Alone Poems
The Daughter Goes To Camp
by Sharon Olds
In the taxi alone, home from the airport,
I could not believe you were gone. My palm kept
creeping over the smooth plastic
to find your strong meaty little hand and
squeeze it, find your narrow thigh in the
noble ribbing of the corduroy,
straight and regular as anything in nature, to
find the slack cool cheek of a
child in the heat of a summer morning—
nothing, nothing, waves of bawling
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War Is Never Over
by Cecil L. Harrison
War is never over
Thought the treaties may be signed
The memories of the battles
Are forever in our minds
War is never over
So when you welcome heroes home
Remember in their minds they hold
Memories known to them alone
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Cold-Blooded Creatures
by Elinor Morton Wylie
Man, the egregious egoist
(In mystery the twig is bent)
Imagines, by some mental twist,
That he alone is sentient
Of the intolerable load
That on all living creatures lies,
Nor stoops to pity in the toad
The speechless sorrow of his eyes.
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Morning
by Frank O'Hara
I've got to tell you
how I love you always
I think of it on grey
mornings with death
in my mouth the tea
is never hot enough
then and the cigarette
dry the maroon robe
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The Talking Back Of Miss Valentine Jones: Poem # One
by June Jordan
well I wanted to braid my hair
bathe and bedeck my
self so fine
so fully aforethought for
your pleasure
see:
I wanted to travel and read
and runaround fantastic
into war and peace:
I wanted to
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Frankenstein, or Just the Monster
by Anna Wakefield
I feel nothing, and everything
An empty echo
Trapped, screaming but yawning.
I go unheard.
There is a spark,
a promise of reanimation
in endless pools of blue.
I can die and live
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I lost you twice
by In Kish
It all started one sad day
When memories just kept running away
You certainly felt alone and lost
Your life, your past under the dust
But you had us and we had you
You were hurting, that was true
But you always smiled at me
Even when you didn't recognize me
Hours of silence hunting the walls all around
All you could do was sit there and stare at the ground
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alliens and the you---fff--word--oez
by atef ayadi
it is true, we are all aliens
to each other and
the way it sounds, to the planet
that we emerged alive alike from.
oh the jews
the jews
oh the muslim muslims
oh the martian haitian who eats
dogs like "chinese" do
......
we are blessed by the dead : remembering old friends
by slivered skin
a poet who had a life one envied
writing , scattering , scribbling
on papers with words only she
can understand
paragraphs unwritten —
only learned-off by mind ;
sick , sitting still , thinking
what life really means
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femme fatale
by slivered skin
she must be whom everyone wanted
they cry in front of her
, begging
their knees bleeding
through pleading
from something they knew
they cannot get
grey clouds fits the tears they all left
in the middle of the dance floor
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Edwin Arlington Robinson (40 poems about Alone)
22 December 1869 – 6 April 1935 / Maine / United States -
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Anne Brontë (26 poems about Alone)
7 January 1820 – 28 May 1849 / Thornton, West Riding of Yorkshire, England -
George Gordon Byron (21 poems about Alone)
Lord Byron] (22 January 1788 – 19 April 1824 / London, England -
Rainer Maria Rilke (18 poems about Alone)
4 December 1875 – 29 December 1926 / Prague / Czech Republic -
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