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Famous Up To Me Poems by Famous Poets

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by Teasdale, Sara
...There is a star, deep in the lake, a star!
Oh, dimmer than a pearl -- if you stoop down
Your hand could almost reach it up to me. . . .

There was a new frail yellow moon to-night --
I wish you could have had it for a cup
With stars like dew to fill it to the brim. . . .

How cold it is! Even the lights are cold;
They have put shawls of fog around them, see!
What if the air should grow so dimly white
That we would lose our way along the paths
M...Read More

by de la Mare, Walter
...A song of Enchantment I sang me there,
In a green-green wood, by waters fair,
Just as the words came up to me
I sang it under the wild wood tree. 

Widdershins turned I, singing it low,
Watching the wild birds come and go;
No cloud in the deep dark blue to be seen
Under the thick-thatched branches green. 

Twilight came: silence came:
The planet of Evening's silver flame;
By darkening paths I wandered through
Thickets trembling with drops of dew.Read More

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...Once, when I wandered in the woods alone, 
An old man tottered up to me and said, 
“Come, friend, and see the grave that I have made 
For Amaryllis.” There was in the tone 
Of his complaint such quaver and such moan
That I took pity on him and obeyed, 
And long stood looking where his hands had laid 
An ancient woman, shrunk to skin and bone. 

Far out beyond the forest I could hear 
The calling of loud progress...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...s the last;
And I will crown with silver zest
 My patience in the past.
Since compensation is the law
 Of life it's up to me
To round the century and draw
 My Life Annuity....Read More

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...or on the face of her:
“Yes, it is true,” he said. 

“You are alive, and you are with me now; 
And you are reaching up to me that I— 
That I may take you—I that am a King— 
I that was once a man."

So then she knew. She might have known before; 
Truly, she thought, she must have known it long 
Before: she must have known it when she came 
From that great sleep of hers. 

She knew the truth, but not yet all of it:
He loved her, but he would not let his eyes 
Pr...Read More

by Service, Robert William
Till the Wild howled out triumphant, and the world was a frozen hell--
 Then said Constable Clancy: "I guess that it's up to me."

Far down the trail they saw him, and his hands they were blanched like bone;
 His face was a blackened horror, from his eyelids the salt rheum ran;
His feet he was lifting strangely, as if they were made of stone,
 But safe in his arms and sleeping he carried the crazy man.

So Clancy got into Barracks, and the boys made rather a scene;
 ...Read More

by Ingelow, Jean
"You are a well, whereon I, gazing, see
  Reflections of the upper heavens—a well
From whence come deep, deep echoes up to me—
      Some underwave's low swell.
"I cannot soar into the heights you show,
  Nor dive among the deeps that you reveal;
But it is much that high things ARE to know,
      That deep things ARE to feel.
"'Tis yours, not mine, to pluck out of your breast
  Some human truth, whose workings recondite
Were unattired in words, and manifest
      ...Read More

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
Sprouting despondently at area gates.

The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs....Read More

by Brautigan, Richard

 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 we've got left. A man came in

 here this morning an...Read More

by Brautigan, Richard read:


 the Kid


 November 23,



 New York


 The owner of the bookstore came up to me, and put his

arm on my shoulder and said, "Would you like to get laid?"

His voice was very kind.

 "No, " I said.

 "You're wrong, " he said, and then without saying anything

else, he went out in front of the bookstore, and stopped a pair

of total strangers, a man and a woman. He talked to them for

a few moments. I couldn't hear...Read More

by Brautigan, Richard

 "That's what I thought, " he said. "The first-graders look

up to you and admire you like the teachers look up to me and

admire me, It just won't do to write 'Trout fishing in America'

on their backs. Are we agreed, gentlemen?"

 We were agreed.

 I tell you it worked every God-damn time.

 Of course it had to work.

 "All right, " he said. "I'll consider trout fishing in Ameri-

ca to have come to an end. Agreed?"

 "Agreed. "

 "Agr...Read More

by St Vincent Millay, Edna
A last long line of silver rain,
A sky grown clear and blue again.
And as I looked a quickening gust
Of wind blew up to me and thrust
Into my face a miracle
Of orchard-breath, and with the smell,—
I know not how such things can be!—
I breathed my soul back into me.

Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I
And hailed the earth with such a cry
As is not heard save from a man
Who has been dead, and lives again.
About the trees my arms I wound;

Like one gone mad I hug...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...Come all you little rouseabouts and climb upon my knee; 
To-day, you see, is Christmas Day, and so it’s up to me 
To give you some instruction like—a kind of Christmas tale— 
So name your yarn, and off she goes. What, “Jonah and the Whale”? 
Well, whales is sheep I’ve never shore; I’ve never been to sea, 
So all them great Leviathans is mysteries to me; 
But there’s a tale the Bible tells I fully understand, 
About the time the Patriarchs were settling on ...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...Son put a poser up to me
That made me scratch my head:
"God made the whole wide world," quoth he;
"That's right, my boy," I said.
Said son: "He mad the mountains soar,
And all the plains lie flat;
But Dad, what did he do before
 He did all that?

Said I: "Creation was his biz;
He set the stars to shine;
The sun and moon and all that is
Were His unique design.
The Co...Read More

by Masefield, John
On Wood Top, nights, I've shaked to hark 
The peewits wambling in the dark 
Lest in the dark the old man might 
Creep up to me to beg a light.

But Wood Top grass is short and sweet 
And springy to a boxer's feet; 
At harvest hum the moon so bright 
Did shine on Wood Top for the fight. 

When Bill was stripped down to his bends 
I thought how long we two'd been friends, 
And in my mind, about that wire, 
I thought "He's right, I am a liar. 
As sure as skilly's m...Read More

by Yeats, William Butler
And the merry love the fiddle,
And the merry love to dance:

And when the folk there spy me,
They will all come up to me,
With 'Here is the fiddler of Dooney!'
And dance like a wave of the sea....Read More

by Aiken, Conrad
...silent, only saying—:
My childhood lives in me—or half-lives, rather—
And, if I close my eyes cool chords of music
Flow up to me . . . long chords of wind and sunlight. . . .
Shadows of intricate vines on sunlit walls,
Deep bells beating, with aeons of blue between them,
Grass blades leagues apart with worlds between them,
Walls rushing up to heaven with stars upon them. . .
I lay in my bed and through the tall night window
Saw the gree...Read More

by Tagore, Rabindranath
...he is grown up."
I shall dress myself and walk to the fair where the crowd is
My uncle will come rushing up to me and say, "You will get
lost, my boy; let me carry you."
I shall answer, "Can't you see, uncle, I am as big as father?
I must go to the fair alone."
Uncle will say, "Yes, he can go wherever he likes, for he is
grown up."
Mother will come from her bath when I am giving money to my
nurse, for I shall know how to open the box with my key.Read More

by Service, Robert William
The rockets are shootin' and shinin',
 It's rainin' a perishin' flood,
The bullets are buzzin' and whinin',
 And I'm up to me stern in the mud.
There's all kinds of 'owlin' and 'ootin';
 It's black as a bucket of tar;
Oh, I'm doin' my bit,
But I'm 'avin' a fit,
 And I wish I was 'ome wiv Mar.

"Stick on like a plaster, Eddy.
 Old sport, you're a-slackin' your grip."
Gord! But I'm crocky already;
 My feet, 'ow they slither and slip!
There goes the biff of a ...Read More

by Duhamel, Denise
...> . withdrawal of customary cheerfulness
in the presence of the one who has displeased" him.
The book says it's up to me to make things all right,
"to restore goodwill, not by talking the problem out,
but by showing concern about the wounded person's
well-being." Forget it, I think, even though I know
if I'm not nice, tampo can quickly escalate into nagdadabog--
foot stomping, grumbling, the slamming
of doors. Instead of talking to my husband, I storm off
to t...Read More

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