Of The Nature Of Things: Book IV – Part 02 – Existence And Character Of The Images (Lucretius Poems)
But since I've taught already of what sortThe seeds of all things are, and how distinctIn divers forms they flit ...
Poems about cores (13 Poems)
Book IV – Part 02 – Existence And Character Of The Images (Lucretius Poems)
But since I've taught already of what sortThe seeds of all things are, and how distinctIn divers forms they flit ...
Bryan, Bryan, Bryan, Bryan (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
IIn a nation of one hundred fine, mob-hearted, lynching, relenting, repenting millions,There are plenty of sweeping, swinging, stinging, gorgeous things ...
Golden Dell (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
BEYOND our moss-grown pathway liesA dell so fair, to genial eyes,It dawns an ever-fresh surprise!To touch its charms with gentler ...
A Trifle To A friend, (Mattie Griffith Browne Poems)
ON THE EVE OF HIS DEPARTURE FOR EUROPE.THOU'LT leave us! O'er the wild waves of the deep,Where winds in fierce ...
Still Life (Minoru Yoshioka Poems)
Inside the rigid-surfaced bowl of the night,increasing vividness,autumn fruit.Apple and pear and grape varieties,every one of them,piled up as they ...
Buddha in Glory (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
Center of all centers, core of cores,almond self-enclosed, and growing sweet—all this universe, to the furthest starsall beyond them, is ...
When! (Edith Nesbit Poems)
WHEN I am young again I'll hoard my bliss, Nor deem that inexhaustible it is, Remembering old age comes after ...
London Voluntaries IV: Out of the Poisonous East (William Ernest Henley Poem)
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
Rock us to our core (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Rock us to our core that we may truly live epiphany of your love pouring down on us The Christ, ...
Fiesta Melons (Sylvia Plath Poems)
In Benidorm there are melons, Whole donkey-carts full Of innumerable melons, Ovals and balls, Bright green and thumpable Laced over ...
Burning Off (Dorothea Mackeller Poems)
They're burning off at the Rampadells, The tawny flames uprise, With greedy licking around the trees; The fierce breath sears ...
Burning Off (Dorothea MacKellar Poems)
They're burning off at the Rampadells, The tawny flames uprise, With greedy licking around the trees; The fierce breath sears ...