Those in the Boat (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Before their shouts of praise confession he was the Son of God What were they thinking, those in the boat? ...
Poems about huddled (31 Poems)
In His Talons (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Okay, so I don't know it was a male hawk; but "in its talons" didn't sound as good; but I ...
Stories (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
So many stories, many of pain on the faces, in the eyes, the furtive eyes, the postures, the countenance of ...
Raw Air (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Cold, raw air Wet thick air enveloped me on the walk to school wrapped its arms around me chilled me ...
A Prayer at Your Bedside (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I raced from court We stood beside you, beside the hospital bed, awaiting the surgeon Husband and pastor, touching you, ...
Bag Of Mice (Nick Flynn Poem)
I dreamt your suicide note was scrawled in pencil on a brown paperbag, & in the bag were six baby ...
Reluctance (Robert Frost Poem)
Out through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of ...
The Death of the Hired Man (Robert Frost Poem)
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on ...
The Sleepers (William Henry Davies Poem)
As I walked down the waterside This silent morning, wet and dark; Before the cocks in farmyards crowed, Before the ...
Metro North (Mark Doty Poem)
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
The Ancient World (Mark Doty Poem)
Today the Masons are auctioning their discarded pomp: a trunk of turbans, gemmed and ostrich-plumed, and operetta costumes labeled inside ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Forsaken promises (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Nothing came to claim my muse, instead I dreamed of freedoms neatly folded in a treasure chest lying in the ...
Antichrist, or the Reunion of Christendom: An Ode (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Are they clinging to their crosses, F. E. Smith, Where the Breton boat-fleet tosses, Are they, Smith? Do they, fasting, ...
There were many who went in huddled procession (Stephen Crane Poem)
There were many who went in huddled procession, They knew not whither; But, at any rate, success or calamity Would ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
At The Other End Of The Telescope (George Bradley Poem)
the people are very small and shrink, dwarves on the way to netsuke hell bound for a flea circus in ...
The Plantster’s Vision (John Betjeman Poems)
Cut down that timber! Bells, too many and strong, Pouring their music through the branches bare, From moon-white church towers ...
The Night Journey (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Hands and lit faces eddy to a line; The dazed last minutes click; the clamour dies. Beyond the great-swung arc ...
The White Peacock (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
The Hemp (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
Poor Devil! (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Well, I was tired of life; the silly folk, The tiresome noises, all the common things I loved once, crushed ...
Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
Part 2 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Andrea del Sarto (Robert Browning Poem)
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 08: Coffins: Interlude (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 06: Over the darkened city, the city of towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, 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 ...
Inferno Canto02 (Dante Alighieri Poem)
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...