MCMXIV (Philip Larkin Poem)
Those long uneven lines Standing as patiently As if they were stretched outside The Oval or Villa Park, The crowns ...
Poems about bleached (31 Poems)
Love Songs In Age (Philip Larkin Poem)
She kept her songs, they kept so little space, The covers pleased her: One bleached from lying in a sunny ...
Dead March (Weldon Kees Poem)
Under the bunker, where the reek of kerosene Prepared the marriage rite, leader and whore, Imperfect kindling even in this ...
The Abduction (Stanley Kunitz Poem)
Some things I do not profess to understand, perhaps not wanting to, including whatever it was they did with you ...
Poem (Donald Justice Poem)
This poem is not addressed to you. You may come into it briefly, But no one will find you here, ...
Blackberry-Picking (Seamus Heaney Poem)
Late August, given heavy rain and sun For a full week, the blackberries would ripen. At first, just one, a ...
Lichen on the Rocks (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Up above the treeline the moles, the scrub, the forest lichen on the rocks adding color to the gray The ...
Bleached Gray (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The cottages barren stripped of pretense no pain, no stain protecting them from the sun the wind, the waves the ...
Rattling Bones (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dry, bleached bones, an army dead, dust where they fell spoken over the prophet, the man of God a rattling ...
Wool Coat (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The heat wrapped me hung heavy on my shoulders, my chest like a wet wool coat thrown on the hot ...
Ballad of the Army Carts (Tu Fu Poem)
The carts squeak and trundle, the horses whinny, the conscripts go by, each with a bow and arrows at his ...
Coffee & Dolls (April Bernard Poem)
It was a storefront for a small-time numbers runner, pretending to be some sort of grocery. Coffeemakers and Bustello cans ...
Galatea Encore (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
As though the mercury's under its tongue, it won't talk. As though with the mercury in its sphincter, immobile, by ...
Young Blood (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"But, sir," I said, "they tell me the man is like to die!" The Canon shook his head indulgently. "Young ...
THE DANCE OF DEATH (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
CARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves, Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves With all the careless ...
Women And Roses (Robert Browning Poem)
I. I dream of a red-rose tree. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me? II. ...
At The Fishhouses (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Although it is a cold evening, down by one of the fishhouses an old man sits netting, his net, in ...
The Moose (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
Mule Song (A. R. Ammons Poem)
Silver will lie where she lies sun-out, whatever turning the world does, longeared in her ashen, earless, floating world: indifferent ...
So I Said I Am Ezra (A. R. Ammons Poem)
So I said I am Ezra and the wind whipped my throat gaming for the sounds of my voice I ...
319. Lament for James, Earl of Glencairn (Robert Burns Poems)
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
The Marriage of Heaven and Hell (William Blake Poems)
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
The Night Game (Robert Pinsky Poems)
Some of us believe We would have conceived romantic Love out of our own passions With no precedents, Without songs ...
Bert Kessler (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I winged my bird, Though he flew toward the setting sun; But just as the shot rang out, he soared ...
Covering Wings (Katherine Mansfield Poems)
Love! Love! Your tenderness, Your beautiful, watchful ways Grasp me, fold me, cover me; I lie in a kind of ...
Last Instructions to a Painter (Andrew Marvell Poems)
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
Spenser’s Ireland (Marianne Moore Poems)
has not altered;-- a place as kind as it is green, the greenest place I've never seen. Every name is ...
Voyages (Philip Levine Poems)
Pond snipe, bleached pine, rue weed, wart -- I walk by sedge and brown river rot to where the old ...
Sierra Kid (Philip Levine Poems)
"I've been where it hurts." the Kid He becomes Sierra Kid I passed Slimgullion, Morgan Mine, Camp Seco, and the ...
Magpiety (Philip Levine Poems)
You pull over to the shoulder of the two-lane road and sit for a moment wondering where you were going ...