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Famous Lanterns Poems by Famous Poets

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

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Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry
...and heavy afternoon, the Uncles breathing like dolphins and the snow descending, I would sit among
festoons and Chinese lanterns and nibble dates and try to make a model man-o'-war, following the Instructions
for Little Engineers, and produce what might be mistaken for a sea-going tramcar.

Or I would go out, my bright new boots squeaking, into the white world, on to the seaward hill, to call on Jim
and Dan and Jack and to pad through the still streets, leaving huge footprint...Read more of this...
by Thomas, Dylan



...With content
Grown indolent.
By night my garden is o'erhung with gems
Fixed in an onyx setting. Fireflies
Flicker their lanterns in my dazzled eyes.
In serried rows I guess the straight, stiff stems
Of hollyhocks
Against the rocks.
So far and still it is that, listening,
I hear the flowers talking in the dawn;
And where a sunken basin cuts the lawn,
Cinctured with iris, pale and glistening,
The sudden swish
Of a waking fish....Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy
...hat said:



 USED TROUT STREAM FOR SALE.

 MUST BE SEEN TO BE APPRECIATED,



 I went inside and looked at some ship's lanterns that were

 for sale next to the door. Then a salesman came up to me

 and said in a pleasant voice, "Can I help you?"

 "Yes, " I said. "I'm curious about the trout stream you

 have for sale. Can you tell me something about it? How are

 you selling it?"

 "We're selling it by the foot length. You can buy as little

 as you want or you can buy all...Read more of this...
by Brautigan, Richard
...unters pursuing and the hounds pursuing 
and the night cold and the night long and the river 
to cross and the jack-muh-lanterns beckoning beckoning 
and blackness ahead and when shall I reach that somewhere
morning and keep on going and never turn back and keep on going

 Runagate
 Runagate
 Runagate

Many thousands rise and go
many thousands crossing over
 0 mythic North
 0 star-shaped yonder Bible city

Some go weeping and some rejoicing 
some in coffins and some in carria...Read more of this...
by Hayden, Robert
...young watchman leans at a window and sees the lights
of barges butting their way across a harbor, nets of
red and white lanterns in a railroad yard, and a span
of glooms splashed with lines of white and blurs of
crosses and clusters over the sleeping city.
By night the skyscraper looms in the smoke and the stars
and has a soul....Read more of this...
by Sandburg, Carl



...little captain; 
He is not hurried—his voice is neither high nor low;
His eyes give more light to us than our battle-lanterns. 

Toward twelve at night, there in the beams of the moon, they surrender to us. 

36
Stretch’d and still lies the midnight; 
Two great hulls motionless on the breast of the darkness; 
Our vessel riddled and slowly sinking—preparations to pass to the one we
 have conquer’d;
The captain on the quarter-deck coldly giving his orders through a ...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...years.

There's an attic where children are playing,
where I've got to lie down with you soon,
in a dream of Hungarian lanterns,
in the mist of some sweet afternoon.
And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow,
all your sheep and your lilies of snow—
Ay, ay ay ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
with its "I'll never forget you, you know!"

And I'll dance with you in Vienna,
I'll be wearing a river's disguise.
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder
my mouth on the dew of your t...Read more of this...
by Cohen, Leonard
...re was hanging on the wall, 
With bows and stern raised high in air, 
And balconies hanging here and there, 
And signal lanterns and flags afloat, 
And eight round towers, like those that frown 
From some old castle, looking down 
Upon the drawbridge and the moat. 
And he said with a smile, "Our ship, I wis, 
Shall be of another form than this!" 
It was of another form, indeed; 
Built for freight, and yet for speed, 
A beautiful and gallant craft; 
Broad in the beam, that the...Read more of this...
by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...
"Do you remember,
Ages after,
Our palace of heart-red stone?
Do you remember
The little doll-faced children
With their lanterns full of moon-fire,
That came from all the empire
Honoring the throne?—
The loveliest fête and carnival
Our world had ever known?
The sages sat about us
With their heads bowed in their beards,
With proper meditation on the sight.
Confucius was not born;
We lived in those great days
Confucius later said were lived aright....

And this gray bird, on th...Read more of this...
by Lindsay, Vachel
...song
Do all the tiny folk belong.
Round all our homes,
Kobolds and gnomes do daily cling,
Then nightly fling their lanterns out.
And shout on shout, they join the rout,
And sing, and sing, within the sweet enchanted ring.
Where gleamed the guile of moonlight's smile,
Once paused I, listening for a while,
And heard the lay, unknown by day,—
The fairies' dancing roundelay.
Queen Mab was there, her shimmering hair
Each fairy prince's heart's despair.
She smiled to ...Read more of this...
by Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...eving she was a maiden,
but she already had a husband.
It was on St. James night
and almost as if I was obliged to.
The lanterns went out
and the crickets lighted up.
In the farthest street corners
I touched her sleeping breasts
and they opened to me suddenly
like spikes of hyacinth.
The starch of her petticoat
sounded in my ears
like a piece of silk
rent by ten knives.
Without silver light on their foliage
the trees had grown larger
and a horizon of dogs
barked very far from...Read more of this...
by García Lorca, Federico
..., she screams . . .
And then by degrees her breath grows quiet and slow,
She dreams of an evening, long ago:
Of colored lanterns balancing under trees,
Some of them softly catching afire;
And beneath the lanterns a motionless face she sees,
Golden with lamplight, smiling, serene . . .
The leaves are a pale and glittering green,
The sound of horns blows over the trampled grass,
Shadows of dancers pass . . .
The face smiles closer to hers, she tries to lean
Backward, away, the ...Read more of this...
by Aiken, Conrad
...ch outweighed they are by darkness.
We are like searchers in a house of darkness,
A house of dust; we creep with little lanterns,
Throwing our tremulous arcs of light at random,
Now here, now there, seeing a plane, an angle,
An edge, a curve, a wall, a broken stairway
Leading to who knows what; but never seeing
The whole at once . . . We grope our way a little,
And then grow tired. No matter what we touch,
Dust is the answer—dust: dust everywhere.
If this were all—what were t...Read more of this...
by Aiken, Conrad
...Away by the lands of the Japanee
 Where the paper lanterns glow
 And the crews of all the shipping drink
 In the house of Blood Street Joe,
 At twilight, when the landward breeze
 Brings up the harbour noise,
 And ebb of Yokohama Bay
 Swigs chattering through the buoys,
 In Cisco's Dewdrop Dining-Rooms
 They tell the tale anew
 Of a hidden sea and a hidden fight,
 When the Baltic ran from the Northern Light...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...grief like mine? 

Arise, arise, they come. Look how they run.
Alas! what haste they make to be undone! 
How with their lanterns do they seek the sun! 
Was ever grief like mine? 

With clubs and staves they seek me, as a thief, 
Who am the way of truth, the true relief; 
Most true to those, who are my greatest grief: 
Was ever grief like mine? 

Judas, dost thou betray me with a kiss? 
Canst thou find hell about my lips? and miss
Of life, just at the gates of life and bliss? ...Read more of this...
by Herbert, George
...spell 
Be daunting to a cuttle, think you now? 
We had a bout with one on our way here; 
It had green lidless eyes like lanterns, arms 
As many as the branches of a tree, 
But limber, and each one of them wise as a snake. 
It laid hold of our bulwarks, and with three 
Long knowing arms, slimy, and of a flesh 
So tough they'ld fool a hatchet, searcht the ship, 
And stole out of the midst of us all a man; 
Yes, and he the proudest man upon the seas 
For the rare powerful talism...Read more of this...
by Abercrombie, Lascelles
...And scented silver amulets
From Indian bazaars;

With sugar-cane from Port of Spain,
And monkeys from Ceylon,
And paper lanterns from Pekin
With painted dragons on;

With cocoanuts from Zanzibar,
And pines from Singapore;
And when they had unloaded these
They could go back for more.

And even after I was big
And had to go to school,
My mind was often far away
Aboard the Ships of Yule....Read more of this...
by Carman, Bliss
...carpet, worn and frayed, 
The heavy dishes—gold with birds and flowers— 
Fruits of the China trade. 
I saw the jack o' lanterns, friendly, frightening,
Shine from our gateposts every Hallow-e'en; 
I saw the oak tree, shattered once by lightning,
Twisted, stripped clean.

I saw the Dioscuri— two black kittens,
Stalking relentlessly an empty spool;
I saw a little girl in scarlet mittens
Trudging through snow to school. 

XXVII 
John read the letter with his lovely smile. 
'You...Read more of this...
by Miller, Alice Duer
...Did the people of Viet Nam
use lanterns of stone?
Did they hold ceremonies
to reverence the opening of buds?
Were they inclined to quiet laughter?
Did they use bone and ivory,
jade and silver, for ornament?
Had they an epic poem?
Did they distinguish between speech and singing?

Sir, their light hearts turned to stone.
It is not remembered whether in gardens
stone gardens illumined pleasa...Read more of this...
by Levertov, Denise
...'
Cry, and glancing winds,
And the worried cedars
Stand by clear springs.



x x x

Yellow and fresh are the lanterns,
Black is the road of the garden at sea.
I am very calm. Only please, do not
Talk about him with me.
You're tender and loyal, we'll be friends..
Have fun, kiss, together grow old..
And light months above us will fly like feathers,
Like stars made of snow and as cold.



x x x

We aren't in the forest, there is no need for calling --
...Read more of this...
by Akhmatova, Anna

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