Poem of the day-162: Now By Robert Browning

Now

By Robert Browning

Out of your whole life give but a moment!

All of your life that has gone before,

All to come after it,—so you ignore,

So you make perfect the present,—condense,

In a rapture of rage, for perfection’s endowment,

Thought and feeling and soul and sense—

Merged in a moment which gives me at last

You around me for once, you beneath me, above me—

Me—sure that despite of time future, time past,—

This tick of our life-time’s one moment you love me!

How long such suspension may linger? Ah, Sweet—

The moment eternal—just that and no more—

When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core

While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut and lips meet!

This poem is in the public domain.

Poem of the day-161: Good Hours by Robert Frost

Good Hours

Robert Frost, 1874 - 1963

I had for my winter evening walk—

No one at all with whom to talk,

But I had the cottages in a row

Up to their shining eyes in snow.

And I thought I had the folk within:

I had the sound of a violin;

I had a glimpse through curtain laces

Of youthful forms and youthful faces.

I had such company outward bound.

I went till there were no cottages found.

I turned and repented, but coming back

I saw no window but that was black.

Over the snow my creaking feet

Disturbed the slumbering village street

Like profanation, by your leave,

At ten o’clock of a winter eve.

This poem is in the public domain.

Grateful hanks to Poets.org

Poem of the day-160: A Deep-Sworn Vow by W. B. Yeats

A Deep-Sworn Vow

by W. B. Yeats, 1865 - 1939

Others because you did not keep

That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine;

Yet always when I look death in the face,

When I clamber to the heights of sleep,

Or when I grow excited with wine,

Suddenly I meet your face.

This poem is in the public domain.