The Foreigner (Amy Lowell Poem)
Have at you, you Devils! My back's to this tree, For you're nothing so nice That the hind-side of me ...
Poems about spills (24 Poems)
Lament For Ignacio Sanchez Mejias (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
The Mother Poem (two) (Jackie Kay Poem)
I always wanted to give birth Do that incredible natural thing That women do-I nearly broke down When I heard ...
Briefly It Enters, and Briefly Speaks (Jane Kenyon Poem)
I am the blossom pressed in a book, found again after two hundred years. . . . I am the ...
1887 (A. E. Housman Poem)
From Clee to heaven the beacon burns, The shires have seen it plain, From north and south the sign returns ...
The Magic Cup (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
Mending Wall (Robert Frost Poem)
Something there is that doesn't love a wall, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it And spills the upper boulder in ...
The Day came slow — till Five o’clock (Emily Dickinson Poems)
The Day came slow -- till Five o'clock -- Then sprang before the Hills Like Hindered Rubies -- or the ...
Your Voices Joined Is All It Takes (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
Desires that you can only tame to know (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
The Watch (Michael Burch Poem)
Moonlight spills down vacant sills, illuminates an empty bed. Dreams lie in crates. One hand creates wan silver circles, left ...
Da Gama returns (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
I have taken refuge in travelogues, bare silk-screen images of evening cityscapes giving in to a garish-clad sky; a tourist ...
Cornish Cliffs (John Betjeman Poem)
Those moments, tasted once and never done, Of long surf breaking in the mid-day sun. A far-off blow-hole booming like ...
Folk Tune (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
It's not that the Muse feels like clamming up, it's more like high time for the lad's last nap. And ...
I Sit By The Window (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
I said fate plays a game without a score, and who needs fish if you've got caviar? The triumph of ...
Elegy (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
It's not that the Muse feels like clamming up, it's more like high time for the lad's last nap. And ...
A Letter From Li Po (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Late Autumn (William Allingham Poem)
October - and the skies are cool and gray O'er stubbles emptied of their latest sheaf, Bare meadow, and the ...
You Ask Why Sometimes I Say Stop (Marge Piercy Poems)
You ask why sometimes I say stop why sometimes I cry no while I shake with pleasure. What do I ...
At Pleasure Bay (Robert Pinsky Poems)
In the willows along the river at Pleasure Bay A catbird singing, never the same phrase twice. Here under the ...
The Man From Snowy River (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
There was movement at the station, for the word has passed around That the colt from old Regret had got ...
SONNETS TO EUROPA (Vlanes Poems)
Frost apple on a knotted whirling bough of dark becoming where it cannot be. So much both for the soil ...
Nano-Knowledge (Heather McHugh Poems)
There, a little right of Ursus Major, is the Milky Way: a man can point it out, the biggest billionfold ...
The Mercy (Philip Levine Poems)
The ship that took my mother to Ellis Island Eighty-three years ago was named "The Mercy." She remembers trying to ...