Poetry Flashcards
two rast and trunkless legs of stone
ozymandias
shatter’d visage lies
ozymandias
sneer of cold command
ozymandias
my name is ozymandias king of kinds; look on my works ye mighty and despair
oxymandias
that’s my last duchess painted on the wall, looking as if she we alive
my last duchess
she had a heart…too soon made glad, too easily impressed
my last duchess
i have commands; hen all smiles stopped together
my last duchess
he must have looked far down at the little fishing boats strung out like bunting
kamikaze
cloud marked mackerel black crabs, feathery prawns the loose silver of white bait
kamikaze
and though he came back, my mother never spoke again in his presence
kanikaze
and sometimes, she said, he must have wondered which had been the better way to die
kamikaze
the was one a country…i left as a child, by my memory of it is sunlight-clear
the emigree
it may he at war it may be sick with tyrants but ian branded by an impression of sunlight
the emigree
i comb its hair and love it’s shining eyes
the emigree
time rolls its tanks
the emigree