First Songs (Hilda Conkling Poems)
IROSY plum-tree, think of meWhen Spring comes down the world!IIThere's dozens full of dandelionsDown in the field:Little gold plates,Little gold ...
Poems about plum-tree (12 Poems)
Perfume Laden Air (Sugawara Takesue no Musume Poems)
When from the neighbouring garden the perfume-laden airSaturates my soul with memories,Rises the thought of the beloved plum-treeBlooming under the ...
You Gave Me Words Of Hope (Sugawara Takesue no Musume Poems)
You gave me words of hope, are they not long delayed?The plum-tree is remembered by the Spring,Though it seemed dead ...
The Return (Edith Nesbit Poems)
The grass was gray with the moonlit dew,The stones were white as I came through;I came down the path by ...
Three Songs Of Shattering (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
IThe first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief of ...
Interlude (Amy Lowell Poems)
When I have baked white cakes And grated green almonds to spread on them; When I have picked the green ...
Old Scent Of The Plum-Tree (Edward Powys Mathers Poems)
Translated From the Japanese of Fujiwara Ietaka. (1158-1237).Remembering what passedUnder the scent of the plum-tree,I asked the plum-tree for tidingsOf ...
Invitation (Edward Powys Mathers Poems)
Translated From the Japanese of a Courtesan of Nagasaki.The chief flowerOf the plum-tree of this isleOpens to-night....Come, singing to the ...
Garden Francies (Robert Browning Poem)
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
Bird Sanctuary (Robert William Service Poems)
Between the cliff-rise and the beach A slip of emerald I own; With fig and olive, almond, peach, cherry and ...
Parting (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
How I have felt that thing that's called 'to part', and feel it still: a dark, invincible, cruel something by ...
Three Songs Of Shattering (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
I The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief ...