The Book of Hours of Sister Clotilde (Amy Lowell Poem)
The Bell in the convent tower swung. High overhead the great sun hung, A navel for the curving sky. The ...
Poems about crocus (30 Poems)
A Letter (Anthony Hecht Poem)
I have been wondering What you are thinking about, and by now suppose It is certainly not me. But the ...
In My Own Shire, If I Was Sad (A. E. Housman Poem)
In my own shire, if I was sad, Homely comforters I had: The earth, because my heart was sore, Sorrowed ...
The Year’s Awakening (Thomas Hardy Poems)
How do you know that the pilgrim track Along the belting zodiac Swept by the sun in his seeming rounds ...
NEXT YEAR’S SPRING. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
THE bed of flowers Loosens amain, The beauteous snowdrops Droop o'er the plain. The crocus opens Its glowing bud, Like ...
Nostos (Louise Gluck Poem)
There was an apple tree in the yard -- this would have been forty years ago -- behind, only meadows. ...
The Image of a Tulip (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The perennials rising so quickly wondering how they grow so fast The image of a tulip, of a crocus, a ...
Almost Ready (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The bloom almost ready the petals yet to unfurl The crocus, cobalt, nascent up through the soil The leaves at ...
from its slumber (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Newborn, rising from the earth the warming, changing, the rich wet soil the crocus rising from its slumber bursting forth ...
Silver Ribbon (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Fingers of silver ribbon gently, subtly swaying moving ever so slightly spring rain glistening on the ribbons of the crocus ...
A Dying Bloom (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Nestled, sheltered against the warm brick the foundation of the church the dying bloom of the now lavender crocus Unfurled ...
Coming Thunder (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
First storm of the year thickening sky, heavy air darkening below the blue weight on the limbs the leaves turned ...
Flood-Tide of Flowers (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
IN HOLLAND The laggard winter ebbed so slow With freezing rain and melting snow, It seemed as if the earth ...
Evadne (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
I first tasted under Apollo's lips, love and love sweetness, I, Evadne; my hair is made of crisp violets or ...
Whose are the little beds, I asked (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Whose are the little beds, I asked Which in the valleys lie? Some shook their heads, and others smiled -- ...
All these my banners be. (Emily Dickinson Poem)
All these my banners be. I sow my pageantry In May -- It rises train by train -- Then sleeps ...
The feet of people walking home (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go -- The Crocus -- til she rises The Vassal of ...
Voyages II (Hart Crane Poem)
--And yet this great wink of eternity, Of rimless floods, unfettered leewardings, Samite sheeted and processioned where Her undinal vast ...
Memory (Anne Bronte Poem)
Brightly the sun of summer shone, Green fields and waving woods upon, And soft winds wandered by; Above, a sky ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
Obermann Once More (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
An Autumn Evening (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
Dark hills against a hollow crocus sky Scarfed with its crimson pennons, and below The dome of sunset long, hushed ...
November Evening (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
Come, for the dusk is our own; let us fare forth together, With a quiet delight in our hearts for ...
Twilight (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
From vales of dawn hath Day pursued the Night Who mocking fled, swift-sandalled, to the west, Nor ever lingered in ...
Phoebus with Admetus (George Meredith Poems)
WHEN by Zeus relenting the mandate was revoked, Sentencing to exile the bright Sun-God, Mindful were the ploughmen of who ...
Paradise Lost: Book 04 (John Milton Poems)
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
Spring (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
To what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough. You can no longer quiet me with the ...
Once (Philip Levine Poems)
Hungry and cold, I stood in a doorway on Delancey Street in 1946 as the rain came down. The worst ...
Ode To The Johns Hopkins University (Sidney Lanier Poems)
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...