Sweeney (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was somewhere in September, and the sun was going down, When I came, in search of `copy', to a ...
Poems about copy (31 Poems)
The Mother Poem (two) (Jackie Kay Poem)
I always wanted to give birth Do that incredible natural thing That women do-I nearly broke down When I heard ...
The Mary Gloster (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
A Pindaric Ode (Ben Jonson Poem)
THE TURN Brave infant of Saguntum, clear Thy coming forth in that great year, When the prodigious Hannibal did crown ...
A Part of an Ode (Ben Jonson Poem)
to the Immortal Memory and Friendship of that noble pair, Sir Lucius Cary and Sir H. Morison IT is not ...
People Who Live (Erica Jong Poem)
People who live by the sea understand eternity. They copy the curves of the waves, their hearts beat with the ...
The Thanksgiving (George Herbert Poem)
Oh King of grief! (a title strange, yet true, To thee of all kings only due) Oh King of wounds! ...
Gioconda And Si-Ya-U (Nazim Hikmet Poem)
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
Double Red Daisies (Robert Graves Poem)
Double red daisies, they're my flowers, Which nobody else may grow. In a big quarrelsome house like ours They try ...
Fear of the Lord (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not our equal merely in his image a pale copy, feet of clay dust into whom you alone breathe life ...
A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books (Robert Frost Poems)
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
Musketaquid (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Because I was content with these poor fields, Low open meads, slender and sluggish streams, And found a home in ...
Yes (Denise Duhamel Poem)
According to Culture Shock: A Guide to Customs and Etiquette of Filipinos, when my husband says yes, he could also ...
Belshazzar had a Letter — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Belshazzar had a Letter -- He never had but one -- Belshazzar's Correspondent Concluded and begun In that immortal Copy ...
Thesaurus (Billy Collins Poem)
It could be the name of a prehistoric beast that roamed the Paleozoic earth, rising up on its hind legs ...
Silence (Billy Collins Poem)
Now it is time to say what you have to say. The room is quiet. The whirring fan has been ...
Marginalia (Billy Collins Poem)
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
Hymn To Death (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Part 9 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Xerox Candy Bar (Richard Brautigan Poem)
Ah, you're just a copy of all the candy bars I've ever eaten. (Richard Brautigan)
To Mary, On Receiving Her Picture (Lord Byron Poem)
This faint resemblance of thy charms, (Though strong as mortal art could give,) My constant heart of fear disarms, Revives ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Old Pictures In Florence (Robert Browning Poem)
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
91. The Vision (Robert Burns Poems)
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
280. The Kirk of Scotland’s Alarm: A Ballad (Robert Burns Poems)
ORTHODOX! orthodox, who believe in John Knox, Let me sound an alarm to your conscience: A heretic blast has been ...
Past And Future (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
MY future will not copy fair my past On any leaf but Heaven's. Be fully done Supernal Will ! I ...