Sweet Stay-at-Home (William Henry Davies Poem)
Sweet Stay-at-Home, sweet Well-content, Thou knowest of no strange continent; Thou hast not felt thy bosom keep A gentle motion ...
Poems about pick (51 Poems)
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 ...
Hide and Seek (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
All the trees are sleeping, all the winds are still, All the flocks of fleecy clouds have wandered past the ...
When I count the seeds (Emily Dickinson Poem)
When I count the seeds That are sown beneath, To bloom so, bye and bye -- When I con the ...
The Way I read a Letter’s — this — (Emily Dickinson Poems)
The Way I read a Letter's -- this -- 'Tis first -- I lock the Door -- And push it ...
I tend my flowers for thee (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I tend my flowers for thee -- Bright Absentee! My Fuchsia's Coral Seams Rip -- while the Sower -- dreams ...
What we see we know somewhat (Emily Dickinson Poem)
What we see we know somewhat Be it but a little -- What we don't surmise we do Though it ...
Went up a year this evening! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Went up a year this evening! I recollect it well! Amid no bells nor bravoes The bystanders will tell! Cheerful ...
Blame Katrina, or Larry. (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
You may have heard a dumb-ass claim that Katrina, a hurricane, is to blame for current stress upon our fiscal ...
Autumn Love (Li Ching Chao Poem)
Search. Search. Seek. Seek. Cold. Cold. Clear. Clear. Sorrow. Sorrow. Pain. Pain. Hot flashes. Sudden chills. Stabbing pains. Slow agonies. ...
The Task: Book VI, The Winter Walk at Noon (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
Thus heav'nward all things tend. For all were once Perfect, and all must be at length restor'd. So God has ...
The Sower (William Cowper Poem)
(Matthew, xiii.3) Ye sons of earth prepare the plough, Break up your fallow ground; The sower is gone forth to ...
The Friar’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
A Wicker Basket (Robert Creeley Poem)
Comes the time when it's later and onto your table the headwaiter puts the bill, and very soon after rings ...
Phantasmagoria CANTO V ( Byckerment ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"DON'T they consult the 'Victims,' though?" I said. "They should, by rights, Give them a chance - because, you know, ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The house where I was born (07) (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
I remember, it was a morning, in summer, The window was half-open, I drew near, I could see my father ...
Hospital For Defectives (Thomas Blackburn Poem)
By your unnumbered charities A miracle disclose, Lord of the Images, whose love The eyelids and the rose Takes for ...
The Girt Woak Tree (Ingeborg Bachmann Poem)
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
The Girt Woak Tree (William Barnes Poem)
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
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 8 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
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! ...
Dream Song 88: Op. posth. no. 11 (John Berryman Poem)
In slack times visit I the violent dead and pick their awful brains. Most seem to feel nothing is secret ...
Dream Song 42: O journeyer, deaf in the mould, insane (John Berryman Poem)
O journeyer, deaf in the mould, insane with violent travel & death: consider me in my cast, your first son. ...
Ill-Starred (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
To bear a weight that cannot be borne, Sisyphus, even you aren't that strong, Although your heart cannot be torn ...
Pan and Luna (Robert Browning Poem)
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...
Fra Lippo Lippi (Robert Browning Poem)
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...