Spring Day (Amy Lowell Poem)
Bath The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus in the air. The ...
Poems about recently (30 Poems)
Landscape of a Pissing Multitude (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
The men kept to themselves: they were waiting for the swiftness of the last cyclists. The women kept to themselves: ...
For Joseph (Dale Harcombe Poem)
Your ears will never hear sounds that to me are ordinary as air. From the hour that you were born ...
Winter in Durnover Field (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Scene.--A wide stretch of fallow ground recently sown with wheat, and frozen to iron hardness. Three large birds walking about ...
Death & Fame (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East ...
Gathering the Fallen Nest (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The gleanings of the pruning that the trees would be more fruitful a sprig of apple limbs fallen to the ...
The Fruits of Last Autumn (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Hanging on the tree, empty the fruits of last autumn the cones hanging husks upon the branches under the limbs ...
That We Were Able to Wed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Talking with the girls answering their urgent questions knowing only in part the truth of segregation Going out, continuing my ...
Curled up (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Tightly wrapped, as she was so recently inside her mother's womb curled up in her father's arms matching bracelets, letting ...
Before the Guard (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Standing watch A large flag, the stars and stripes hanging heavy, sad, the sun through the thin, worn fabric Hanging ...
In His Talons (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Okay, so I don't know it was a male hawk; but "in its talons" didn't sound as good; but I ...
Vernal Pool (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
http://www.epa.gov/owow/wetlands/types/vernal.html, http://www.vernalpool.org/ Ah, now I can support The project, the building The school, the purchase, the land A vernal pool ...
Evolution (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A mat of green, burgundy, and brown Covered the skin of the once open water Of the marsh, cut off ...
The Muleteer (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE Lombard princes oft pervade my mind; The present tale Boccace relates you'll find; Agiluf was the noble monarch's name; ...
The Picture (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
Sex With A Famous Poet (Denise Duhamel Poem)
I had sex with a famous poet last night and when I rolled over and found myself beside him I ...
Named (Stephen Dunn Poem)
He'd spent his life trying to control the names people gave him; oh the unfair and the accurate equally hurt. ...
We learn it in Retreating (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We learn it in Retreating How vast an one Was recently among us -- A Perished Sun Endear in the ...
I had some things that I called mine (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I had some things that I called mine -- And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim ...
When I Close My Eyes (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
When I close my eyes I cannot reconstruct your face but the three-dimensional solidity or you bursts through the tissues ...
Steve’s tears (Ivan Donn Carswell Poems)
My beloved called to me to come and see Steve's tears, he was crying on TV; Steve Irwin, The Crocodile ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Part 2 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
The Albatross (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
Often, to amuse themselves, the crew of the ship Would fell an albatross, the largest of sea birds, Indolent companions ...
112. A Dream (Robert Burns Poems)
GUID-MORNIN' to our Majesty! May Heaven augment your blisses On ev'ry new birth-day ye see, A humble poet wishes. My ...
Duino Elegies: The First Elegy (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels' hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly pressed ...
The Premier and the Socialist (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
The Premier and the Socialist Were walking through the State: They wept to see the Savings Bank Such funds accumulate. ...
Insomniac (Sylvia Plath Poems)
The night is only a sort of carbon paper, Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars Letting in the light, ...
Invocation To The Muses (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Read by the poet at The Public Ceremonial of The Naional Institute of Arts and Letters at Carnegie Hall, New ...
Acon and Rhodope (Walter Savage Landor Poems)
The Year's twelve daughters had in turn gone by, Of measured pace tho' varying mien all twelve, Some froward, some ...