Sweeney (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was somewhere in September, and the sun was going down, When I came, in search of `copy', to a ...
Poems about apparently (22 Poems)
Telephoning In Mexican Sunlight (Galway Kinnell Poem)
Talking with my beloved in New York I stood at the outdoor public telephone in Mexican sunlight, in my purple ...
Anonymous Drawing (Donald Justice Poem)
A delicate young Negro stands With the reins of a horse clutched loosely in his hands; So delicate, indeed, that ...
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
The Little Bell (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
HOW weak is man! how changeable his mind! His promises are naught, too oft we find; I vowed (I hope ...
The Mandrake (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
The Ear-Maker And The Mould-Mender (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN William went from home (a trader styled): Six months his better half he left with child, A simple, comely, ...
St. Julian’s Prayer (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
The Self-Seeker (Robert Frost Poem)
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
The Code (Robert Frost Poem)
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
Lingering by the doorway of the woods (Ian Emberson Poem)
I was picking blackberries when I thought of the strange girl at the mental hospital. Beautiful she was - quietly ...
Cairo Jag (Keith Douglas Poem)
Shall I get drunk or cut myself a piece of cake, a pasty Syrian with a few words of English ...
Biography In The First Person (Stephen Dunn Poem)
This is not the way I am. Really, I am much taller in person, the hairline I conceal reaches back ...
Apparently with no surprise (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Apparently with no surprise To any happy Flower The Frost beheads it at its play -- In accidental power -- ...
Dead poet (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I'm sure it would be easier to survive as a dead poet, I mean it in the surmise that I ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Squatter’s Children (Elizabeth Bishop Poems)
On the unbreathing sides of hills they play, a specklike girl and boy, alone, but near a specklike house. The ...
Large Bad Picture (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Remembering the Strait of Belle Isle or some northerly harbor of Labrador, before he became a schoolteacher a great-uncle painted ...
Poem (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
Mr Flood’s Party (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
Old Eben Flood, climbing alone one night Over the hill between the town below And the forsaken upland hermitage That ...
Beautiful Vagabonds (Desi Di Nardo Poems)
I am not the piston in the flower or The bulging seed throttled by pollen But a separate figure expectant ...
Tortoise Family Connections (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
On he goes, the little one, Bud of the universe, Pediment of life. Setting off somewhere, apparently. Whither away, brisk ...