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...out the attic window
Till it caught wind and, opening out its covers,
Tried to improve on sailing like a tile
By flying like a bird (silent in flight,
But all the burden of its body song),
Only to tumble like a stricken bird,
And lie in stones and bushes unretrieved.
Books were not thrown irreverently about.
They simply lay where someone now and then,
Having tried one, had dropped it at his feet
And left it lying where it fell rejected.
Here were all those the poetess's life
...Read more of this...
by Frost, Robert



...flaw nor stain,
O then, be careful, or with sudden clutch
You'll hurt the delicate thing you prize so much.

Dreams are like a bird that mocks,
Flirting the feathers of his tail.
When you seize at the salt-box,
Over the hedge you'll see him sail.
Old birds are neither caught with salt nor chaff:
They watch you from the apple bough and laugh.

Poet, never chase the dream.
Laugh yourself, and turn away.
Mask your hunger; let it seem
Small matter if he come or stay;
But when he ...Read more of this...
by Graves, Robert
...bowl along,
Hoop.
Slow, to the turning,
Now go! -- Go!
Quick!
Here's the stick.
Rat-a-tap-tap it,
Pat it, flap it.
Fly like a bird or a yellow-backed bee,
See how soon you can reach that tree.
Here is a path that is perfectly straight.
Roll along, hoop, or we shall be late."
Minna sings:
"Trip about, slip about, whip about
Hoop.
Wheel like a top at its quickest spin,
Then, dear hoop, we shall surely win.
First to the greenhouse and then to the wall
Circle and circle,
And let...Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy
...tubbs’ face, his sightless eyes,

And in a second understood what Gascoyne meant

“Now the light of a prism has flashed like a bird down the dark-blue,

At the end of which mountains of shadow pile up beyond sight

Oh radiant prism

A wing has been torn and its feathers drift scattered by flight.”...Read more of this...
by Tebb, Barry
...the vapors,
Deliriously sings the stations of the cross;
And the Spirit who follows him in his capers
Cries at his joy like a bird in the forest.

Those whom he longs to love look with disdain
And dread, strengthened by his tranquillity,
They seek to make him complain of his pain
So they may try out their ferocity.

In the bread and wine destined for his lips,
They mix in cinders and spit with their wrath,
And throw out all he touches as he grasps it,
And accuse him of putti...Read more of this...
by Baudelaire, Charles



...Like a bird on the wire, 
like a drunk in a midnight choir 
I have tried in my way to be free. 
Like a worm on a hook, 
like a knight from some old fashioned book 
I have saved all my ribbons for thee. 
If I, if I have been unkind, 
I hope that you can just let it go by. 
If I, if I have been untrue 
I hope you know it was never to you. 
Like a baby, stillbo...Read more of this...
by Cohen, Leonard
...other’s

Love and how all my poems would

Have been for Margaret,

O for Margaret.



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Margaret hung

And hovered

Like a bird

In endless sky

Over Embsay or

Barden Fell.



She has not moved

In forty years

Her stillness

The fragile beauty

Of her face

Her smile

Is with me

Still, my first

Poem and I am

Writing it

Forty years on,

It cannot end

And has hardly

Begun.





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Margaret’s voice

Pure and clear

“I am here,

I am waiting”

Murillo painted

The ...Read more of this...
by Tebb, Barry
...tfulness
and hand at his throat?
Take him out of hock, my friend,
but beware of the grief
that will fly into your mouth like a bird.

My demon,
too often undressed,
too often a crucifix I bring forth,
too often a dead daisy I give water to
too often the child I give birth to
and then abort, nameless, nameless...
earthless.

Oh demon within,
I am afraid and seldom put my hand up
to my mouth and stitch it up
covering you, smothering you
from the public voyeury eyes
of my typewr...Read more of this...
by Sexton, Anne
...ighbor lives on the hill,
And I in the valley dwell.
My neighbor reads, and prays,
And I—I laugh, God wot,
And sing like a bird when the grass is green
In my small garden plot;
But ah, he reads and prays,
And I—I laugh, God wot.
His face is a book of woe,
And mine is a song of glee;
A slave he is to the great "They say,"
But I—I am bold and free;
No wonder he smacks of woe,
And I have the tang of glee.
My neighbor thinks me a fool,
"The same to yourself," say I...Read more of this...
by Laurence Dunbar, Paul
...r,
The white moon going among them like a white bird among snow-berries,
And the sound of her gently rustling in heaven like a bird I hear.

And I am willing to come to you now, my dear,
As a pigeon lets itself off from a cathedral dome 
To be lost in the haze of the sky, I would like to come, 
And be lost out of sight with you, and be gone like foam.

For I am tired, my dear, and if I could lift my feet, 
My tenacious feet from off the dome of the earth
To fall like a breath...Read more of this...
by Lawrence, D. H.
...he snail-paced even was heard;
One parrot-voiced and jolly
Cried "Pretty Goblin" still for "Pretty Polly";
One whistled like a bird.

But sweet-tooth Laura spoke in haste:
"Good folk, I have no coin;
To take were to purloin:
I have no copper in my purse,
I have no silver either,
And all my gold is on the furze
That shakes in windy weather
Above the rusty heather."
"You have much gold upon your head,"
They answered altogether:
"Buy from us with a golden curl."
She clipped a pr...Read more of this...
by Rossetti, Christina
...n's sweet wine sipped. 

The sun rose smiling o'er the river's breast, 
And my soul, by his happy spirit blest, 
Soared like a bird to greet him in the sky, 
And drew out of his heart Eternity....Read more of this...
by McKay, Claude
...Lightly, O lightly we bear her along,
She sways like a flower in the wind of our song;
She skims like a bird on the foam of a stream,
She floats like a laugh from the lips of a dream.
Gaily, O gaily we glide and we sing,
We bear her along like a pearl on a string.

Softly, O softly we bear her along,
She hangs like a star in the dew of our song;
She springs like a beam on the brow of the tide,
She falls like a tear from the eyes of a bride.
Lightly, O l...Read more of this...
by Naidu, Sarojini
...r. Norris said. "I've

had three wives and I can't remember the names of my child-

ren. "

 The guy on the next stool, like a bird on the next island,

took a sip from his Scotch and soda. The guy liked the sound

of the alcohol in his drink. He put the glass back on the bar.

 "That's no problem, " he said to Mr. Norris. "The best

thing I know for remembering the names of children from

previous marriages, is to go out camping, try a little trout

fishing. Trout fishing is...Read more of this...
by Brautigan, Richard
...rod;
Mine, pity like the pity of God.

Ah, awful weight! Infinity
Pressed down upon the finite Me!
My anguished spirit, like a bird,
Beating against my lips I heard;
Yet lay the weight so close about
There was no room for it without.
And so beneath the weight lay I
And suffered death, but could not die.

Long had I lain thus, craving death,
When quietly the earth beneath
Gave way, and inch by inch, so great
At last had grown the crushing weight,
Into the earth I sank till I
F...Read more of this...
by St. Vincent Millay, Edna
...iding foot,
Or at some Fruit-tress mossy root,
Casting the Bodies Vest aside,
My Soul into the boughs does glide:
There like a Bird it sits, and sings,
Then whets, and combs its silver Wings;
And, till prepar'd for longer flight,
Waves in its Plumes the various Light.

Such was that happy Garden-state,
While Man there walk'd without a Mate:
After a Place so pure, and sweet,
What other Help could yet be meet!
But 'twas beyond a Mortal's share
To wander solitary there:
Two Para...Read more of this...
by Gluck, Louise
...ared 
For glory by that king of Babylon 
Who made himself so great that God, who heard,
Covered him with long feathers, like a bird. 

Again, he may have gone down easily, 
By comfortable altitudes, and found, 
As always, underneath him solid ground 
Whereon to be sufficient and to stand
Possessed already of the promised land, 
Far stretched and fair to see: 
A good sight, verily, 
And one to make the eyes of her who bore him 
Shine glad with hidden tears.
Why question of his...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...e full or the dark.
From the first crescent to the half, the dream
But summons to adventure and the man
Is always happy like a bird or a beast;
But while the moon is rounding towards the full
He follows whatever whim's most difficult
Among whims not impossible, and though scarred.
As with the cat-o'-nine-tails of the mind,
His body moulded from within his body
Grows comelier. Eleven pass, and then
Athene takes Achilles by the hair,
Hector is in the dust, Nietzsche is born,
Be...Read more of this...
by Yeats, William Butler
...we ended, 
She blew me a kiss from her hand like a drifting white blossom -- 
And the starshine was gone; and she fled like a bird up the stair. 

Underneath the window a peacock screams, 
And claws click, scrape 
Like little lacquered boots on the rough stone. 

Oh the long fantasy of the kiss; the ceaseless hunger, ceaselessly, divinely appeased! 
The aching presence of the beloved's beauty! 
The wisdom, the incense, the brightness! 

Once more on the ice-bright floor they...Read more of this...
by Benet, Stephen Vincent
...drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I’ll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I’m like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth? Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul? 
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn’t come here of my own...Read more of this...
by Rumi, Jalal ad-Din Muhammad

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