STUDENT POEMS

Apology

My dear beloved parents,
You cared & raised me,
Sent school to learn,
Made me what I am today,
.....

Norbu Dorji

Sandpiper

The roaring alongside he takes for granted,
and that every so often the world is bound to shake.
He runs, he runs to the south, finical, awkward,
in a state of controlled panic, a student of Blake.
.....

Elizabeth Bishop

Student-song

When Youth's warm heart beats high, my friend,
And Youth's blue sky is bright,
And shines in Youth's clear eye, my friend,
Love's early dawning light,
.....

John Hay

My Last Afternoon With Uncle Devereux Winslow

1922: the stone porch of my Grandfatherâ??s summer house

I
â??I wonâ??t go with you. I want to stay with Grandpa!â?
.....

Robert Lowell

Cuchullain's Lament Over Fardiad

Play was each, pleasure each,
Until Fardiad faced the beach;
One had been our student life,
One in strife of school our place,
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George Sigerson

Hunger

The boy is hungry,and what does it do,he set for food
how does it get food because he is not working and the
option is going to the parents and the parents have no option
than to give food to the boy who is just a student and his work is
.....

Patrick Eromonsele

All Roads That Lead To God Are Good

All roads that lead to God are good.
What matters it, your faith, or mine?
Both centre at the goal divine
Of love's eternal Brotherhood.
.....

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Message

To you, my comrades, whether far or near,
I send this message. Let our past revive;
Come, sound reveille to our hearts once more.
Expecting, I shall wait till at my door
.....

Elizabeth Stoddard

When I Have Borne In Memory

WHEN I have borne in memory what has tamed
Great Nations, how ennobling thoughts depart
When men change swords for ledgers, and desert
The student's bower for gold, some fears unnamed
.....

William Wordsworth

A Hidden Life

Proudly the youth, sudden with manhood crowned,
Went walking by his horses, the first time,
That morning, to the plough. No soldier gay
Feels at his side the throb of the gold hilt
.....

George Macdonald

Cupid Far Gone

I.
What, so beyond all madnesse is the elf,
Now he hath got out of himself!
His fatal enemy the Bee,
.....

Richard Lovelace

The Spartan Boy

When I the memory repeat
Of the heroic actions great,
Which, in contempt of pain and death,
Were done by men who drew their breath
.....

Charles Lamb

Psalm

It is a light, that the wind has extinguished.
It is a pub on the heath, that a drunk departs in the afternoon.
It is a vineyard, charred and black with holes full of spiders.
It is a space, that they have white-limed with milk.
.....

Georg Trakl

The Student Gone

So soon he fell, the world will never know
What possibilities within him lay,
What hopes irradiated his young life,
With high ambition and with ardor rife;
.....

Hattie Howard

Are You Looking For Me?

Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat.
My shoulder is against yours.
you will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine
rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals:
.....

Kabir

The Mad Yak

I am watching them churn the last milk they'll ever get from me.
They are waiting for me to die;
They want to make buttons out of my bones.
Where are my sisters and brothers?
.....

Gregory Corso

Night

Fair is the wedded reign of Night and Day.
Each rules a half of earth with different sway,
Exchanging kingdoms, East and West, alway.

.....

Sidney Lanier

The Leaders Of The Crowd

They must to keep their certainty accuse
All that are different of a base intent;
Pull down established honour; hawk for news
Whatever their loose fantasy invent
.....

William Butler Yeats

The Piano-organ

My student-lamp is lighted,
The books and papers are spread;
A sound comes floating upwards,
Chasing the thoughts from my head.
.....

Amy Levy

Milton

with apologies to Lord Tennyson

O swallow-tailed purveyor of college sprees,
O skilled to please the student fraternity,
.....

Robert Fuller Murray

The Sphinx

(To Marcel Schwob in friendship and in admiration)

In a dim corner of my room for longer than
my fancy thinks
.....

Oscar Wilde

Beholder

I'm ran over by love,
All I see in you dove,
Call me crazy?
Yeah, I can be only for you,
.....

Brian Dredan

Aylmer's Field

Dust are our frames; and gilded dust, our pride
Looks only for a moment whole and sound;
Like that long-buried body of the king,
Found lying with his urns and ornaments,
.....

Alfred Lord Tennyson

Pauline Part I

To the memory of my devoted wife dead and gone yet always with me I dedicate

PAULINE

.....

Hanford Lennox Gordon

To A Poet A Thousand Years Hence

I who am dead a thousand years,
And wrote this sweet archaic song,
Send you my words for messengers
The way I shall not pass along.
.....

James Elroy Flecker

The Goal

All roads that lead to God are good;
What matters it, your faith, or mine;
Both centre at the goal divine
Of love's eternal Brotherhood.
.....

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ego

I just didn't get it-
even with the teacher holding an orange (the earth) in one hand
and a lemon (the moon) in the other,
her favorite student (the sun) standing behind her with a flashlight.
.....

Denise Duhamel

Twenty-two Rhymes To Left-prime-minister Wei

Boys in fancy clothes never starve,
but Confucian scholars often find their lives in ruin.
Please listen to my explanation, Sir,
I, your humble student, ask permission to state my case.
.....

Du Fu

Richard Savage

By J. M. Barrie and H. B. Marriott Watson, Criterion Theatre, April 16, 1891.

To other boards for pun and song and dance!
Our purpose is an essay in romance:
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William Ernest Henley

Vanitas Vanitatum

How spake of old the Royal Seer?
(His text is one I love to treat on.)
This life of ours he said is sheer
Mataiotes Mataioteton.
.....

William Makepeace Thackeray

Norse Nature

(In Ringerike During The Student Meeting Of 1869)

We wander and sing with glee
Of glorious Norway, fair to see.
.....

Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson

The Great God Guff

There was once a Simple People - (you, of course, will understand
This is just a little fable of a non-existent land)
There was once a Simple People, and they had a Simple King,
And his name - well, SMITH the First will do as well as anything
.....

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

Fresh Air

I

At the Poem Society a black-haired man stands up to say
-You make me sick with all your talk about restraint and mature talent!
.....

Kenneth Koch

The Gift Of Harun Al-rashid

KUSTA BEN LUKA is my name, I write
To Abd Al-Rabban; fellow-roysterer once,
Now the good Caliph's learned Treasurer,
And for no ear but his.
.....

William Butler Yeats

Zone

At last you're tired of this elderly world

Shepherdess O Eiffel Tower this morning the bridges are bleating

.....

Guillaume Apollinaire

A Son Of A Gun

I wish I had a barrel of rum
and sugar three hundred pound.
I-d put it in the College bell
and stir it -round and -round.
.....

Anonymous Americas

Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 2. Interlude Vi.

All praised the Legend more or less;
Some liked the moral, some the verse;
Some thought it better, and some worse
Than other legends of the past;
.....

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Soldier, Wake

Soldier, wake, the day is peeping,
Honour ne'er was won in sleeping,
Never when the sunbeams still
Lay unreflected on the hill:
.....

Walter Scott (sir)

Artists Wrestled Here!

110

Artists wrestled here!
Lo, a tint Cashmere!
.....

Emily Dickinson

Berket And The Stars

A day on the boulevards chosen out of ten years of
student poverty! One best day out of ten good ones.
Berket in high spirits-”Ha, oranges! Let's have one!”
And he made to snatch an orange from the vender's cart.
.....

William Carlos Williams

'tis One By One - The Father Counts

545

'Tis One by One â?? the Father counts â??
And then a Tract between
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Emily Dickinson

Soldier, Wake

Soldier, wake - the day is peeping,
Honour ne'er was won in sleeping,
Never when the sunbeams still
Lay unreflected on the hill:
.....

Sir Walter Scott

Tis One By One'the Father Counts

545

'Tis One by One-the Father counts-
And then a Tract between
.....

Emily Dickinson

England, 1802 V

When I have borne in memory what has tamed
Great Nations, how ennobling thoughts depart
When men change swords for ledgers, and desert
The student's bower for gold, some fears unnamed
.....

William Wordsworth

England, 1802 (v)

When I have borne in memory what has tamed
Great Nations, how ennobling thoughts depart
When men change swords for ledgers, and desert
The student's bower for gold, some fears unnamed
.....

William Wordsworth

Student Revolution

After the teach-in
we smeared the walls with
our solidarity,
looked left, & saw
.....

Erica Jong

The Sky

Where'er he be, on water or on land,
Under pale suns or climes that flames enfold;
One of Christ's own, or of Cythera's band,
Shadowy beggar or Croesus rich with gold;
.....

Charles Baudelaire

Dangerous Things

Said Myrtias (a Syrian student
in Alexandria; in the reign of
Augustus Constans and Augustus Constantius;
in part a pagan, and in part a christian);
.....

Constantine P. Cavafy

Mathematics: Friend Or Foe

I enjoy whatever being taught,
When the math class begins,
My ears open to hear the bell ring,
I become deaf to the teacher.
.....

Norbu Dorji

The Ballad Of The Student In The South

It was no sooner than this morn
That first I found you there,
Deep in a field of southern corn
As golden as your hair.
.....

James Elroy Flecker