Afternoon Rain in State Street (Amy Lowell Poem)
Cross-hatchings of rain against grey walls, Slant lines of black rain In front of the up and down, wet stone ...
Poems about angles (23 Poems)
Earliest Spring (William Dean Howells Poem)
TOSSING his mane of snows in wildest eddies and tangles, Lion-like March cometh in, hoarse, with tempestuous breath, Through all ...
Good and Evil XXII (Khalil Gibran Poem)
And one of the elders of the city said, "Speak to us of Good and Evil." And he answered: Of ...
The Boards Weathered (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The wood of the barn the creosote bleeding brown shoe polish and maple syrup colors of the boards weathered and ...
Bits of Clay (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The swan boats motionless the pond turning to a mud flat the flowers, tulips shimmering in yellows, oranges, and reds ...
Brush Strokes in the Heavens (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
thin, fine, airy, lines only brush strokes in the heavens ribbons, painted, effortlessly mascara lashes, vertically written as if on ...
Daggers of Ice (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A cascade, a crescendo a waterfall a torrent daggers of ice, hanging from the rusty fire escape, menacing, hanging frozen ...
In the Lee (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Around town, as the snow melted in the yards, by the streets, browning white Pristine white remained cloistered, away from ...
Geode (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A tungsten steel rock hammer a birthday present bit into the round rock uncovered a world hidden and magical hidden ...
Circles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Controlled chaos Sharp angles Ripped colors Shapes alternating Sharp and subdued Tragedy And rage Pulled onto page Within a Continuous ...
Weathered (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Weathered and worn But oh so proudly The old barn preened in the summer Mid-day sun He had seen her ...
The New Omar (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
A Book of verses underneath the bough, Provided that the verses do not scan, A loaf of bread, a jug ...
The Worlds in this World (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poem)
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
‘Yes, holy be thy resting place’ (Emily Bronte Poems)
Yes, holy be thy resting place Wherever thou may'st lie; The sweetest winds breathe on thy face, The softest of ...
Part 2 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
The Monument (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
Bucolics (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Mayday: two came to field in such wise : `A daisied mead', each said to each, So were they one; ...
The Sash (Sharon Olds Poems)
The first ones were attached to my dress at the waist, one on either side, right at the point where ...
Upon Appleton House, to My Lord Fairfax (Andrew Marvell Poems)
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
The Bean-Stalk (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Ho, Giant! This is I! I have built me a bean-stalk into your sky! La,-but it's lovely, up so high! ...
Acknowledgement (Major Henry Livingston, Jr. Poems)
With the ladies' permission, most humbly I'd mention How much we're obliged by all their attention; We sink with the ...
Call It Music (Philip Levine Poems)
Some days I catch a rhythm, almost a song in my own breath. I'm alone here in Brooklyn Heights, late ...
Euclid (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
OLD Euclid drew a circle On a sand-beach long ago. He bounded and enclosed it With angles thus and so. ...