from crossing the line (Rg Gregory Poem)
(1) a great man there was a great man so great he couldn't be criticised in the light who died ...
Poems about angle (31 Poems)
A Crystalline Forest (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Tiny, needing a different perspective changing my angle, my point of view awakening senses, seeing more closely A thick forest ...
Leaves in a Plane of Space (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A cluster of 4 leaves at the end of a branch in October New England easier for the mind to ...
Wind (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The paddle and I Out in the middle of The churning lake. The wind pushed the bow Turning me around. ...
Pool or Chess (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He prowled the room Around the table Intent Focused Body bent, contorted To make this shot and the next, already ...
Closeup (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
My eye catches, notices A small detail A flower, berry, bug Flake, fragment Texture or color drawn to it Hold ...
Frozen Splits (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Jeff's ready watching the action moving straight for him at full speed, fast motion Black brick center of attention sliding ...
Our biggest fish (Eugene Field Poem)
When in the halcyon days of old, I was a little tyke, I used to fish in pickerel ponds for ...
The Flower Boat (Robert Frost Poem)
The fisherman's swapping a yarn for a yarn Under the hand of the village barber, And her in the angle ...
The Trial by Existence (Robert Frost Poem)
Even the bravest that are slain Shall not dissemble their surprise On waking to find valor reign, Even as on ...
From The Last Island: To Lady Elisabeth Verreet (Regina Derieva Poem)
Oval mirror of the sea, age-warped isle waved and cloudy, each angle crystalline and salty. my lens into reality. Point ...
Snow (John Davidson Poem)
'Who affirms that crystals are alive?' I affirm it, let who will deny: Crystals are engendered, wax and thrive, Wane ...
Sirena (Michael Drayton Poem)
NEAR to the silver Trent SIRENA dwelleth; She to whom Nature lent All that excelleth; By which the Muses late ...
To Bessie Drennan (Mark Doty Poem)
Because she could find no one else to paint a picture of the old family place where she and her ...
Favrile (Mark Doty Poem)
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
The Vain King (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
When I was small, a Woman died — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
When I was small, a Woman died -- Today -- her Only Boy Went up from the Potomac -- His ...
The Angle of a Landscape (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Angle of a Landscape -- That every time I wake -- Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ...
Our little Kinsmen — after Rain (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Our little Kinsmen -- after Rain In plenty may be seen, A Pink and Pulpy multitude The tepid Ground upon. ...
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead Came the Darker Way -- Carriages -- Be Sure -- and Guests -- ...
I got so I could take his name (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I got so I could take his name -- Without -- Tremendous gain -- That Stop-sensation -- on my Soul ...
Man Listening To Disc (Billy Collins Poem)
This is not bad -- ambling along 44th Street with Sonny Rollins for company, his music flowing through the soft ...
Flames (Billy Collins Poem)
Smokey the Bear heads into the autumn woods with a red can of gasoline and a box of wooden matches. ...
Always For The First Time (Andre Breton Poem)
Always for the first time Hardly do I know you by sight You return at some hour of the night ...
Part 6 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
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 ...
THE SEVEN OLD MEN (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
REVERSIBILITY (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
ANGEL of gaiety, have you tasted grief? Shame and remorse and sobs and weary spite, And the vague terrors of ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter (Conrad Aiken Poem)
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...