works. Yet in this country, this kindred 
country, sprung from the same stem, and so strongly resembling her 
sister in so many points, they are nearly unknown. Almost the only 
poetical work of the greatest Poet that the world has seen for ages, 
that is really an...Read more of this...

by Brautigan, Richard
...thoughts of temple work to be done

in Salt Lake, dead relatives to be discovered among ancient

papers in Illinois and Germany. Then more temple work to

be done in Salt Lake.

 The Mormon woman told us that when she had been mar-

ried in the temple at Salt Lake, a mosquito had bitten her on

the wrist just before the ceremony and her wrist had swollen

up and become huge and just awful. It could've been seen

through the lace by a blindman. She had been so ...Read more of this...

by Brautigan, Richard
...gton and Idaho.

 He was a machinegunner in the Second World War, against

the Germans. He fought in France and Germany. Sergeant

Pard. Then he came back from the war and went to some

hick college in Idaho.

 After he graduated from college, he went to Paris and be-

came an Existentialist, He had a photograph taken of Exis-

tentialism and himself sitting at a sidewalk cafe. Pard was

Wearing a beard and he looked as if he had a huge soul, with

bar...Read more of this...

by McGonagall, William Topaz
...'Twas in the year of 1869, and on the 19th of November,
Which the people in Southern Germany will long remember,
The great rain-storm which for twenty hours did pour down,
That the rivers were overflowed and petty streams all around. 

The rain fell in such torrents as had never been seen before,
That it seemed like a second deluge, the mighty torrents' roar,
At nine o'clock at night the storm did rage and moan
When Carl Springel set out...Read more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
...ivory
Like the pack, the pack, like everybody.

The bees have got so far. Seventy feet high!
Russia, Poland and Germany!
The mild hills, the same old magenta
Fields shrunk to a penny
Spun into a river, the river crossed.

The bees argue, in their black ball,
A flying hedgehog, all prickles.
The man with gray hands stands under the honeycomb
Of their dream, the hived station
Where trains, faithful to their steel arcs,

Leave and arrive, and there is no end to t...Read more of this...

by Miller, Alice Duer
...bial ostrich-head in sand— 
While youth passed resolutions not to fight, 
And statesmen muttered everything was right— 
Germany, a kindly, much ill-treated nation—
Russia was working out her own salvation
Within her borders. As for Spain, ah, Spain
Would buy from England when peace came again!
I listened and believed— believed through sheer
Terror. I could not look whither my fear
Pointed— that agony that I had known.
I closed my eyes, and was not alone.


Lat...Read more of this...

by Marvell, Andrew
...s he whose Offspring fierce
Shall fight through all the Universe;
And with successive Valour try
France, Poland, either Germany;
Till one, as long since prophecy'd,
His Horse through conquer'd Britain ride?
Yet, against Fate, his Spouse they kept;
And the great Race would intercept.

Some to the Breach against their Foes
Their Wooden Saints in vain oppose
Another bolder stands at push
With their old Holy-Water Brush.
While the disjointed Abbess threads
The gingling Ch...Read more of this...

by Jeffers, Robinson
...e too may suffer
What others have, the brutal horror of defeat—
Or if not in the next, then in the next—therefore watch Germany
And read the future. We wish, of course, that our women
Would die like biting rats in the cellars, our men like wolves on the mountain:
It will not be so. Our men will curse, cringe, obey;
Our women uncover themselves to the grinning victors for bits of chocolate....Read more of this...

by Walker, Alice
...ccording to her autobiography
Africans loved this.


In Russia, Minneapolis, London, Washington, D.C.,
Germany, Palestine, Tel Aviv and
Jerusalem
She never combed at all.
There was no point. In those
Places people said, "She looks like
Any other aging grandmother. She looks
Like a troll. Let's sell her cookery
And guns."


"Kreplach your cookery," said Golda.


Only in Africa could she finally
Settle down and comb her hai...Read more of this...

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