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Famous Geography Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Geography poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous geography poems. These examples illustrate what a famous geography poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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...nt of Ancients, 
Vast desolated cities—the gliding Present—all of these, and more, are in the
 pageant-procession.

Geography, the world, is in it; 
The Great Sea, the brood of islands, Polynesia, the coast beyond; 
The coast you, henceforth, are facing—you Libertad! from your Western golden shores 
The countries there, with their populations—the millions en-masse, are curiously here; 
The swarming market places—the temples, with idols ranged along the sides, or at the
 e...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt



...incoming swell from the sunset Pacific
First leans and staggers to break will tell all you need to know
About submarine geography, and your father's death rattle
Provides all biographical data required for the Who's Who of the dead.

I cannot recall what I started to tell you, but at least
I can say how night-long I have lain under the stars and 
Heard mountains moan in their sleep.By daylight,
They remember nothing, and go about their lawful occasions
Of not going an...Read more of this...
by Warren, Robert Penn
...to America? 
Have you studied out the land, its idioms and men?
Have you learn’d the physiology, phrenology, politics, geography, pride, freedom,
 friendship, of the land? its substratums and objects? 
Have you consider’d the organic compact of the first day of the first year of
 Independence, sign’d by the Commissioners, ratified by The States, and read by
 Washington
 at the head of the army? 
Have you possess’d yourself of the Federal Constitution? 
Do you see who have le...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...g to our pain? 


5.

The silence strips bare:
In Dreyer's Passion of Joan 

Falconetti's face, hair shorn, a great geography
mutely surveyed by the camera 

If there were a poetry where this could happen
not as blank space or as words 

stretched like skin over meaningsof a night through which two people
have talked till dawn. 


6.

The scream
of an illegitimate voice 

It has ceased to hear itself, therefore
it asks itself 

How do I exist? 

This was the silen...Read more of this...
by Rich, Adrienne
...uth must dazzle gradually
Or every man be blind—

1705

Volcanoes be in Sicily
And South America
I judge from my Geography—
Volcanos nearer here
A Lava step at any time
Am I inclined to climb—
A Crater I may contemplate
Vesuvius at home.

1737

Rearrange a "Wife's" affection!
When they dislocate my Brain!
Amputate my freckled Bosom!
Make me bearded like a man!

Blush, my spirit, in thy Fastness—
Blush, my unacknowledged clay—
Seven years of troth ha...Read more of this...
by Dickinson, Emily



...hes and bred
and went on round the bend

till the oven seemed the proper place for you.
I brood upon your face, the geography of grief,
hooded, till I allow
again your resignation from us now
though the screams of orphaned children fix me anew.
Your torment here was brief,

long falls your exit all repeatingly,
a poor exemplum, one more suicide,
to stack upon the others
till stricken Henry with his sisters & brothers
suddenly gone pauses to wonder why he
alone breasts...Read more of this...
by Berryman, John
...Industrious, affable, having brain on fire,
Henry perplexed himself; others gave up;
good girls gave in;
geography was hard on friendship, Sire;
marriages lashed & languished, anguished; dearth of group
and what else had been;

the splendour & the lose grew all the same,
Sire. His heart stiffened, and he failed to smile,
catching (enfit) on.
The law: we must, owing to chiefly shame
lacing our pride, down what we did. A mile,
a mile to Avalon.

S...Read more of this...
by Berryman, John
...andscape they'd always believed?

No cross-streets, no broken yellow lines; I feel relief at the abandonment

of my own geography. I know there's no surveyor but want to imagine

the aerial map that will send me above flame trees, snaking

through knots of basalt. I'll mark the exact site for a lean-to

where the wind and dust travel easily along my skin,

and I'm no longer satiated by the scent of gasoline. I'll arrive there

out of balance, untaught; ready for s...Read more of this...
by Rich, Susan
...America, from a grain
of maize you grew
to crown
with spacious lands
the ocean foam.
A grain of maize was your geography.
From the grain
a green lance rose,
was covered with gold,
to grace the heights
of Peru with its yellow tassels.

But, poet, let
history rest in its shroud;
praise with your lyre
the grain in its granaries:
sing to the simple maize in the kitchen.

First, a fine beard
fluttered in the field
above the tender teeth
of the young ear.
T...Read more of this...
by Neruda, Pablo
...hundreds. The room was on

the third floor. It was that simple.

 I always went to their room following the geography of

Hotel Trout Fishing in America, rather than its numerical

layout. I never knew what the exact number of their room

was. I knew secretly it was in the three hundreds and that

was all.

 Anyway, it was easier for me to establish order in my

mind by pretending that the cat was named after their room

number. It seemed like a go...Read more of this...
by Brautigan, Richard
...county fair, has a grasp of the theory.
It is the same as why boys go running lickety-split
away from a school-room geography lesson
in April when the crawfishes come out
and the young frogs are calling
and the pussywillows and the cat-tails
know something about geography themselves.. . .
I ask you for white blossoms.
I offer you memories and people.
I offer you a fire zigzag over the green and marching vines.
I bring a concertina after supper ...Read more of this...
by Sandburg, Carl
...high the head of any else, that head is over all.)

I will acknowledge contemporary lands; 
I will trail the whole geography of the globe, and salute courteously every city
 large and small; 
And employments! I will put in my poems, that with you is heroism, upon land and
 sea; 
And I will report all heroism from an American point of view. 

I will sing the song of companionship;
I will show what alone must finally compact These; 
I believe These are to found their o...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt
...your classroom,
See on the walls the first images you looked at,
Look, the tree, look, there, the yelping dog,
And the geography map on the yellow wall,
This fading of names and forms,
This effacing of mountains and rivers
By the whiteness that freezes language.
Look, this was your only book. The Isis of the plaster
On the wall of this room, which is pealing away,
Never had, nor ever will have anything other
To open for you, to close on you....Read more of this...
by Bonnefoy, Yves
...ent dingy maps 
Long discarded by the public-schools in town; 
And as nearly every book dated back to Captain Cook 
Our geography was somewhat upside-down. 

It was "in the book" and so – well, at that we'd let it go, 
For we never would believe that print could lie; 
And we all learnt pretty soon that when we came out at noon 
"The sun is in the south part of the sky." 

And Ireland! that was known from the coast-line to Athlone: 
We got little information re the lan...Read more of this...
by Lawson, Henry
...he wanted a revolution without any bloodshed, 
he wanted a history without any memory, 
streets without statues, 
and a geography without myth. He wanted no armies 
but those regiments of bananas, thick lances of cane, 
and he sobbed,"I am powerless, except for love." 
She faded from him, because he could not kill; 
she shrunk to a bat that hung day and night 
in the back of his brain. He rose in his dream. 
(to be continued)...Read more of this...
by Walcott, Derek
...n wan monastic mountains wearing the tonsure
and the all-siren, ever-dimpling sea, he saw
(how could he fail?) at heart geography to blame.

So home to Concord where (as he might have known he would)
he found the Italy he wanted to remember.
Why had he sailed if not for the savour of returning?

An Italy distilled of all extreme, conflict,
Collusion-an Italy without the Italians-
in whose green context he could con again his Virgil.


In cedar he read cypress, in ...Read more of this...
by Francis, Robert
...Volcanoes be in Sicily
And South America
I judge from my Geography --
Volcanos nearer here
A Lava step at any time
Am I inclined to climb --
A Crater I may contemplate
Vesuvius at Home....Read more of this...
by Dickinson, Emily
...herefore fly?

Is Heaven a Place -- a Sky -- a Tree?
Location's narrow way is for Ourselves --
Unto the Dead
There's no Geography --

But State -- Endowal -- Focus --
Where -- Omnipresence -- fly?...Read more of this...
by Dickinson, Emily
...legraph, the newspaper, the wholesale engines of war, 
With these, and the world-spreading factories, he interlinks all geography, all lands; 
—What whispers are these, O lands, running ahead of you, passing under the seas?
Are all nations communing? is there going to be but one heart to the globe? 
Is humanity forming, en-masse?—for lo! tyrants tremble, crowns grow dim; 
The earth, restive, confronts a new era, perhaps a general divine war; 
No one knows what will happen nex...Read more of this...
by Whitman, Walt

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