“The Tuft of Kelp” — Herman Melville

“The Tuft of Kelp” by Herman Melville—

All dripping in tangles green,
Cast up by a lonely sea
If purer for that, O Weed,
Bitterer, too, are ye?

“Pity would be no more / If we did not make somebody Poor”

“To George Sand (A Desire)” — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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“Christmasse-Eve, Another Ceremonie” — Robert Herrick

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“I am more tremulous than shaken reeds” — Sappho

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Death of Sappho — Gustave Moreau

“Pain in Pleasure” — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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“Discontent” — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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A Wassailing Poem from Robert Herrick

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“Grief” — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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“The Magi,” A Stark Christmas Poem by William Butler Yeats

“The Magi” by William Butler Yeats. A Christmas poem that’s not about Christmas, I guess. I love the final image:

Now as at all times I can see in the mind’s eye,
In their stiff, painted clothes, the pale unsatisfied ones
Appear and disappear in the blue depth of the sky
With all their ancient faces like rain-beaten stones,
And all their helms of silver hovering side by side,
And all their eyes still fixed, hoping to find once more,
Being by Calvary’s turbulence unsatisfied,
The uncontrollable mystery on the bestial floor.

 

“Meditatio” — Ezra Pound

“Meditatio,” Ezra Pound

When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogs
I am compelled to conclude
That man is the superior animal.

When I consider the curious habits of man
I confess, my friend, I am puzzled.

Pier Paolo Pasolini Interviews Ezra Pound

(Thanks to Giovanni for sending this in).

“Fabliau of Florida” — Wallace Stevens

“Radio” — Denis Johnson

“Hic, hoc, the carrion Crow”

Portrait of Walt Whitman — Thomas Eakins