Marie Bateson (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
You observe the carven handWith the index finger pointing heavenward.That is the direction, no doubt.But how shall one follow it?It ...
Poems about index (21 Poems)
Mud Soup (Carolyn Kizer Poem)
1. Had the ham bone, had the lentils, Got to meat store for the salt pork, Got to grocery for ...
People Who Live (Erica Jong Poem)
People who live by the sea understand eternity. They copy the curves of the waves, their hearts beat with the ...
A Familiar Letter (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
YES, write, if you want to, there's nothing like trying; Who knows what a treasure your casket may hold? I'll ...
War Profit Litany (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
To Ezra Pound These are the names of the companies that have made money from this war nineteenhundredsixtyeight Annodomini fourthousand ...
Passim (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The Bible, the ultimate frequently cited authority, the basis for the arguments over and over again. A legal term of ...
Pumpkin Seeds (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Under the canopy over the lake on the flat surface of the pier next to the boat moored there I ...
The Curtain (Hayden Carruth Poem)
Just over the horizon a great machine of death is roaring and rearing. One can hear it always. Earthquake, starvation, ...
Chaplinesque (Hart Crane Poem)
We will make our meek adjustments, Contented with such random consolations As the wind deposits In slithered and too ample ...
The Curse (John Berryman Poem)
Cedars and the westward sun. The darkening sky. A man alone Watches beside the fallen wall The evening multitudes of ...
246. Song-Robin Shure in Hairst (Robert Burns Poem)
HIS face with smile eternal drest, Just like the Landlord's to his Guest's, High as they hang with creaking din, ...
Night: San Francisco (Deborah Ager Poem)
Rain drenches the patio stones. All night was spent waiting for an earthquake, and instead water stains sand with its ...
The Marriage of Heaven and Hell (William Blake Poems)
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
From Pent-up Aching Rivers. (Walt Whitman Poems)
FROM pent-up, aching rivers; From that of myself, without which I were nothing; From what I am determin'd to make ...
The Assassin (Anne Sexton Poems)
The correct death is written in. I will fill the need. My bow is stiff. My bow is in readiness. ...
On A Register For A Bible (William Strode Poems)
I am the faythfull deputy Unto your fading memory. Your Index long in search doth hold; Your folded wrinkles make ...
Hillcrest (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
(To Mrs. Edward MacDowell) No sound of any storm that shakes Old island walls with older seas Comes here where ...
Linda Pastan – Vermilion (Linda Pastan Poems)
Pierre Bonnard would enter the museum with a tube of paint in his pocket and a sable brush. Then violating ...
Between Games (Vasko Popa Poems)
Nobody rests This one constantly shifts his eyes Hangs them on his head And whether he wants it or not ...
Child of Europe (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
1 We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day. Who in May admire trees flowering Are better than those ...
Marie Bateson (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
You observe the carven hand With the index finger pointing heavenward. That is the direction, no doubt. But how shall ...