William Collins
William Collins
Eighteenth-century English poet whose lyrical works include Odes on Several Descriptive and Allegorical Subjects and Ode on the Popular Superstitions of the Highlands. Poet John Langhorne published Collins' collected poems in 1765.
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth25 December 1721
friend music
O Music! sphere-descended maid, / Friend of Pleasure, Wisdom's aid!
curve flashes help posted road sunlight traveling vanish watch
The sunlight flashes off your windshield,and when I look up into the small, posted mirror,I watch you diminish--my echo, my twin--and vanish around a curve in this whipof a road we can't help traveling together.
curve flashes help posted road sunlight traveling vanish watch whip
The sunlight flashes off your windshield, and when I look up into the small, posted mirror, I watch you diminish--my echo, my twin-- and vanish around a curve in this whip of a road we can't help traveling together.
against broken lean low yeats
And with Yeats you lean against a broken pear tree, the day hooded by low clouds.
bed below dreams drifting lower miles pulls slip surface weight
In a while, one of us will go up to bedand the other one will follow.Then we will slip below the surface of the nightinto miles of water, drifting down and downto the dark, soundless bottomuntil the weight of dreams pulls us lower still.
bed below bottom dreams drifting lower miles night pulls slip surface until weight
In a while, one of us will go up to bed and the other one will follow. Then we will slip below the surface of the night into miles of water, drifting down and down to the dark, soundless bottom until the weight of dreams pulls us lower still.
arms cotton cup dawn dresses fragile handful outside picture small standing thin
But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her,barefoot and disheveled, standing outside my windowin one of the fragile cotton dresses of the poor.She will look in at me with her thin arms extended,offering a handful of birdsong and a small cup of light.
beautiful complexity early introduced looking perfect simplicity
You tell me it is too early to be looking back,but that is because you have forgottenthe perfect simplicity of being oneand the beautiful complexity introduced by two.
beautiful complexity early forgotten introduced looking perfect simplicity
You tell me it is too early to be looking back, but that is because you have forgotten the perfect simplicity of being one and the beautiful complexity introduced by two.
family means park words
It means treasury, but it is just a placewhere words congregate with their relatives,a big park where hundreds of family reunionsare always being held.
family means park words
It means treasury, but it is just a place where words congregate with their relatives, a big park where hundreds of family reunions are always being held.
authors best meet possible written
Not to say that authors are all such sourpusses, but you meet the author in the best possible way, on the written page. I am at my best there, more patient, more thoughtful.
cut fall seems skin yesterday
It seems only yesterday I used to believethere was nothing under my skin but light.If you cut me, I would shine.But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life,I skin my knees. I bleed.
close eyes remove warm
I want to remove my hat, close my eyes,and feel the sun, warm and intermittent, on my face.