Poems about swallowed (35 Poems)
Frozen Image – v4 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway In the inner quiet Cold of winter Emptiness, sadness, In my heart Turn inside Recalling a sudden scene Standing, transformed Away from view Out in the open Catch of … Continue reading
The Glutton (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
A STURGEON, once, a glutton famed was led To have for supper–all, except the head. With wond’rous glee he feasted on the fish; And quickly swallowed down the royal dish. O’ercharged, howe’er, his stomach soon gave way; And doctors were … Continue reading
Cartoon Physics, Part 1 (Nick Flynn Poem)
Children under, say, ten, shouldn’t know that the universe is ever-expanding, inexorably pushing into the vacuum, galaxies swallowed by galaxies, whole solar systems collapsing, all of it acted out in silence. At ten we are still learning the rules of … Continue reading
To the Recluse, Wei Pa (Tu Fu Poem)
Often in this life of ours we resemble, in our failure to meet, the Shen and Shang constellations, one of which rises as the other one sets. What lucky chance is it, then, that brings us together this evening under … Continue reading
A Dream Pang (Robert Frost Poem)
I had withdrawn in forest, and my song Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway; And to the forest edge you came one day (This was my dream) and looked and pondered long, But did not enter, though the … Continue reading
The Lion and Albert (Marriott Edgar Poem)
There’s a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That’s noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went there with young Albert, their son. A grand little lad was young Albert, All dressed in his best; quite a … Continue reading
Albert and the Lion (Marriott Edgar Poem)
There’s a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That’s noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went there with young Albert, their son. A grand little lad was young Albert, All dressed in his best; quite a … Continue reading
Albert’s Return (Marriott Edgar Poems)
You’ve `eard `ow young Albert Ramsbottom At the zoo up at Blackpool one year With a stick with an `orse’s `ead `andle Gave a lion a poke in the ear? The name of the lion was Wallace, The poke in … Continue reading
The Bistro Styx (Rita Dove Poem)
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness as she paused just inside the double glass doors to survey the room, silvery cape billowing dramatically behind her.What’s this, I thought, lifting a hand until she nodded and started across the parquet; … Continue reading
I’ve known a Heaven, like a Tent (Emily Dickinson Poems)
I’ve known a Heaven, like a Tent – To wrap its shining Yards – Pluck up its stakes, and disappear – Without the sound of Boards Or Rip of Nail — Or Carpenter – But just the miles of Stare … Continue reading