Ted HughesI imagine this midnight moment's forest：Something else is aliveBesides the clock's lonelinessAnd this blank page where my fingers mo...
Sylvia PlathLove set you going like a fat gold watch.The midwife slapped your footsoles， and your bald cryTook its place among the elements.Our voices...
Ted HughesI climbed through woods in the hour-before-dawn dark.Evil air， a frost-making stillness，Not a leaf， not a bird，——A world cast in...
Sylvia PlathThe Sunday lamb cracks in its fat.The fatSacrifices its opacity. . . .A window， holy gold.The fire makes it precious，The same fireMelting ...
Seamus Heaney"Religion's never mentioned here"， of course."You know them by their eyes，" and hold your tongue."One side&#...
Seamus HeaneyThe tightness and the nilness round that spacewhen the car stops in the road， the troops inspectits make and number and， as one bends his...
Seamus HeaneyCut from the green hedge a forked hazel stickThat he held tight by the arms of the V：Circling the terrain， hunting the pluckOf water， ner...
Robert Lowell"Relinquunt Omnia Servare Rem Publicam."The old South Boston Aquarium standsin a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows are boa...
Philip Larkin （1922-1985）Cut grass lies frail：Brief is the breathMown stalks exhale.Long， long the deathIt dies in the white hoursOf young-leafed June...
Philip Larkin （1922-1985）She kept her songs， they took so little space，The covers pleased her：One bleached from lying in a sunny place，One marked in c...