History of the Twentieth Century (A Roadshow) (Joseph Brodsky Poems)
The Sun's in its orbit, yet I feel morbid.Act 1PrologueLadies and gentlemen and the day!All ye made of sweet human clay!Let ...
Poems about alias (16 Poems)
Fragments Of An Unfinished Poem (James Russell Lowell Poems)
I am a man of forty, sirs, a native of East Haddam,And have some reason to surmise that I descend ...
Songs, Set To The Tunes Polly Peachum Sings In The Beggars Opera. (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
I. Oh ponder well! do not me blameOh ponder well! do not me blameFor Follies that are past,If e'er I'm guilty ...
Rungate Rungate (Robert Hayden Poems)
Runs falls rises stumbles on from darkness into darknessand the darkness thicketed with shapes of terrorand the hunters pursuing and ...
Johnson, alias Crow (Henry Lawson Poems)
Where the seasons are divided and the bush begins to change,and the links are rather broken in the Great Dividing ...
The Country Belle (Joseph Warren Watson Poems)
I will tell you of a country girl,A girl I often meet:She has neither wit or beauty, But a world of ...
The Horse Thief (Edwin Ford Piper Poems)
"I By the ditch in the hollow stands the tree, A cottonwood with deeply wrinkled bark About its mighty trunk, ...
Name (Chris Jones Poem)
His name has been ghosted over the fence, leaving an alias, burn, prison clothes. I'm half the man, he says, ...
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON’S CHAPEL (Robert Herrick Poems)
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON'S CHAPEL DEDICATED TO MR JOHN MERRIFIELD, COUNSELLOR AT LAW RARE TEMPLES THOU HAST SEEN, I ...
Runagate Runagate (Robert Hayden Poem)
Runs falls rises stumbles on from darkness into darkness and the darkness thicketed with shapes of terror and the hunters ...
An Empty Threat (Robert Frost Poem)
I stay; But it isn't as if There wasn't always Hudson's Bay And the fur trade, A small skiff And ...
Seaward (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
Darling, you think it's love, it's just a midnight journey. Best are the dales and rivers removed by force, as ...
139. Lines on Meeting with Lord Daer (Robert Burns Poem)
THIS 1 wot ye all whom it concerns, I, Rhymer Robin, alias Burns, October twenty-third, A ne'er-to-be-forgotten day, Sae far ...
106. To Gavin Hamilton, Esq., Mauchline, recommending a Boy (Robert Burns Poems)
I HOLD it, sir, my bounden duty To warn you how that Master Tootie, Alias, Laird M'Gaun, Was here to ...
The Silent Shearer (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Weary and listless, sad and slow, Without any conversation, Was a man that worked on The Overflow, The butt of ...
Goatsucker (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Old goatherds swear how all night long they hear The warning whirr and burring of the bird Who wakes with ...