Roses And Rue (Leigh Gordon Giltner Poems)
I.A swift thought flashed to my mind that dayWhen I first saw you, regally tall'Mid a throng of pigmies--a very ...
Poems about leashed (13 Poems)
The Carver In Stone (John Drinkwater Poems)
He was a man with wide and patient eyes,Grey, like the drift of twitch-fires blown in June,That, without fearing, searched ...
Grant’s Dirge (George Parsons Lathrop Poems)
IAh, who shall sound the hero's funeral march?And what shall be the music of his dirge?No single voice may chant ...
Crane (Padraic Colum Poems)
I KNOW you, Crane:I, too, have waited,Waited until my heartMelted to little pools around my feet!Comer in the morning ere ...
Alsace-Lorraine (George Meredith Poems)
IThe sister Hours in circles linked,Daughters of men, of men the mates,Are gone on flow with the day that winked,With ...
Orient Ode (Francis Thompson Poems)
Lo, in the sanctuaried East,Day, a dedicated priestIn all his robes pontifical exprest,Lifteth slowly, lifteth sweetly,From out its Orient tabernacle ...
Sonnet LIV: Love’s Fatality (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
Sweet Love,-but oh! most dread Desire of LoveLife-thwarted. Linked in gyves I saw them stand,Love shackled with Vain-longing, hand to ...
Aviator (E Denyer Cox Poems)
So carefullyThe eye glances along the sights,The instinctive mind calculates familiar data;Ease forward, control and fall.A white blur of faceStorms ...
Sunday (Ernesto Trejo Poems)
—for my fatherYesterday was Sunday. Your grandsonstared at your feet and foundthe eclipse that moved for yearsacross your nails. He ...
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, ...
Phallus (Alec Derwent Hope Poem)
This was the gods' god, The leashed divinity, Divine divining rod And Me within the me. By mindlight tower and ...
Dead man’s clothes (Ivan Donn Carswell Poems)
Growing up, I propose, is like wearing a dead man's clothes. Death has a way of levelling the ground. I ...
The Book of Annandale (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
I Partly to think, more to be left alone, George Annandale said something to his friends- A word or two, ...