Terence, This is Stupid Stuff (A. E. Housman Poem)
'TERENCE, this is stupid stuff: You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see ...
Poems about muck (21 Poems)
in search of milk and paradise (Rg Gregory Poem)
heeley (sheffield) autumn 1988 dodging the broken bottles dog-shit the pavement spew i wheel my young son matthew through the ...
Tear It Down (Jack Gilbert Poem)
We find out the heart only by dismantling what the heart knows. By redefining the morning, we find a morning ...
Sunflower Sutra (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern ...
Pulling Up Lily Pads (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
So rich the stew the memory coming back to me the paddle blade cut into the water pulling up lily ...
Down by the River (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Down by the river, we played, dreamed, explored alone and together, bikes left by the rock piles, Climbing, hiking, claiming ...
Richness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Vetted, checked, rechecked Branch on branch Dead ends and richness Teasing truths from the muck Seeing possibilities in hypothetical, Looping ...
Future Curmudgeons (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I can see them, In my mind, Fifty years hence Two old friends, by then Friendly banter, tall tales Fish ...
Many red devils ran from my heart (Stephen Crane Poem)
Many red devils ran from my heart And out upon the page, They were so tiny The pen could mash ...
Auschwitz Rose (Michael Burch Poem)
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar, a rose like Sharon's, lovely as her name. The world forgot ...
Testament (Wendell Berry Poem)
1. Dear relatives and friends, when my last breath Grows large and free in air, don't call it death -- ...
Heretic’s Tragedy, The (Robert Browning Poems)
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
The Redeemer (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
Darkness: the rain sluiced down; the mire was deep; It was past twelve on a mid-winter night, When peaceful folk ...
The Shooting Of Dan McGrew (Robert William Service Poems)
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon; The kid that handles the music-box was ...
Conrad in Twilight (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Conrad, Conrad, aren't you old To sit so late in your mouldy garden? And I think Conrad knows it well, ...
To Be of Use (Marge Piercy Poems)
The people I love the best jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows and swim off with ...
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 ...
Conversation with Comrade Lenin (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
Awhirl with events, packed with jobs one too many, the day slowly sinks as the night shadows fall. There are ...
The Sentry (Wilfred Owen Poems)
We'd found an old Boche dug-out, and he knew, And gave us hell, for shell on frantic shell Hammered on ...
Job Interview (William Matthews Poems)
Think you, if Laura had been Petrarch's wife He would have written sonnets all his life? DON JUAN, III, 63-4 ...
Marine Snow At Mid-Depths And Down (Thomas Lux Poems)
As you descend, slowly, falling faster past you this snow, ghostly, some flakes bio- luminescent (you plunge, and this lit ...