Lines Written In The Fannie Farmer Cookbook (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
You won't become a gourmet* cook By studying our Fannie's book-- Her thoughts on Food & Keeping House Are scarcely ...
Poems about house (49 Poems)
Visits To St. Elizabeths (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
This is the house of Bedlam. This is the man that lies in the house of Bedlam. This is the ...
Song For The Rainy Season (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Hidden, oh hidden in the high fog the house we live in, beneath the magnetic rock, rain-, rainbow-ridden, where blood-black ...
The End Of March (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
For John Malcolm Brinnin and Bill Read: Duxbury It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk ...
Poem (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
The Armadillo (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
For Robert Lowell This is the time of year when almost every night the frail, illegal fire balloons appear. Climbing ...
Letter To N.Y. (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
For Louise Crane In your next letter I wish you'd say where you are going and what you are doing; ...
The Moose (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
Sestina (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
September rain falls on the house. In the failing light, the old grandmother sits in the kitchen with the child ...
Agatha (Alfred Austin Poem)
SHE wanders in the April woods, That glisten with the fallen shower; She leans her face against the buds, She ...
Pictures of Home (Julie Hill Alger Poem)
In the red-roofed stucco house of my childhood, the dining room was screened off by folding doors with small glass ...
In the 70’s, I Confused Macram? and Macabre (Kelli Russell Agodon Poems)
I. I wanted the macabre plant holder hanging in Janet and Chrissy's apartment. My friend said her cousin tried to ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter (Conrad Aiken Poem)
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 06: Portrait Of One Dead (Conrad Aiken Poem)
This is the house. On one side there is darkness, On one side there is light. Into the darkness you ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 07: Two Lovers: Overtones (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 05: The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . . It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and falls ...
The House Of Dust: Introduction (Conrad Aiken Poem)
THE HOUSE OF DUST A Symphony BY CONRAD AIKEN To Jessie NOTE . . . Parts of this poem have ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
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. ...
Robin Redbreast (William Allingham Poem)
Good-bye, good-bye to Summer! For Summer's nearly done; The garden smiling faintly, Cool breezes in the sun; Our Thrushes now ...
The Eviction (William Allingham Poem)
In early morning twilight, raw and chill, Damp vapours brooding on the barren hill, Through miles of mire in steady ...
Adieu to Belshanny (William Allingham Poem)
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
Abbey Assaroe (William Allingham Poem)
Gray, gray is Abbey Assaroe, by Belashanny town, It has neither door nor window, the walls are broken down; The ...
The Sale of Saint Thomas (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
See they come, post haste from Thanet (Jane Austen Poem)
See they come, post haste from Thanet, Lovely couple, side by side; They've left behind them Richard Kennet With the ...
An Improvisation For Angular Momentum (A. R. Ammons Poem)
Walking is like imagination, a single step dissolves the circle into motion; the eye here and there rests on a ...
The Sentence (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
And the stone word fell On my still-living breast. Never mind, I was ready. I will manage somehow. Today I ...
Lot’s Wife (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
And the just man trailed God's shining agent, over a black mountain, in his giant track, while a restless voice ...
Requiem (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...