In these poems about angels, poets like William Blake and John Donne explore the influence of divine presence in their lives and in the lives of others.
Angelic figures, whether religious, mythological, or metaphorical, symbolize grace, faith, and the power of God in everyday life. Some poets use angel imagery to suggest that there is a divine power, often (but not always) the Christian God watching over them. Alternatively, other writers use the character traits associated with angels to define their opinion of another person or group of people.
While poetic depictions of angels have changed over time, they appear in poems from various movements and time periods, including Romanticism, Metaphysical poetry, and contemporary poetry.
William Blake’s ‘The Angel’ is told through the frame of an angel who appears in a dream to the narrator throughout their life.
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne’er beguiled!
‘The Woman and the Angel’ is an allegory by Robert Service that reflects on the evolving nature of ethics and morality in human society.
An angel was tired of heaven, as he lounged in the golden street;
His halo was tilted sideways, and his harp lay mute at his feet;
So the Master stooped in His pity, and gave him a pass to go,
For the space of a moon, to the earth-world, to mix with the men below.
‘Yes, Holy Be Thy Resting Place’ is one of Emily Brontë’s poems that visits the softly sentimental side of her poetic talent.
Yes, holy be thy resting place
Wherever thou may'st lie;
The sweetest winds breathe on thy face,
The softest of the sky.
‘On Being Human’ by C.S Lewis is incredibly unique and fascinating as it deals with both the physical and the spiritual realm as compared to one another.
Angelic minds, they say, by simple intelligence Behold the Forms of nature. They discern Unerringly the Archtypes, all the verities Which mortals lack or indirectly learn.
In ‘Questions About Angels,’ the speaker wonders why people are not more imaginative or curious in their questions about metaphysical beings. He interrogates religious tradition by envisioning angels in a variety of forms, the last being a single dancer in a jazz bar, whose beautiful form inspires spirituality in the speaker.
Of all the questions you might want to ask
about angels, the only one you ever hear
is how many can dance on the head of a pin.
‘Imagining Their Own Hymns’ by Brigit Pegeen Kelly is a memorable poem that speaks about the difference between how something appears and its reality.
What fools they are to believe the angels
in this window are in ecstasy. They
do not smile. Their eyes are rolled back in annoyance
not in bliss, as my mother’s eyes roll back
‘A Hope Carol’ describes a liminal space in which a speaker is existing and the elements which inspire her to hope for the future.
Below the stars, beyond the moon,
Between the night and day,
I heard a rising falling tune
Calling me:
‘The Annunciation’ is a deeply thoughtful depiction of the moment Mary learned she’d carry the son of God.
Nothing will ease the pain to come
Though now she sits in ecstasy
And lets it have its way with her.
The angel’s shadow in the room
Romano’s ‘When Tomorrow Starts Without Me’ offers solace in grief, exploring love and afterlife, reassures that loved ones remain forever.
When tomorrow starts without me
And I’m not here to see
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me
‘From the Coptic’ by Stevie Smith unravels existential dialogue, angels coaxing clay, shaping humanity; a whimsical journey embracing life’s intricacies.
Three angels came to the red red clay
Where in a heap it formless lay,
Stand up, stand up, thou lazy red clay,
Stand up and be Man this happy day.
‘In the Bleak Midwinter’ describes the birth of the Christ child on a “bleak midwinter” day and those who came to see him.
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.
‘Nightpiece’ by James Joyce unfolds as a beguiling but depressing vision of a nearly star-less night as it envelops the sky above the speaker.
Gaunt in gloom,
The pale stars their torches,
Enshrouded, wave.
Ghostfires from heaven's far verges faint illume,
‘The Conquering Worm’ is a poem of existential dread, presenting the reader with the idea that there is no one who can alleviate the suffering of human condition and that ultimately death will come for us and is completely unavoidable.
Lo! ’t is a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years!
An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
In veils, and drowned in tears,
In ‘Part V: The Rime of The Ancient Mariner,’ the dead crew rises, guided by spirits, in a quest for redemption. Supernatural meets divine.
The other was a softer voice,
As soft as honey-dew:
Quoth he, 'The man hath penance done,
And penance more will do.'
Milton’s early masterpiece, ‘On the Morning of Christ’s Nativity,’ celebrates Jesus’s birth and the poet’s own passage into adulthood.
This is the month, and this the happy morn,
Wherein the Son of Heaven’s eternal King,
Of wedded maid and Virgin Mother born,
Our great redemption from above did bring;