The Crystal Lithium (James Schuyler Poems)
The smell of snow, stinging in nostrils as the wind lifts it from a beachEve-shuttering, mixed with sand, or when ...
Poems about slams (19 Poems)
Struggle With The Angel (Jaroslav Seifert Poems)
God knows who first thought upthat gloomy imageand spoke of the deadas living shadesstraying about amongst us.And yet those shades ...
Faces (Lola Ridge Poems)
A late snow beatsWith cold white fists upon the tenements -Hurriedly drawing blinds and shutters,Like tall old slatternsPulling aprons about ...
Rebecca Who Slammed Doors for Fun and Perished Miserably (Hilaire Belloc Poems)
A trick that everyone abhorsIn little girls is slamming doors.A wealthy banker's little daughterWho lived in Palace Green, Bayswater(By name ...
Dream Song 111: I miss him. When I get back to camp (John Berryman Poems)
I miss him. When I get back to campI'll dig him up. Well, he can prop & watch,can't he, pink ...
Taps (Ralph Chaplin Poems)
The day is ended! Ghostly shadows creep Along each dim-lit wall and corridor. The bugle sounds as from some faery shore Silvered with ...
Dummy Bridge (C J Dennis Poems)
If I'd 'a' played me Jack on that there Ten Sez Peter Begg, "I might 'a' made the lot.""'Ow could ...
A Busy Port (Allen Curnow Poems)
I My turn to embark. A steep gangplank expects me. An obedient child, I follow my father down. It happens ...
The Englishman (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Born in the flesh, and bred in the bone,Some of us harbour stillA New World pride: and we flaunt or ...
The Grocery (Amy Lowell Poem)
"Hullo, Alice!" "Hullo, Leon!" "Say, Alice, gi' me a couple O' them two for five cigars, Will yer?" "Where's your ...
Anchor Song (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Heh! Walk her round. Heave, ah heave her short again! Over, snatch her over, there, and hold her on the ...
Sleep Spaces (Robert Desnos Poem)
In the night there are of course the seven wonders of the world and the greatness tragedy and enchantment. Forests ...
Rebecca (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
Who Slammed Doors For Fun And Perished Miserably A trick that everyone abhors In little girls is slamming doors. A ...
Dream Song 111: I miss him. When I get back to camp (John Berryman Poem)
I miss him. When I get back to camp I'll dig him up. Well, he can prop & watch, can't ...
Tidy (Ralph Angel Poem)
I miss you too. Something old is broken, nobody's in hell. Sometimes I kiss strangers, sometimes no one speaks. Today ...
In Every Direction (Ralph Angel Poem)
As if you actually died in that dream and woke up dead. Shadows of untangling vines tumble toward the ceiling. ...
The Landlady (Margaret Atwood Poem)
This is the lair of the landlady She is a raw voice loose in the rooms beneath me. the continuous ...
The Poetry Reading (Charles Bukowski Poems)
at high noon at a small college near the beach sober the sweat running down my arms a spot of ...
Outside Fargo, North Dakota (James Wright Poems)
Along the sprawled body of the derailed Great Northern freight car, I strike a match slowly and lift it slowly. ...