In a Castle (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Over the yawning chimney hangs the fog. Drip -- hiss -- drip -- hiss -- fall the raindrops on ...
Poems about blinking (31 Poems)
Morning Song in the Jungle (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
One moment past our bodies cast No shadow on the plain; Now clear and black they stride our track, And ...
cherries and birds (Rg Gregory Poem)
cherries are so vulnerable blinking their way from green to polished red in trees guileless to stave off birds a ...
ON THE LAKE, (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
I DRINK fresh nourishment, new ...
Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
In the Way of Her Passing (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Holding his hand as he retold the moment in the way of her passing on into eternity Holding his hand ...
Der mann im keller (Eugene Field Poem)
How cool and fair this cellar where My throne a dusky cask is; To do no thing but just to ...
The Bride of Frankenstein (Edward Field Poem)
The Baron has decided to mate the monster, to breed him perhaps, in the interests of pure science, his only ...
Fishermen (James A. Emanuel Poem)
When three, he fished these lakes, Curled sleeping on a lip of rock, Crib blankets tucked from ants and fishbone ...
Sky Harbor (Norman Dubie Poem)
The flock of pigeons rises over the roof, and just beyond them, the shimmering asphalt fields gather their dull colored ...
The Black Virgin (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
One in thy thousand statues we salute thee On all thy thousand thrones acclaim and claim Who walk in forest ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
To the Bartholdi Statue (Ambrose Bierce Poem)
O Liberty, God-gifted-- Young and immortal maid-- In your high hand uplifted, The torch declares your trade. Its crimson menace, ...
Part 4 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
For Jane: With All The Love I Had, Which Was Not Enough (Charles Bukowski Poem)
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh, ...
In Every Direction (Ralph Angel Poem)
As if you actually died in that dream and woke up dead. Shadows of untangling vines tumble toward the ceiling. ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 06: Over the darkened city, the city of towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
A Day-Dream’s Reflection (William Allingham Poems)
Chequer'd with woven shadows as I lay Among the grass, blinking the watery gleam, I saw an Echo-Spirit in his ...
Sohrab and Rustum (Matthew Arnold Poem)
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
The Ballad of Rudolph Reed (Gwendolyn Brooks Poems)
Rudolph Reed was oaken. His wife was oaken too. And his two good girls and his good little man Oakened ...
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 ...
The Island of Skyros (John Masefield Poems)
Here, where we stood together, we three men, Before the war had swept us to the East Three thousand miles ...
To Baynard Taylor (Sidney Lanier Poems)
To range, deep-wrapt, along a heavenly height, O'erseeing all that man but undersees; To loiter down lone alleys of delight, ...
Another Song (Philip Levine Poems)
Words go on travelling from voice to voice while the phones are still and the wires hum in the cold. ...
The Rat Of Faith (Philip Levine Poems)
A blue jay poses on a stake meant to support an apple tree newly planted. A strong wind on this ...
Holy Day (Philip Levine Poems)
Los Angeles hums a little tune -- trucks down the coast road for Monday Market packed with small faces blinking ...
The Unknowable (Philip Levine Poems)
Los Angeles hums a little tune -- trucks down the coast road for Monday Market packed with small faces blinking ...
To the United States Senate (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
And must the Senator from Illinois Be this squat thing, with blinking, half-closed eyes? This brazen gutter idol, reared to ...
Acknowledgment. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
I. O Age that half believ'st thou half believ'st, Half doubt'st the substance of thine own half doubt, And, half ...
The Jacquerie A Fragment (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...