Poetry Flashcards
1
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Ozymandias
A
- Wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command.
- Yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things.
- “My name is Ozymandias, king of kings,
look on my works, ye mighty and despair?
2
Q
London
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- The mind-forged manacles.
- Runs in blood down palace walls.
- And blights with plagues the marriage hearse.
3
Q
The Prelude
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- Of mountain-echoes did my boat move on.
- The horizon’s bound, a huge peak, black and huge.
- Of sea or sky. no colours of green fields.
4
Q
My Last Duchess
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- The depth and passion of its earnest glance.
- Too easily impressed; she liked whate’er she looked on.
- My gift of a nine-hundred-years-old name with anybody’s gift.
5
Q
The Charge Of The Light Brigade
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- Valley of death.
- Jaws of death, into the mouth of Hell.
- Noble six hundred.
6
Q
Exposure
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- The poignant misery of dawn begins to grow.
- Child, or field, or fruit.
- All their eyes are ice.
7
Q
Storm On The Island
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- Leaves and branches can raise a tragic chorus gale.
- The very windows, spits like a tame cat turned savage.
- We are bombarded by the empty air.
8
Q
Bayonet Charge
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- The patriotic tear that had brimmed in his eye.
- Like a man who has jumped up in the dark.
- King, honour, human dignity……. dropped like luxuries in a yelling alarm.
9
Q
Remains
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- Probably armed, possibly not.
- Rips through his life.
- Sun-stunned, sand-smothered land.
10
Q
Poppies
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- I resisted the impulse.
- Released a song bird from it’s cage.
- Tucks, darts, pleats.
11
Q
War Photographer
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- With spools of suffering set out in ordered rows.
- Nightmare heat.
- The reader’s eyeballs prick with tears.
12
Q
Tissue
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- Paper thinned by age or touching.
- And never wish to build again with brick.
- Raise a structure never meant to last.
13
Q
The Émigré
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- My original view, the bright, filled paperweights.
- Like a hollow doll, opens and spills a grammar.
- It tastes of sunlight.
14
Q
Checking Out Me History
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- Bandage up me eye with me own history, blind me to me own identity.
- Dem tell me (repeated).
- But now I checking out me own history, I carving out me identity.
15
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Kamikaze
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- Huge flag waved first one way.
- Turbulent inrush of breakers.
- Only we children still chattered and laughed.