The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Poems about knack (21 Poems)
A Distance From The Sea (Weldon Kees Poem)
To Ernest Brace "And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard ...
The Instructor (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
At times when under cover I 'ave said, To keep my spirits up an' raise a laugh, 'Earin 'im pass ...
from the Ansty Experience (Rg Gregory Poem)
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
AFRICAN WRITINGS (Godfrey Mutiso Gorry Poem)
If you meet literature from Africa Or even their mentors In such works You realize a trait of madness Pumping ...
Repair Shop (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I can remember it so well his small one-room repair shop in the back corner of our back yard with ...
Oh, She is Old (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A Decade, double digits and all of that Today is her birthday so give a cheer for the divine Miss ...
Little Mack (Eugene Field Poem)
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh, We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O ...
The Old Man’s Calendar (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Dream Song 45: He stared at ruin. Ruin stared straight back (John Berryman Poem)
He stared at ruin. Ruin stared straight back. He thought they was old friends. He felt on the stair where ...
A Satyre Against Mankind (John Wilmot Poems)
Were I - who to my cost already am One of those strange, prodigious creatures, man - A spirit free ...
Satyr (John Wilmot Poems)
Were I (who to my cost already am One of those strange prodigious Creatures Man) A Spirit free, to choose ...
Verses on the Death of Doctor Swift (Jonathan Swift Poems)
As Rochefoucauld his maxims drew From nature, I believe 'em true: They argue no corrupted mind In him; the fault ...
The Odyssey Of ‘Erbert ‘Iggins (Robert William Service Poems)
Me and Ed and a stretcher Out on the nootral ground. (If there's one dead corpse, I'll betcher There's a ...
The Lawyers Know Too Much (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE LAWYERS, Bob, know too much. They are chums of the books of old John Marshall. They know it all, ...
EPISTLE II: TO A LADY (Of the Characters of Women) (Alexander Pope Poems)
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
The Dream Of Wearing Shorts Forever (Les Murray Poems)
To go home and wear shorts forever in the enormous paddocks, in that warm climate, adding a sweater when winter ...
The Black Monkey (Katherine Mansfield Poems)
My Babbles has a nasty knack Of keeping monkeys on her back. A great big black one comes and swings ...