Sonnet of the Sweet Complaint (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
Never let me lose the marvel of your statue-like eyes, or the accent the solitary rose of your breath places ...
Poems about accent (31 Poems)
Hiawatha’s Wooing (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
"As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, ...
The Song of Hiawatha: X (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
X. Hiawatha's Wooing "As unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman, Though she bends him, ...
The Jewish Cemetery at Newport (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
How strange it seems! These Hebrews in their graves, Close by the street of this fair seaport town, Silent beside ...
Oatmeal (Galway Kinnell Poem)
I eat oatmeal for breakfast. I make it on the hot plate and put skimmed milk on it. I eat ...
Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Desesperanto (Marilyn Hacker Poem)
After Joseph Roth Parce que c'était lui; parce que c'était moi. Montaigne, De L'amitië The dream's forfeit was a night ...
She, to Him, II (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Perhaps, long hence, when I have passed away, Some other's feature, accent, thought like mine, Will carry you back to ...
the shakes (Rg Gregory Poem)
now pay attention (said the teacher) and look up here the children looked up this is william shakespeare four centuries ...
Winter Coming (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The white of the dusting of snow lingers in the shadows, on the fallen leaves, the cooler spots in the ...
Tilt’n Hilton (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
A Texas twang would be better than a yankee accent so picture it soundin' southern this little story I'll share ...
Autumnal Diorama (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Early morning Crisp Air Gray ridged bark Green lawn, leaf clutter underfoot Wisps of fog off the pond Green trees ...
Ode To William H. Channing (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Though loth to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My buried thought For the priest's cant, Or ...
The Problem (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I like a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart monastic ...
All The Things You Are Not Yet (Helen Dunmore Poem)
for tess Tonight there's a crowd in my head: all the things you are not yet. You are words without ...
Imagination (John Davidson Poem)
There is a dish to hold the sea, A brazier to contain the sun, A compass for the galaxy, A ...
The Treason of an accent (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Treason of an accent Might Ecstasy transfer -- Of her effacing Fathom Is no Recoverer -- -- The Treason ...
Conscious am I in my Chamber, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Conscious am I in my Chamber, Of a shapeless friend -- He doth not attest by Posture -- Nor Confirm ...
The murmuring of Bees, has ceased (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The murmuring of Bees, has ceased But murmuring of some Posterior, prophetic, Has simultaneous come. The lower metres of the ...
Where I have lost, I softer tread (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Where I have lost, I softer tread -- I sow sweet flower from garden bed -- I pause above that ...
Elysium is as far as to (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Elysium is as far as to The very nearest Room If in that Room a Friend await Felicity or Doom ...
Music, In A Foreign Language (Andrew Crumey Poem)
In a cafe, once more I heard Your voice - those sparse and frugal notes. Do they not say that ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
When A Woman Loves A Man (David Lehman Poems)
When she says Margarita she means Daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, "I'll never ...
March 30 (David Lehman Poems)
Eighty-one degrees a record high for the day which is not my birthday but will do until the eleventh of ...
THAT KISS (Sharon Esther Lampert Poems)
Fortune teller that I AM, My crystal ball sees ALL. Clairvoyant, the man's libido is flamBOYant. I SEE: ANIMAL MAGNETISM. ...