The Cyclists (Amy Lowell Poem)
Spread on the roadway, With open-blown jackets, Like black, soaring pinions, They swoop down the hillside, The Cyclists. Seeming dark-plumaged ...
Poems about bitten (30 Poems)
Miscast I (Amy Lowell Poem)
I have whetted my brain until it is like a Damascus blade, So keen that it nicks off the floating ...
The Comforters (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Until thy feet have trod the Road Advise not wayside folk, Nor till thy back has borne the Load Break ...
The Benefactors (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Ah! What avails the classic bent And what the cultured word, Against the undoctored incident That actually occurred? And what ...
Symptoms (Sophie Hannah Poem)
Although you have given me a stomach upset, Weak knees, a lurching heart, a fuzzy brain, A high-pitched laugh, a ...
A Familiar Letter (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
YES, write, if you want to, there's nothing like trying; Who knows what a treasure your casket may hold? I'll ...
The Wounded Cupid (Robert Herrick Poem)
Cupid as he lay among Roses, by a Bee was stung. Whereupon in anger flying To his Mother, said thus ...
LOVE’S DISTRESSES. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
WHO will hear me? Whom shall I lament to? Who would pity me that heard my sorrows? Ah, the lip ...
Locked Out (Robert Frost Poem)
As told to a child When we locked up the house at night, We always locked the flowers outside And ...
A Servant to Servants (Robert Frost Poem)
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
The Cow In Apple-Time (Robert Frost Poem)
Something inspires the only cow of late To make no more of a wall than an open gate, And think ...
Bad Day At The Beauty Salon (Maggie Estep Poem)
I was a 20 year old unemployed receptionist with dyed orange dreadlocks sprouting out of my skull. I needed a ...
Mr. Apollinax (T. S. Eliot Poem)
WHEN Mr. Apollinax visited the United States His laughter tinkled among the teacups. I thought of Fragilion, that shy figure ...
Gerontion (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, ...
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (T. S. Eliot Poem)
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma ...
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 ...
From ‘Paracelsus’ (Robert Browning Poems)
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost ...
Our Whole Life (Adrienne Rich Poems)
Our whole life a translation the permissible fibs and now a knot of lies eating at itself to get undone ...
Fighting Words (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Say my love is easy had, Say I'm bitten raw with pride, Say I am too often sad- Still behold ...
A Song Of Despair (Pablo Neruda Poems)
The memory of you emerges from the night around me. The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea. Deserted ...
Portrait of the Artist as a Prematurely Old Man (Ogden Nash Poems)
It is common knowledge to every schoolboy and even every Bachelor of Arts, That all sin is divided into two ...
The Show (Wilfred Owen Poems)
My soul looked down from a vague height with Death, As unremembering how I rose or why, And saw a ...
Phoebus with Admetus (George Meredith Poems)
WHEN by Zeus relenting the mandate was revoked, Sentencing to exile the bright Sun-God, Mindful were the ploughmen of who ...
To Those Without Pity (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Cruel of heart, lay down my song, Your reading eyes have done me wrong, Not for you was the pen ...
Robert Fulton Tanner (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
If a man could bite the giant hand That catchs and destroys him, As I was bitten by a rat ...
Washington McNeely (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Rich, honored by my fellow citizens, The father of many children, born of a noble mother, All raised there In ...
The Paper Nautilus (Marianne Moore Poems)
For authorities whose hopes are shaped by mercenaries? Writers entrapped by teatime fame and by commuters' comforts? Not for these ...
The Wild Common (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
The quick sparks on the gorse bushes are leaping, Little jets of sunlight-texture imitating flame; Above them, exultant, the peewits ...
Excursion (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
I wonder, can the night go by; Can this shot arrow of travel fly Shaft-golden with light, sheer into the ...
Clouds (Philip Levine Poems)
1 Dawn. First light tearing at the rough tongues of the zinnias, at the leaves of the just born. Today ...