I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils...
From "The Daffodils" by William Wordsworth
As lonely as the dead awake
Or God among the dinosaurs...
From "Museum" by Glyn Maxwell
Look: I am building absence
out of this room's air, I'm reading suppositions into
summer's script snarled on a varnished floor.
It looks like a man. That knot's his hand
waving good-bye...
From "Drawing from Life" by Reginald Shepherd
More poems about Anonymity and Loneliness:
| 79 by Joachim du Bellay I do not write of love: I am no lover... |
| Don't Let Me Be Lonely [There was a time] by Claudia Rankine There was a time I could say no one I knew well had died... |
| Alone by Maya Angelou Lying, thinking / Last night / How to find my soul... |
| Angel of Duluth [excerpt] by Madelon Sprengnether I lied a little... |
| At a Window by Carl Sandburg Give me hunger... |
| Beyond the Pane by Greg Hewett The frescoed cloister is closed... |
| Boston by Aaron Smith I've been meaning to tell... |
| Danse Russe by William Carlos Williams If when my wife is sleeping... |
| Dear Lonely Animal by Oni Buchanan I'm writing to you from the loneliest, most... |
| Donal Óg by Isabella Augusta, Lady Gregory It is late last night the dog was speaking of you... |
| Drawing from Life by Reginald Shepherd Look: I am building absence... |
| Found Poem by Howard Nemerov The population center of the USA... |
| Gospel by Philip Levine The new grass rising in the hills... |
| How I Am by Jason Shinder When I talk to my friends I pretend I am standing on the wings... |
| How the mind works still to be sure by Jennifer Denrow You were the white field when you handed me a blank... |
| How to See Deer by Philip Booth Forget roadside crossings... |
| I Am Much Too Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone by Rainer Maria Rilke I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone enough... |
| I Am! by John Clare I am! yet what I am none cares or knows... |
| I'm Nobody! Who are you? (260) by Emily Dickinson I'm Nobody! Who are you... |
| Isolation: To Marguerite by Matthew Arnold We were apart; yet, day by day... |
| Mnemosyne by Trumbull Stickney It's autumn in the country I remember... |
| Museum by Glyn Maxwell Sundays, like a stanza break... |
| On the Terrace by Landis Everson The lonely breakfast table starts the day... |
| R.I.P., My Love by Tory Dent Let us be apart then like the panoptical chambers in IC... |
| Sex by Michael Ryan After the earth finally touches the sun... |
| Skunk Hour by Robert Lowell Nautilus Island's hermit... |
| Song of Myself by John Canaday I am a stubborn ox dreaming... |
| Sonnet V by Mahmoud Darwish I touch you as a lonely violin touches the suburbs of the faraway place... |
| The Creation by James Weldon Johnson And God stepped out on space... |
| The Daffodils by William Wordsworth I wandered lonely as a cloud... |
| The Hermit Goes Up Attic by Maxine Kumin Up attic, Lucas Harrison, God rest... |
| The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot Let us go then, you and I... |
| The Sleepers by Walt Whitman I wander all night in my vision... |
| The Suicide by Edna St. Vincent Millay Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more... |
| the suicide kid by Charles Bukowski I went to the worst of bars... |
| This Is a Photograph of Me by Margaret Atwood It was taken some time ago... |
| Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden Sundays too my father got up early... |
| Toro by Sarah Gambito I'm looking for the good robin of everlasting sewing... |
| WHERE? by Kenneth Patchen There's a place the man always say... |
| Whoever You Are Holding Me Now in Hand by Walt Whitman Whoever you are, holding me now in hand... |
| Why is the Color of Snow? by Brenda Shaughnessy Let's ask a poet with no way of knowing... |
Your Catfish Friend by Richard Brautigan |