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Browse the list below for poems about anonymity and loneliness.
There is absolutely nothing lonelier than the little Mars rover never shutting down, digging up rocks, so far away from Bond street in a light rain. I wonder if he makes little beeps? If so he is lonelier still. He fires a laser into the dust. He coughs. A shiny thing in the sand turns out to be his.
It comes out of the language of nothing I recognize Though it is something in you, at least as I keep looking at you And you turn back to me. I ought to have guessed From the simple order of the tracks that you knew Without looking what place in the wild night The animal came from, and through which of our windows It has looked into, sometimes with an eye On our waking, other times on our sleeping with the doorways open
Drink deep, drink deep of quietness, And on the margins of the sea Remember not thine old distress Nor all the miseries to be. Calmer than mists, and cold As they, that fold on fold Up the dim valley are rolled, Learn thou to be.
The Past—it was a feverish dream, A drunken slumber full of tears. The Future—O what wild wings gleam, Wheeled in the van of desperate years! Thou lovedst the evening: dawn Glimmers; the night is gone:— What dangers lure thee on, What dreams more fierce?