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Famous Tracks Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Shelley, Percy Bysshe
...
And many a fountain, rivulet and pond,
As clear as elemental diamond,
Or serene morning air; and far beyond,
The mossy tracks made by the goats and deer
(Which the rough shepherd treads but once a year)
Pierce into glades, caverns and bowers, and halls
Built round with ivy, which the waterfalls
Illumining, with sound that never fails
Accompany the noonday nightingales;
And all the place is peopled with sweet airs;
The light clear element which the isle wears
Is heavy with th...Read more of this...



by Campbell, Thomas
...ning plains;
Her baptism is the weight of blood that flows
From kindred hearts--the blood of British veins--
And famine tracks her steps, and pestilential pains.


Yet, here the storm of death had raged remote,
Or seige unseen in heaven reflects its beams,
Who now each dreadful circumstance shall note,
That fills pale Gertrude's thoughts, and nightly dreams!
Dismal to her the forge of battle gleams
Portentous light! and music's voice is dumb;
Save where the fife its shril...Read more of this...

by Hikmet, Nazim
...May

Still no sign of him...


8 May

My days
 are like the waiting room
 of a station:
eyes glued
 to the tracks...


10 May

Sculptors of Greece,
painters of Seljuk china,
weavers of fiery rugs in Persia,
chanters of hymns to dromedaries in deserts,
dancer whose body undulates like a breeze,
craftsman who cuts thirty-six facets from a one-carat stone,
and YOU
 who have five talents on your five fingers,
 master MICHELANGELO!
Call out and announce to...Read more of this...

by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...r, 
"Do not shoot me, Hiawatha!"
But he heeded not, nor heard them, 
For his thoughts were with the red deer; 
On their tracks his eyes were fastened, 
Leading downward to the river, 
To the ford across the river,
And as one in slumber walked he. 
Hidden in the alder-bushes,
There he waited till the deer came, 
Till he saw two antlers lifted, 
Saw two eyes look from the thicket, 
Saw two nostrils point to windward, 
And a deer came down the pathway, 
Flecked with leafy li...Read more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
...'Perspective betrays with its dichotomy:
train tracks always meet, not here, but only
 in the impossible mind's eye;
horizons beat a retreat as we embark
on sophist seas to overtake that mark
 where wave pretends to drench real sky.' 

'Well then, if we agree, it is not odd
that one man's devil is another's god
 or that the solar spectrum is
a multitude of shaded grays; suspense
on the quicksands of ...Read more of this...



by Berry, Wendell
...lose it. Leave it as a sign 
to mark the false trail, the way 
you didn't go. 

Be like the fox 
who makes more tracks than necessary, 
some in the wrong direction. 
Practice resurrection....Read more of this...

by Koch, Kenneth
...may hide another line,
As at a crossing, one train may hide another train.
That is, if you are waiting to cross
The tracks, wait to do it for one moment at
Least after the first train is gone. And so when you read
Wait until you have read the next line—
Then it is safe to go on reading.
In a family one sister may conceal another,
So, when you are courting, it's best to have them all in view
Otherwise in coming to find one you may love another.
One father or on...Read more of this...

by Brautigan, Richard
...the animals are straight back from

the stream. You'll see a bunch of our trucks parked on a

road by the railroad tracks. Turn right on the road and fol-

low it down past the piles of lumber. The animal shed's right

at the end of the lot. "

 "Thanks, " I said. "I think I'11 look at the waterfalls first.

You don't have to come with me. Just tell me how to get there

and I'11 find my own way.

 "All right, " he said. "Go up those stairs...Read more of this...

by Brautigan, Richard
...es in her

head.

 "Whoa!" I shouted. "Enough is enough! I'm not selling

newspapers!"

 The doe stopped in her tracks, twenty-five feet away and

turned and went down around the eucalyptus tree.

 Well, that's how it's gone now for days and days. I wake

up just before they come. I wake up for them in the same

manner as I do for the dawn and the sunrise. Suddenly know-

ing they're on their way.






 THE LAST MENTION OF TROUT

 FISHING IN AMERI...Read more of this...

by Thomas, Dylan
...nds;
 Herons, steeple stemmed, bless.

 In the thistledown fall,
He sings towards anguish; finches fly
 In the claw tracks of hawks
On a seizing sky; small fishes glide
 Through wynds and shells of drowned
Ship towns to pastures of otters. He
 In his slant, racking house
And the hewn coils of his trade perceives
 Herons walk in their shroud,

 The livelong river's robe
Of minnows wreathing around their prayer;
 And far at sea he knows,
Who slaves to his crouched, eter...Read more of this...

by Akhmatova, Anna
...son, and how long
The wait can be for an execution.
There are now only dusty flowers,
The chinking of the thurible,
Tracks from somewhere into nowhere
And, staring me in the face
And threatening me with swift annihilation,
An enormous star.
[1939]

VI

Weeks fly lightly by. Even so,
I cannot understand what has arisen,
How, my son, into your prison
White nights stare so brilliantly.
Now once more they burn,
Eyes that focus like a hawk,
And, upon your cross, th...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...ir moorings at Boston, Philadelphia, Baltimore, Charleston, New Orleans,
 Galveston,
 San
 Francisco. 

5
I see the tracks of the rail-roads of the earth; 
I see them welding State to State, city to city, through North America;
I see them in Great Britain, I see them in Europe; 
I see them in Asia and in Africa. 

I see the electric telegraphs of the earth; 
I see the filaments of the news of the wars, deaths, losses, gains, passions, of my race.


I see the long ...Read more of this...

by Whitman, Walt
...hrough the ice. 

The shapes arise! 
Shapes of factories, arsenals, foundries, markets; 
Shapes of the two-threaded tracks of railroads; 
Shapes of the sleepers of bridges, vast frameworks, girders, arches;
Shapes of the fleets of barges, towns, lake and canal craft, river craft. 

The shapes arise! 
Ship-yards and dry-docks along the Eastern and Western Seas, and in many a bay and
 by-place, 
The live-oak kelsons, the pine planks, the spars, the hackmatack-roots for ...Read more of this...

by Chesterton, G K
...n a time;
And as he walked by an apple tree
There came green devils out of the sea
With sea-plants trailing heavily
And tracks of opal slime.

Yet Alfred is no fairy tale;
His days as our days ran,
He also looked forth for an hour
On peopled plains and skies that lower,
From those few windows in the tower
That is the head of a man.

But who shall look from Alfred's hood
Or breathe his breath alive?
His century like a small dark cloud
Drifts far; it is an eyeless crowd...Read more of this...

by Scott, Sir Walter
...r yonder rowers' might
          Flings from their oars the spray,
     Not faster yonder rippling bright,
     That tracks the shallop's course in light,
          Melts in the lake away,
     Than men from memory erase
     The benefits of former days;
     Then, stranger, go! good speed the while,
     Nor think again of the lonely isle.

     'High place to thee in royal court,
          High place in battled line,
     Good hawk and hound for sylvan sport!
 ...Read more of this...

by Blake, William
...s the smoke 
of a burning city; beneath us at an immense distance was the sun,
black but shining[;] round it were fiery tracks on which revolv'd
vast spiders, crawling after their prey; which flew or rather
swum in the infinite deep, in the most terrific shapes of animals
sprung from corruption. & the air was full of them, & seemd
composed of them; these are Devils. and are called Powers of the
air, I now asked my companion which was my eternal lot? he said,
between t...Read more of this...

by Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
...r burnt alway
A still and awful red.

Beyond the shadow of the ship,
I watched the water-snakes:
They moved in tracks of shining white
And when they reared, the elfish light
Fell off in hoary flakes.

Within the shadow of the ship
I watched their rich attire:
Blue, glossy green, and velvet black,
Then coiled and swam; and every track
Was a flash of golden fire.

O happy living things! no tongue
Their beauty might declare:
A spring of love gushed f...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...my soul, a book to read and one

To write, night walks in the valley’s hyaline air through

Brambled woods and on down tracks we trekked along

Until the sharp sneck of dawn drew us back to the

One-up one-down cottage on the lumbering hill.



Was it folly, chance or madness, another’s or our own,

Drove us from Leeds, our native home, past shadows

Darker than death itself upon the bedroom wall

At Rawdon in the bungalow by the cross-roads where we met?

Three decades ...Read more of this...

by Pound, Ezra
...shelter cometh oft to me,
Eager and ready, the crying lone-flyer,
Whets for the whale-path the heart irresistibly,
O'er tracks of ocean; seeing that anyhow
My lord deems to me this dead life
On loan and on land, I believe not
That any earth-weal eternal standeth
Save there be somewhat calamitous
That, ere a man's tide go, turn it to twain.
Disease or oldness or sword-hate
Beats out the breath from doom-gripped body.
And for this, every earl whatever, for those speakin...Read more of this...

by Neruda, Pablo
...sees me coming
with my convict face, blazes up like gasoline,
and it howls on its way like a wounded wheel,
and leaves tracks full of warm blood leading toward the
 night.

And it pushes me into certain corners, into some moist
 houses,
into hospitals where the bones fly out the window,
into shoeshops that smell like vinegar,
and certain streets hideous as cracks in the skin.

There are sulphur-colored birds, and hideous intestines
hanging over the doors of houses th...Read more of this...

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