Poetry

[mad4city]

Loveliest of trees, the Cherry now,
Hung with white along the bough.
All along the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide

[a second verse I can't remember]

And since to study things in bloom
Fifty springs is little room
About the woodland I shall go
To see the Cherry hung with snow.

AE Houseman.

Learnt this in school, back in the early 80's. Can't remember the title or the second verse. Any help?

 

[kas_tippler]

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"


Sylvia Plath, Mad Girls Love Song