Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
Poems about stairs (51 Poems)
A Hundred Collars (Robert Frost Poem)
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
In the Home Stretch (Robert Frost Poem)
SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water ...
I. The Witch of Coös (Robert Frost Poem)
I stayed the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They ...
Home Burial (Robert Frost Poem)
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
The Treehouse (James A. Emanuel Poem)
To every man His treehouse, A green splice in the humping years, Spartan with narrow cot And prickly door. To ...
The Ox (Russell Edson Poem)
There was once a woman whose father over the years had become an ox. She would hear him alone at ...
Portrait of a Lady (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Thou hast committed- Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. ...
Four Quartets 1: Burnt Norton (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
Ash Wednesday (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
The Shark’s Parlor (James Dickey Poems)
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
The Threat (Denise Duhamel Poem)
my mother pushed my sister out of the apartment door with an empty suitcase because she kept threatening to run ...
Demolition (Mark Doty Poem)
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
When de Co’n Pone’s Hot (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
Dey is times in life when Nature Seems to slip a cog an' go, Jes' a-rattlin' down creation, Lak an ...
Dear March — Come in — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Dear March -- Come in -- How glad I am -- I hoped for you before -- Put down your ...
Footsteps (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
On an ebony bed decorated with coral eagles, sound asleep lies Nero -- unconscious, quiet, and blissful; thriving in the ...
Pan (Michael Burch Poem)
... Among the shadows of the groaning elms, amid the darkening oaks, we fled ourselves ... ... Once there were ...
Verses Turned… (John Betjeman Poem)
Across the wet November night The church is bright with candlelight And waiting Evensong. A single bell with plaintive strokes ...
Death In Leamington (John Betjeman Poem)
She died in the upstairs bedroom By the light of the ev'ning star That shone through the plate glass window ...
That’s What I Said (April Bernard Poems)
It pricks the arms like poison, knowing that some things, once chosen, are yours and that meanwhile the night comes ...
In the shadow of a broken house (Laurence Binyon Poem)
In the shadow of a broken house, Down a deserted street, Propt walls, cold hearths, and phantom stairs, And the ...
Life (Marvin Bell Poem)
I leave the office, take the stairs, in time to mail a letter before 3 in the afternoon--the last dispatch. ...
My Feet (Gelett Burgess Poem)
My Feet they haul me Round the House, They Hoist me up the Stairs; I only have to Steer them, ...
The Song of the Beasts (Rupert Brooke Poem)
(Sung, on one night, in the cities, in the darkness.) Come away! Come away! Ye are sober and dull through ...
Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
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 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 ...
Coffee (Richard Brautigan Poem)
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...