Poetry – Haiku – Central Park New York – A poem by Goff James

Posted on January 21, 2021 by Goff James

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Poetry Plus – The Caterpillar – A poem by Robert Graves

Posted on January 21, 2021 by Goff James

© Diego Lazzarin, Interior Garden #2 – The Dragons and the Caterpillar

The Caterpillar by Robert Graves

Silent Out of Sight

Silent out of sight
Mister Caterpillar feasts
Summer’s bounty ripe

Robert Graves (1895 -1985) English poet, novelist, critic, and classical scholar who carried on many of the formal traditions of English verse in a period of experimentation. His more than 120 books also include a notable historical novel, I, Claudius (1934); an autobiographical classic of World War I, Good-Bye to All That (1929; rev. ed. 1957); and erudite, controversial studies in mythology.

Poem Attribution © Robert Graves, The Caterpillar

Source Attribution https://poets.org/poem/caterpillar

Haiku Attribution Goff James, Silent Out of Sight

Painting Attribution © Diego Lazzarin, Interior Garden #2 – The Dragons and the Caterpillar, (Date Unstated)

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The Caterpillar by Robert Graves

Under this loop of honeysuckle,
A creeping, coloured caterpillar,
I gnaw the fresh green hawthorn spray,
I nibble it leaf by leaf away.

Down beneath grow dandelions,
Daisies, old-man’s-looking-glasses;
Rooks flap croaking across the lane.
I eat and swallow and eat again.

Here come raindrops helter-skelter;
I munch and nibble unregarding:
Hawthorn leaves are juicy and firm.
I’ll mind my business: I’m a good worm.

When I’m old, tired, melancholy,
I’ll build a leaf-green mausoleum
Close by, here on this lovely spray,
And die and dream the ages away.

Some say worms win resurrection,
With white wings beating flitter-flutter,
But wings or a sound sleep, why should I care?
Either way I’ll miss my share.

Under this loop of honeysuckle,
A hungry, hairy caterpillar,
I crawl on my high and swinging seat,
And eat, eat, eat—as one ought to eat.

Bio Reference Attribution https://www.britannica.com/biography/Robert-Graves

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