Famous Smearing Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Smearing poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous smearing poems. These examples illustrate what a famous smearing poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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by
Kinnell, Galway
...s very much like courage,
perhaps it is courage, and even
perhaps
only courage. Squashed
out of old selves, smearing the darkness
of expectation across experience, all of us little
thinkers it brings home having similar thoughts
of landing to the imponderable world,
the transoceanic airliner,
resting its huge weight down, comes in almost lightly,
to where
with sudden, tiny, white puffs and long, black, rubberish smears
all its tires know the home g...Read more of this...
by
Lowell, Amy
...ken.
Roses bloom, fiery cinders quenching under damp weeds. Wreckage
and misery,
and a trailing of petty deeds smearing over old recollections.
The musty rooms are empty and their shutters are
closed, only in the gallery
there is a stuffed black swan, covered with dust. When
you touch it,
the feathers come off and float softly to the ground. Through
a chink
in the shutters, one can see the stately clouds crossing the sky
toward the Roman arches of the ...Read more of this...
by
Lowell, Amy
...ivering, spearing, thrusting, lapping, streaming, run the flames.
Over roofs, and walls, and shops, and stalls. Smearing
its gold on the sky,
the fire dances, lances itself through the doors, and lisps and
chuckles
along the floors.
The child wakes again and screams at the yellow petalled flower
flickering at the window. The little red lips of flame
creep along
the ceiling beams.
The old man sits among his broken experiments and looks at
the burning C...Read more of this...
by
Lowell, Amy
...ike a great coloured sun. It hummed, and buzzed,
and sparked,
and darted. There were flashes of blue, and long smearing
lines of saffron,
and quick jabs of green. And over it all was a sheen
like a myriad
cut diamonds. Round and round it went, the huge wind-wheel,
and the little boy's head reeled with watching it. The
whole square
was filled with its rays, blazing and leaping round after one another,
faster and faster. The little boy could not spea...Read more of this...
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