Vaunting Oak (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
He is a tower unleaning. But how he'll breakIf Heaven assault him with full wind and sleet,And what uproar tall ...
Poems about birdsong (17 Poems)
Stupid Meditation on Peace (Robert Pinsky Poems)
"He does not come to coo."-Gerard Manley HopkinsInsomniac monkey-mind ponders the Dove,Symbol not only of Peace but sexualLove, the couple ...
Birdsong (Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi Poems)
Birdsong brings reliefto my longingI'm just as ecstatic as they are,but with nothing to say!Please universal soul, practicesome song or ...
The Things (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
The house in Broad Street, red brick, with nine rooms the weedgrown graveyard with its rows of tombs the jail ...
Emblems (Allen Tate Poems)
IMaryland, Virginia, CarolinePent images in sleepClay valleys rocky hills old fields of pineUnspeakable and deepOut of that source of time ...
My Heart’s Song (Aleksis Kivi Poems)
Absalon, my son, that I could have died for you, my son.Life holds no pleasure, let me descent to hell, ...
Mountain-Ash (Elizabeth Roberts MacDonald Poems)
ALL the hills are dark, Sombre clouds afloat;Sunlight, not a spark, Birdsong, not a note; Only, through the blight, Facing ...
Paragraphs from a Day-Book (Marilyn Hacker Poem)
Cherry-ripe: dark sweet burlats, scarlet reverchons firm-fleshed and tart in the mouth bigarreaux, peach-and-white napoléons as the harvest moves north ...
Prospects (Anthony Hecht Poem)
We have set out from here for the sublime Pastures of summer shade and mountain stream; I have no doubt ...
Morning Worship (Mark van Doren Poem)
I wake and hearing it raining. Were I dead, what would I give Lazily to lie here, Like this, and ...
The Price of Fame (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Do I really love you? So let me guess, you'll think I'm easy prey if I say, okay I do ...
Directions (Billy Collins Poem)
You know the brick path in the back of the house, the one you see from the kitchen window, the ...
Slough (John Betjeman Poem)
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough! It isn't fit for humans now, There isn't grass to graze a cow. ...
Stone Villages (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
The stone-built villages of England. A cathedral bottled in a pub window. Cows dispersed across fields. Monuments to kings. A ...
Bored (Margaret Atwood Poem)
All those times I was bored out of my mind. Holding the log while he sawed it. Holding the string ...
LETTER FROM KIRKHEATON (Barry Tebb Poems)
I have no camera but imagination's tinted glass I cannot pass this crumbling dry stone wall Without a break to ...
The Breath of Spring… (John McLeod Poem)
The breath of Spring Lifting on wings that feel The pulse of Life Hope that will bring A sense of ...