Lines (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Spoken by Miss Ada Rehan at the Lyceum Theatre, July 23, 1890, at a performance on behalf of Lady Jeune's ...
Poems about races (31 Poems)
Freedoms Plow (Langston Hughes Poem)
When a man starts out with nothing, When a man starts out with his hands Empty, but clean, When a ...
Theme For English B (Langston Hughes Poem)
The instructor said, Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you-- Then, it ...
MY GODDESS. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
SAY, which Immortal Merits the highest reward? With none contend I, But I will give it To the aye-changing, Ever-moving ...
All Others (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All made in God's image none left behind all of us the same no races, no genders nothing to set ...
All Equal (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the story in Luke all equal, in the coming of the Lord none better, none left out his ministry, ...
Time for the Fair (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The cold in the air reminds me of the country fair the candied apple, the hot burnt sausage sub the ...
Four Races (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
There was symmetry, balance in the telling of the story around the fire of the connection of the four races ...
Hearing Our Story (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Told by her, in her language our story, of all people around the fire, in the circle The meaning within ...
Charlie (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
King of the floor At 4 years old The host of new arrivals The smile through the pain. Personal barbers ...
Cards (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A cluster of assorted bicycles Strewn in a yard yesterday afternoon Trigger of a memory, a moment A time in ...
The Vanishing Red (Robert Frost Poem)
He is said to have been the last Red man In Action. And the Miller is said to have laughed-- ...
Asparagus (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Mr. Ramsbottom went to the races, A thing as he'd ne'er done before, And as luck always follers beginners, Won ...
Monadnoc (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
Ode To William H. Channing (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Though loth to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My buried thought For the priest's cant, Or ...
Lying Down (Robert Desnos Poem)
To the right, the sky, to the left, the sea. And before your eyes, the grass and its flowers. A ...
Snow (John Davidson Poem)
'Who affirms that crystals are alive?' I affirm it, let who will deny: Crystals are engendered, wax and thrive, Wane ...
We talked with each other about each other (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We talked with each other about each other Though neither of us spoke -- We were listening to the seconds' ...
I think the Hemlock likes to stand (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I think the Hemlock likes to stand Upon a Marge of Snow -- It suits his own Austerity -- And ...
I found the words to every thought (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I found the words to every thought I ever had -- but One -- And that -- defies me -- ...
The Disciples (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
"To Lionel Engers-Kennedy: to the memory of Hargrave Jennings: and to A. C. W. G. and H. E. H." Beneath ...
The Disciples (Aleister Crowley Poem)
"To Lionel Engers-Kennedy: to the memory of Hargrave Jennings: and to A. C. W. G. and H. E. H." Beneath ...
Democracy (Leonard Cohen Poem)
It's coming through a hole in the air, from those nights in Tiananmen Square. It's coming from the feel that ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
November (John Clare Poem)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
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 ...
Part 3 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Are You Drinking? (Charles Bukowski Poem)
washed-up, on shore, the old yellow notebook out again I write from the bed as I did last year. will ...
When Winchester races (Jane Austen Poem)
When Winchester races first took their beginning It is said the good people forgot their old Saint Not applying at ...