Famous Retina Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Retina poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous retina poems. These examples illustrate what a famous retina poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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by
Dickinson, Emily
...Rock
And bore it in my Hand --
His Mighty Balls -- in death were thick --
But searching -- I could see
A Vision on the Retina
Of Water -- and of me --
'Twas not my blame -- who sped too slow --
'Twas not his blame -- who died
While I was reaching him --
But 'twas -- the fact that He was dead --...Read more of this...
by
Kooser, Ted
...a star thirty-five times
the size of our own sun exploded
and vanished, leaving a small green spot
on the astronomer's retina
as he stood on the great open dome
of my heart with no one to tell....Read more of this...
by
Brodsky, Joseph
...t.
Ah there's more sky in these parts than say
ground. Hence her voice's pitch
and her stare stains your retina like a gray
bulb when you switch
hemispheres and her knee-length quilt
skirt's cut to catch the squal
I dream of her either loved or killed
because the town's too small....Read more of this...
by
Gregory, Rg
...
it takes only a wet thought
for hunchbacked woods
and a drift of mist
lifting off the silver water
to sidle onto the retina
where the lazy mind's at ease
(nectar's the drinks all round)
this is my river
that went underground
before priapus found its tongue
and every flowing girl
ran her hair down
between those wise green banks...Read more of this...
by
Kizer, Carolyn
...lazing motes of sun impaled
The serrid roses, metal-bright.
"Those famous flowers," Midas wailed,
"Have scorched my retina with light."
This gift, he'd thought, would gild his joys,
Silt up the waters of his grief;
His lawns a wilderness of noise,
The heavy clang of leaf on leaf.
Within, the golden cup is good
To lift, to sip the yellow mead.
Outside, in summer's rage, the rude
Gold thorn has made his fingers bleed.
"I strolled my halls in golden shift,...Read more of this...
by
Lowell, Amy
...
The chalk-white spot of a cook's cap
Moves unglossily against the vaguely bright wall --
Dull chalk-white striking the retina like a blow
Through the wavering uncertainty of steam.
Vitreous-white of glasses with green reflections,
Ice-green carboys, shifting -- greener, bluer -- with the jar of
moving water.
Jagged green-white bowls of pressed glass
Rearing snow-peaks of chipped sugar
Above the lighthouse-shaped castors
Of grey pepper and grey-white salt.
Grey-w...Read more of this...
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