Robert Graves

(1895 - 1985 / London / England)

Robert Graves Poems

1. A Valentine 5/9/2015
2. She Tells Her Love 11/21/2014
3. Mermaid, Dragon, Fiend 8/3/2016
4. The Patchwork Bonnet 4/1/2010
5. The Three Drinkers 4/1/2010
6. The Kiss 3/30/2015
7. The Promised Lullaby 4/1/2010
8. Nine O'Clock 4/1/2010
9. Morning Phœnix 4/1/2010
10. The Boy In Church 4/1/2010
11. The Picture Book 4/1/2010
12. Jane 4/1/2010
13. Retrospect: The Jests Of The Clock 4/1/2010
14. Hawk And Buckle 4/1/2010
15. Dicky 4/1/2010
16. The General Elliott 4/1/2010
17. The God Called Poetry 4/1/2010
18. The Voice Of Beauty Drowned 4/1/2010
19. The Boy Out Of Church 4/1/2010
20. Loving Henry 4/1/2010
21. Nebuchadnezzar's Fall 4/1/2010
22. The 4/1/2010
23. The Cupboard 4/1/2010
24. Neglectful Edward 4/1/2010
25. Manticor In Arabia 4/1/2010
26. Give Us Rain 4/1/2010
27. The Pier-Glass 4/1/2010
28. The Lost Love 4/1/2010
29. The Patchwork Quilt 4/1/2010
30. The Beacon 4/1/2010
31. Outlaws 4/1/2010
32. Sullen Moods 4/1/2010
33. Sospan Fach 4/1/2010
34. Haunted 4/1/2010
35. Here They Lie 4/1/2010
36. It's A Queer Time 4/1/2010
37. Star-Talk 4/1/2010
38. Rocky Acres 4/1/2010
39. The Spoilsport 1/3/2003
40. Tom Taylor 4/1/2010

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Best Poem of Robert Graves

A Dead Boche

To you who'd read my songs of War
And only hear of blood and fame,
I'll say (you've heard it said before)
"War's Hell! " and if you doubt the same,
Today I found in Mametz Wood
A certain cure for lust of blood:

Where, propped against a shattered trunk,
In a great mess of things unclean,
Sat a dead Boche; he scowled and stunk
With clothes and face a sodden green,
Big-bellied, spectacled, crop-haired,
Dribbling black blood from nose and beard.

Read the full of A Dead Boche

The Snapped Thread

Desire, first, by a natural miracle
United bodies, united hearts, blazed beauty;
Transcended bodies, transcended hearts.

Two souls, now unalterably one
In whole love always and for ever,
Soar out of twilight, through upper air,
Let fall their sensous burden.

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