Walter de la Mare

(1873 - 1958 / Kent / England)

Walter de la Mare Poems

1. Song of the Mad Prince 11/13/2015
2. Dry August Burned 2/22/2016
3. Seeds 6/19/2015
4. November 12/14/2015
5. The Mother Bird 10/23/2015
6. Puss 1/8/2015
7. The Night-Swans 3/2/2015
8. The Birthnight 12/3/2014
9. Mulla-Mulgars' Journey Song 3/30/2010
10. The Corner Stone 3/30/2010
11. One Moment Take Thy Rest 3/30/2010
12. The World Of Dream 8/2/2012
13. Suppose 3/30/2010
14. The Tryst 3/30/2010
15. Sephina 3/30/2010
16. The Ruin 3/30/2010
17. Unstooping 3/30/2010
18. The Old Men 3/30/2010
19. The Pigs And The Charcoal-Burner 3/30/2010
20. Sotto Voce 3/30/2010
21. The Titmouse 3/30/2010
22. Up And Down 3/30/2010
23. The Seas Of England 3/30/2010
24. The Children Of Stare 3/30/2010
25. I Can'T Abear 3/30/2010
26. Tit For Tat 3/30/2010
27. The Market-Place 3/30/2010
28. The Three Strangers 3/30/2010
29. The Fly 3/30/2010
30. The Empty House 3/30/2010
31. Miss T 3/30/2010
32. The Linnet 3/30/2010
33. The Veil 3/30/2010
34. Gloria Mundi 3/30/2010
35. The Sunken Garden 3/30/2010
36. The Strangers 3/30/2010
37. Comfort 3/30/2010
38. Sleep 3/30/2010
39. The Moth 3/30/2010
40. Moonlight 3/30/2010

Comments about Walter de la Mare

  • Eleni Lipcar (2/13/2018 7:52:00 PM)

    I love his work! He is a master when it comes to imagery and figurative language.

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  • Eleni Lipcar (2/13/2018 7:52:00 PM)

    I love his work! He is a master when it comes to imagery and figurative language. He plays with ideas very well. I am very much inspired by his poems. What a skill!

  • Priyantha Guawardena (12/8/2013 8:49:00 AM)

    help me get the real idea of some one poem -priyantha

  • Priyantha Guawardena (12/8/2013 8:48:00 AM)

    what is the fully meaning of some one

  • Thaar Ali (2/2/2012 1:21:00 PM)

    he is agoodman and he is the best

  • Sylva Portoian Sylva Portoian (2/26/2010 7:17:00 AM)

    I can't -at all -f ancy him
    He writes like an eight-year old child.
    He became famous because of his dad,
    What a lucky-guy he is!
    A large platinum -spoon
    Pushed in his mouth.

  • Haroon Mustafa (3/17/2007 7:22:00 AM)

    he is the master of creating imagery.he wants us to enjoy his world of imagination

  • Koko Krisp (3/24/2005 5:20:00 PM)

    he cool! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Best Poem of Walter de la Mare

The Listeners

"Is there anybody there?" said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grass
Of the forest's ferny floor;
And a bird flew up out of the turret,
Above the Traveller's head:
And he smote upon the door again a second time;
"Is there anybody there?" he said.
But no one descended to the Traveller;
No head from the leaf-fringed sill
Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,
Where he stood perplexed and still.
But only a host of phantom listeners
That dwelt in the lone house then
Stood listening in the quiet of ...

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Sunk Lyonesse

In sea-cold Lyonesse,
When the Sabbath eve shafts down
On the roofs, walls, belfries
Of the foundered town,
The Nereids pluck their lyres
Where the green translucency beats,
And with motionless eyes at gaze
Make ministrely in the streets.

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