The Giver of Stars (Amy Lowell Poem)
Hold your soul open for my welcoming. Let the quiet of your spirit bathe me With its clear and rippled ...
Poems about coolness (31 Poems)
Azure and Gold (Amy Lowell Poem)
April had covered the hills With flickering yellows and reds, The sparkle and coolness of snow Was blown from the ...
Hiawatha’s Departure (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
By the shore of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, At the doorway of his wigwam, In the pleasant Summer ...
Two Months (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
June No hope, no change! The clouds have shut us in, And through the cloud the sullen Sun strikes down ...
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 ...
Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
two spanish poems (Rg Gregory Poem)
(a) orihuela-time the sun in orihuela calms the dust and people glide about the streets at ease (problems left indoors ...
TO FATHER* KRONOS. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
(* In the original, Schwager, which has the twofold meaning of brother-in-law and postilion.) HASTEN thee, ...
PREMATURE SPRING. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
DAYS full of rapture, Are ye renew'd ?-- Smile in the sunlight Mountain and wood? Streams richer laden Flow through ...
AUTUMN FEELINGS. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
FLOURISH greener, as ye clamber, Oh ye leaves, to seek my chamber, Up the trellis'd vine on high! May ye ...
More Wonderful (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
More wonderful than we can comprehend greatly to be praised our God coming to set us free giving his life ...
A Coolness this Morning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
After days in the eighties and nineties a coolness this morning the grip of the heat gone the dew heavy ...
Sticky Air (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not like summer hot humidity a coolness of spring light on the air Yet the sounds, the motion the waking ...
Slowing Our Steps (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Slowing our steps measured steps, of remembrance pilgrims, yoking our lives with Christ and with the first disciples journeying with ...
The Double Ninth Festival (Li Ching Chao Poem)
To the tune of "Intoxicated Under the Shadow of Flowers" Light mists and heavy clouds, melancholy the long dreary day. ...
Inscription For A Fountain On A Heath (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
This Sycamore, oft musical with bees,-- Such tents the Patriarchs loved ! O long unharmed May all its ag?d boughs ...
Self-Portrait At 28 (David Berman Poem)
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
Summer Wind (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no ...
Coolness (Yosa Buson Poem)
Coolness-- the sound of the bell as it leaves the bell. (Yosa Buson)
Words For Departure (Louise Bogan Poem)
Nothing was remembered, nothing forgotten. When we awoke, wagons were passing on the warm summer pavements, The window-sills were wet ...
Coolness of the melons (Matsuo Basho Poem)
Coolness of the melons flecked with mud in the morning dew. (Matsuo Basho)
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Requiem (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
Buried Life, The (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
The Buried Life (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
The Garret (Ezra Pound Poems)
Come, let us pity those who are better off than we are. Come, my friend, and remember that the rich ...
Aurora Prone (Les Murray Poems)
The lemon sunlight poured out far between things inhabits a coolness. Mosquitoes have subsided, flies are for later heat. Every ...