poetry Flashcards
“on another occasion”
remains opener
“probably armed…
…possibly not” -repeated in remains
” myself somebody else and somebody else”
“three of a kind”
remains
“I see every round as it…
…rips through his life” - remains
“I see broad…
…daylight on the other side”-remains
“sort of…
…inside out”-remains
“pain itself…
…the image of agony”- remains
“tosses his…
…guts back into his body”- remains
“end of story, except not really”
remains
“his blood shadow…
..stays on the street and out on patrol i walk right over it week after week”- remains
“then im home on leave…
…but i blink”- remains
“and the drink and the drugs…
…wont flush him out”- remains
“hes here in my head…
…when i close my eyes, dug in behind enemy lines”-remains
“not left for dead in some…
…distant, sun-stunned, sand-smothered land or six-feet-under in desert sand”- remains
“near to the…
…knuckle, here and now”- remains
“his bloody…
…life in my bloody hands”- remains closer
“in his darkroom he is finally alone”
war photographer opener
“with spools…
…of suffering set out in ordered rows”-war photographer
“as though this were a church and he a priest preparing to intone a mass. belfast. beirut. phnom penh. all flesh is grass”
war photographer
“he has a job to do”
war photogrpaher
“solutions slop in trays beneath his hands…
…which did not tremble then though seem to now”- war photographer
“ordinary pain which…
…simple weather can dispel”- war photographer
“fields which dont explode beneath the feet of running…
…children in a nightmare heat”- war photographer
“a stangers features faintly start to…
…twist before his eyes, a half-formed ghost”- war photographer
“he remembers the cries of this mans wife”
war photographer
“he has a job to do”
war photographer
“blood stained into..
…foreign dust”- war photographer
“a hundred…
…agonies in black and white”- war photographer
“the readers eyeballs prick with tears…
…between the bath and pre-lunch beers”- war photographer
“from the aeroplane he stays impassively at where he earns his living and they do not care”
War photographer closer
“suddenly he awoke and was running”
bayonet charge opener
“stumbling across a field of clods towards a green hedge that…
…dazzled with rifle fire”-bayonet charge
“bullets smacking…
…the belly out of the air”-bayonet charge
“he lugged a rifle…
…numb as a smashed arm”-bayonet charge
“the patriotic tear that had brimmed in his eye…
…sweating like molten iron from the centre of his chest”-bayonet charge
“in bewilderment then he almost stopped”
bayonet charge
“in what cold clockwork of the stars and the nations was he…
… the hand pointing that second?”- bayonet charge
“he was running like a man who has..
…jumped up in the dark and runs”-bayonet charge
“listening between his footfalls…
…for the reason of his still running”-bayonet charge
“his foot hung like statuary in mid-stride”
bayonet charge
“threw up a yellow hare that…
…rolled like a flame and crawled in a threshing circle , its mouth wide open silent, its eyes standing out”- bayonet charge
“king, honour, human dignity, etcetera…
…dropped like luxuries in a yelling alarm” -bayonet charge
“to get out of that blue crackling air”
bayonet charge
“our brains ache in the..
…merciless iced east winds that knive us…“-exposure opener
“we keep awake because…
…the night is silent”- exposure
“low drooping flares confuse our…
…memory of the salient…”- exposure
“worried by…
…silence”- exposure
“but nothing happens”
exposure
“mad gusts…
…tugging on the wire”- exposure
“like twitching…
…agonies of men among its brambles”- exposure
“northward,incessantly…
…the flickering gunnery rumbles”- exposure
“What are we doing here?”
exposure
“the poignant mysery of dawn…
…begins to grow…”- exposure
“we only know…
…war lasts, rain soaks, and clouds sag stormy.”- exposure
“dawn massing in the east her…
…melancholy army”- exposure
“sudden successive strikes of bullets streak the silence”
exposure
“less deadly than…
…the air that shudders black with snow”- exposure
“flowing flakes that flock”
exposure
“we watch them wandering..
…up and down the wind’s nonchalance”- exposure
“pale flakes with fingering stealth come…
…feeling for our faces”- exposure
“deep into grassier ditches…
…so we drowse, sun-dozed”- exposure
“littered with blossoms trickling where…
…the blackbird fusses”- exposure
“-is it that we are dying?”
exposure
“slowly our ghosts drag home”
exposure
“shutters and doors all closed…
…:on us the doors are closed”- exposure
“since we believe…
…not otherwise can kind fires burn”- exposure
“nor ever suns smile true on..
…child, or field, or fruit”- exposure
“for God’s invincible spring..
…our love is made afraid”- exposure
“therefore,not loath, we lie out here;…
…therefore were born”- exposure
“for love of God seems dying”
exposure
“tonight this frost will fasten…
…on this mud and us”- exposure
“the burying-party, picks and shovels in shaking grasp, pause over…
…half- known faces”- exposure
“all their eyes are ice”
exposure
“three days before armistice sunday”
poppies opener
“poppies had already been placed on…
…individual war graves”-poppies
“before you left”
poppies
“selotape bandaged around my hand, I rounded up as many white cat hairs as i could”
poppies
“crimped petals, spasms of paper red disrupting a blockade of…
…yellow bias binding around your blazer”-poppies
“smoothed down your shirts upturned collar”
poppies
“steeled the…
…softening of my face”-poppies
“i resisted the imulse to run my fingers through the gelled blackthorns of your hair”
poppies
“all my words flattened…
…rolled, turned into felt”-poppies
“slowly melting…
…i was brave, as i walked with you”-poppies
(to the front door) “ threw it open…
…the world overflowing like a treasure chest”-poppies
“a split second…
…and you were away, intoxicated”-poppies
“after you’d gone”
poppies
“i went into your bedroom, released..
…a song bird from its cage”-poppies
“I met a traveller from an antique land”
Ozymandias opener
“two vast and…
…trunkless legs of stone”-Ozymandias
“half sunk, a..
…shattered visage lies”-Ozymandias
“whose frown and wrinkled lip, and…
…sneer of cold command”-Ozymandias
“its sculptor…
…well those passions read”-Ozymandias
“the hand that…
…mocked them and the heart that fed”-Ozymandias
“my name is…
Ozymandias, king of kings”-Ozymandias
“look on my works…
…ye mighty and despair”-Ozymandias
“nothing besides remains”
ozymandias
“Round the decay of that…
…colossal wreck”-Ozymandias
“the lone and level sands stretch far away”
Ozymandias closer
I wander through each chartered street”
London opener
“and mark in every face i meet…
…marks of weakness, marks of woe”-London
“near where the…
…chartered Thames does flow”-London
“in every cry of every man”
London
“in every voice, in every ban”
London
“in every infant’s cry of fear”
London
“Every black’ning…
…church appalls”-London
“and the hapless soldiers sigh…
…runs in blood down palace walls”-London
“The mind-forged…
…manacles I hear”-London
“how the chimney-sweeper’s cry”
London
“but most through midnight streets I hear”
London