If (Raphael Patkanian Poems)
IF my white hair could once again be black,And my old strength return to me at need,And if I could ...
Poems about bandages (21 Poems)
Dream Song 106: 28 July (John Berryman Poems)
Calmly, while sat up friendlies & made noisedelight fuller than he can ready singor studiously say,on hearing that the year ...
Alcide (William Matthews Poems)
Walking with Jesus the slow,behind the beat. Mr. Resistance.Mr. Ohm, Mr. Exactly Lame.By some reluctance, somerestraint, if it be a ...
Vi’lits (C J Dennis Poems)
I wus pickin' gipsy vi'lits fer to try an' square Doreen.We 'ad words . . . about pianners - fer ...
Nightingale’s Song to the Sick Soldier (Anonymous British Poems)
Listen, soldier, to the tale of the tender nightingale, 'Tis a charm that soon will ease your ...
The Man Who Raised Charlestown (Henry Lawson Poem)
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
Unrecognizable as our old selves (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Unrecognizable as our old selves like Christ for Mary in the garden after his resurrection when we confess our sin ...
Crater Face (Denise Duhamel Poem)
is what we called her. The story was that her father had thrown Drano at her which was probably true, ...
The Bandaged Shoulder (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
He said that he had hurt himself on a wall or that he had fallen. But there was probably another ...
Dream Song 106: 28 July (John Berryman Poem)
28 July Calmly, while sat up friendlies & made noise delight fuller than he can ready sing or studiously say, ...
Sekhmet, the Lion-headed Goddess of War (Margaret Atwood Poem)
He was the sort of man who wouldn't hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. ...
Dresser, The. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 AN old man bending, I come, among new faces, Years looking backward, resuming, in answer to children, Come tell ...
Drum-Taps. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 FIRST, O songs, for a prelude, Lightly strike on the stretch'd tympanum, pride and joy in my city, How ...
Chamfort (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THERE'S Chamfort. He's a sample. Locked himself in his library with a gun, Shot off his nose and shot out ...
Getting There (Sylvia Plath Poems)
How far is it? How far is it now? The gigantic gorilla interior Of the wheels move, they appall me ...
Three Women (Sylvia Plath Poems)
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
Last Words (Sylvia Plath Poems)
I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus With tigery stripes, and a face on it Round ...
Among The Narcissi (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Spry, wry, and gray as these March sticks, Percy bows, in his blue peajacket, among the narcissi. He is recuperating ...
The White Cliffs (Alice Duer Miller Poems)
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
Whenever I Go There (W. S. Merwin Poems)
Whenever I go there everything is changed The stamps on the bandages the titles Of the professors of water The ...
The Left Bank (David Lehman Poems)
Don't walk away, Renee, I'm just getting warmed up your body is like a river and I'm going to swim ...