The Science Of The Night (Stanley Kunitz Poem)
I touch you in the night, whose gift was you, My careless sprawler, And I touch you cold, unstirring, star-bemused, ...
Poems about crab (31 Poems)
shaw and jung (Rg Gregory Poem)
shaw had the gift of the crab how he took the straight idea and scuttled with it sideways marking sand ...
Plutonian Ode (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there a new thing under the Sun? At last inquisitive ...
Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Someone Inside (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The whelk shell, a potential treasure just about the tideline as the tide was going out heavier than to be ...
Hidden in the Tide Pools (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Whole complete worlds unaware of my own oblivious to my presence, unless I block the light living, between the tides, ...
Burgundy Blooms (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Looking up, hard to differentiate a saturation of burgundy blooms the crab apple rich color the petals, the stamen, the ...
Creatures of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The creatures of the air are the creatures of creation Birds, bats, flying squirrel, flying fish, cardinals, crow, pelican, penguin, ...
New Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Metamorphosis, like a snake casting off an old skin, a crab an outgrown shell, or maybe more akin to a ...
A Glint of Christmas (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
March light hitting a string of small white Christmas lights green wire, trying to blend in with the branches, ready ...
Tide Pools (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Tide pools caught in the rocks fishbowls without bubblers waiting for the tide change Microcosm of the sea under glass ...
Asparagus (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Mr. Ramsbottom went to the races, A thing as he'd ne'er done before, And as luck always follers beginners, Won ...
Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages (T. S. Eliot Poem)
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
Rhapsody on a Windy Night (T. S. Eliot Poem)
TWELVE o'clock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a lunar synthesis, Whispering lunar incantations Dissolve the floors of ...
The Sea-Child (Eliza Cook Poem)
HE crawls to the cliff and plays on a brink Where every eye but his own would shrink; No music ...
The Copernican System (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
The Sun revolving on his axis turns, And with creative fire intensely burns; Impell'd by forcive air, our Earth supreme, ...
Clemente’s Images (Robert Creeley Poems)
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Variations on ‘The short night (Yosa Buson Poems)
Below are eleven Buson haiku beginning with the phrase 'The short night--' The short night-- on the hairy caterpillar beads ...
Dream Song 107: Three ‘coons come at his garbage. He be cross (John Berryman Poems)
Three 'coons come at his garbage. He be cross, I figuring porcupine & took Sir poker unbarring Mr door, & ...
Dream Song 70: Disengaged, bloody, Henry rose from the shell (John Berryman Poem)
Disengaged, bloody, Henry rose from the shell where in theior racing start his seat got wedged under his knifing knees, ...
Giant Toad (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
I am too big. Too big by far. Pity me. My eyes bulge and hurt. They are my one great ...
A Letter From Li Po (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Shit List; Or, Omnium-gatherum Of Diversity Into Unity (A. R. Ammons Poem)
You'll rejoice at how many kinds of shit there are: gosling shit (which J. Williams said something was as green ...
Saturday Night in the Parthenon (Kenneth Patchen Poems)
Tiny green birds skate over the surface of the room. A naked girl prepares a basin with steaming water, And ...
Tale Of A Tub (Sylvia Plath Poems)
The photographic chamber of the eye records bare painted walls, while an electric light lays the chromium nerves of plumbing ...
I Only Am Escaped Alone to Tell Thee (Howard Nemerov Poems)
I tell you that I see her still At the dark entrance of the hall. One gas lamp burning near ...
Crab (Sharon Olds Poems)
When I eat crab, slide the rosy rubbery claw across my tongue I think of my mother. She'd drive down ...
Paradise Lost: Book 10 (John Milton Poems)
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
Apples (Laurie Lee Poems)
Behold the apples' rounded worlds: juice-green of July rain, the black polestar of flowers, the rind mapped with its crimson ...