Poems Of The Past And The Present

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Excerpt from Poems of the Past and the Present A Reverie Moments the mightiest pass uncalendared, And when the Absolute In backward Time outgave the deedful word Whereby all life is stirred: "Let one be born and throned whose mould shall constitute The norm of every royal-reckoned attribute," No mortal knew or heard. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

"THE quay recedes. Hurrah! Ahead we go! . . .It's true I've been accustomed now to home, And joints get rusty, and one's limbs may growMore fit to rest than roam."But I can stand as yet fair stress and strain;There's not a little steel beneath the rust;My years mount somewhat, but here's to't again!And if I fall, I must."God knows that for myself I've scanty care;Past scrimmages have proved as much to all;In Eastern lands and South I've had my shareBoth of the blade and ball."And where those villains ripped me in the flitchWith their old iron in my early time, I'm apt at change of wind to feel a twitch, Or at a change of clime."And what my mirror shows me in the morningHas more of blotch and wrinkle than of bloom;My eyes, too, heretofore all glasses scorning, Have just a touch of rheum . . ."Now sounds 'The Girl I've left behind me, '-Ah, The years, the ardours, wakened by that tune!Time was when, with the crowd's farewell 'Hurrah!''Twould lift me to the moon."But now it's late to leave behind me oneWho if, poor soul, her man goes underground, Will not recover as she might have doneIn days when hopes abound."She's waving from the wharfside, palely grieving, As down we draw . . . Her tears make little show, Yet now she suffers more than at my leavingSome twenty years ago."I pray those left at home will care for her!

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Chosen by Randall Mann as a winner of the Jake Adam York Prize, Brian Tierney’s Rise and Float depicts the journey of a poet working—remarkably, miraculously—to make our most profound, private wounds visible on the page. With the “corpse of Frost” under his heel, Tierney reckons with a life that resists poetic rendition. The transgenerational impact of mental illness, a struggle with disordered eating, a father’s death from cancer, the loss of loved ones to addiction and suicide—all of these compound to “month after / month” and “dream / after dream” of struck-through lines. Still, Tierney commands poetry’s cathartic potential through searing images: wallpaper peeling like “wrist skin when a grater slips,” a “laugh as good as a scream,” pears as hard as a tumor. These poems commune with their ghosts not to overcome, but to release. The course of Rise and Float is not straightforward. Where one poem gently confesses to “trying, these days, to believe again / in people,” another concedes that “defeat / sometimes is defeat / without purpose.” Look: the chair is just a chair.” But therein lies the beauty of this collection: in the proximity (and occasional overlap) of these voices, we see something alluringly, openly human. Between a boy “torn open” by dogs and a suicide, “two beautiful teenagers are kissing.” Between screams, something intimate—hope, however difficult it may be.