Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CRI DES BOHEMES, by AUSTIN PHILIPS First Line: In that suburban villa, trim and neat Last Line: Is yours, or ours, old friend, the better part? Subject(s): Friendship | ||||||||
IN that Suburban villa, trim and neat, Like fifty thousand other villas, all Your hopes lie centred. Treble voices call You father; and the sound of pattering feet Enchants your ear, while kisses quench defeat. Old aims are dead, and old ambitions pall Behind that hideous terra-cotta wall, Where life is narrow: narrow yet complete. You win to opulence by devious ways, Ways that you held in scorn until you knew How honour with domestic care decays. But we, who were your comrades, still pursue, With tired feet, the grand trunk-road of Art ... Is yours, or ours, old friend, the better part? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOU & I BELONG IN THIS KITCHEN by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JASON THE REAL by TONY HOAGLAND NO RESURRECTION by ROBINSON JEFFERS CHAMBER MUSIC: 17 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 18 by JAMES JOYCE THE STONE TABLE by GALWAY KINNELL ALMSWOMAN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TO AN ENEMY by MAXWELL BODENHEIM SONNET: 10. TO A FRIEND by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES A BALLADE OF GREEN FIELDS; FOR F.W.M. by AUSTIN PHILIPS |
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