My Retreat (Jose Rizal Poems)
Beside a spacious beach of fine and delicate sandand at the foot of a mountain greener than a leaf,I planted ...
Poems about disregarded (14 Poems)
To My Own Heart (Mary Jane Jewsbury Poems)
I am a little world made cunningly.Donne.COME, let me sound thy depths, unquiet seaOf thought and passion; let thy wild ...
Not Understood (James Brunton Stephens Poems)
Not understood, we move along asunder; Our paths grow wider as the seasons creepAlong the years; we marvel and we wonder Why ...
Not Understood (Thomas Bracken Poems)
Not understood, we move along asunder;Our paths grow wider as the seasons creepAlong the years; we marvel and we wonderWhy ...
The Kalevala – Rune XVII (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
WAINAMOINEN FINDS THE LOST-WORD.Wainamoinen, old and truthful,Did not learn the words of magicIn Tuoni's gloomy regions,In the kingdom of Manala.Thereupon ...
Evening (Anne Batten Cristall Poems)
GERTRUDE.IN clouds drew on the evening's close, Which cross the west in ranges stood, As pensive GERTRUDE sought the wood, ...
Patience (Caroline Fry Poems)
Patience, when heathen darkness veil'd the world,Was that high spirit of unbending pride,That dar'd to err, but was asham'd to ...
The Wild Rose (George Meredith Poems)
High climbs June's wild rose,Her bush all blooms in a swarm;And swift from the bud she blows,In a day when ...
Evening: Barents Sea (Ben Jonson Poems)
The trawl of unquiet mind drops asternGreat lucid streamers bar the sky ahead(bifurcated banners at a tourney)light alchemizes the brass ...
A tall, strapping shot, you, considerate hunter… (Boris Pasternak Poems)
A tall, strapping shot, you, considerate hunter,Phantom with gun at the flood of my soul,Do not destroy me now as ...
The Bugler’s First Communion (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poems)
A buglar boy from barrack (it is over the hill There)-boy bugler, born, he tells me, of Irish Mother to ...
All Distance (Erin Belieu Poem)
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
WALKING WITH ANGELS (Emanuel Xavier Poems)
for Lindsay AIDS knows the condom wrapped penetration of strangers and lovers, deep inside only a tear away from risk ...
Sunday Morning (Wallace Stevens Poems)
1 Complacencies of the peignoir, and late Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair, And the green freedom of a ...