The Captive (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Not with an outcry to Allah nor any complaining He answered his name at the muster and stood to the ...
Poems about carpets (21 Poems)
The Ballad of the King’s Jest (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the ...
The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poem)
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
The Perch (Seamus Heaney Poem)
Perch on their water perch hung in the clear Bann River Near the clay bank in alder dapple and waver, ...
During Wind And Rain (Thomas Hardy Poem)
They sing their dearest songs -- He, she, all of them -- yea, Treble and tenor and bass, And one ...
I Hardly Remember (Rafael Guillen Poem)
I hardly remember your voice, but the pain of you floats in some remote current of my blood. I carry ...
I Hardly Remember (Robert Graves Poem)
I hardly remember your voice, but the pain of you floats in some remote current of my blood. I carry ...
Mac Flecknoe (John Dryden Poem)
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
The impact of a dollar upon the heart (Stephen Crane Poem)
The impact of a dollar upon the heart Smiles warm red light, Sweeping from the hearth rosily upon the white ...
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 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Sohrab and Rustum (Matthew Arnold Poem)
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
The Sun Weilds Mercy (Charles Bukowski Poems)
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
My Home (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
This is the place that I love the best, A little brown house, like a ground-bird's nest, Hid among grasses, ...
AUBADE (Barry Tebb Poems)
Dawn's my Mr Right, already Cocks have crowed, birds flown from nests, The neon lights of Leeds last night still ...
Crossing The Atlantic (Anne Sexton Poems)
We sail out of season into on oyster-gray wind, over a terrible hardness. Where Dickens crossed with mal de mer ...
The Deserted Garden (Alan Seeger Poems)
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
My Mother On An Evening In Late Summer (Mark Strand Poems)
1 When the moon appears and a few wind-stricken barns stand out in the low-domed hills and shine with a ...
Moving in Winter (Adrienne Rich Poems)
Their life, collapsed like unplayed cards, is carried piecemeal through the snow; Headboard and footboard now, the bed where she ...
Widow McFarlane (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I was the Widow McFarlane, Weaver of carpets for all the village. And I pity you still at the loom ...
Upon Appleton House, to My Lord Fairfax (Andrew Marvell Poems)
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...