Exiles (Marilyn Hacker Poem)
Her brown falcon perches above the sink as steaming water forks over my hands. Below the wrists they shrivel and ...
Poems about blond (21 Poems)
Without You (Hermann Hesse Poem)
My Pillow gazes upon me at night Empty as a gravestone; I never thought it would be so bitter To ...
LOVE POEM TO MY HUSBAND OF THIRTY-ONE YEARS (Maria Mazziotti Gillan Poem)
I watch you walk up our front path, the entire right side of your body, stiff and unbending, your leg, ...
Crossing Nation (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
Under silver wing San Francisco's towers sprouting thru thin gas clouds, Tamalpais black-breasted above Pacific azure Berkeley hills pine-covered below-- ...
Please Master (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
Please master can I touch your cheeck please master can I kneel at your feet please master can I loosen ...
Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Blond Hair Shimmering (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The blond hair shimmering in the morning sunlight the sun hidden, not visible behind the house across the street Only ...
Sex With A Famous Poet (Denise Duhamel Poem)
I had sex with a famous poet last night and when I rolled over and found myself beside him I ...
The Voice (Andree Chedid Poem)
Where is the distant voice That speaks like my soul? Buried beneath daylight's clamor Gold and the seasons Beneath groaning ...
Mary (Edgar Bowers Poem)
The angel of self-discipline, her guardian Since she first knew and had to go away From home that spring to ...
Dutch Mistress (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
A hotel in whose ledgers departures are more prominent than arrivals. With wet Koh-i-noors the October rain strokes what's left ...
Daffy Duck In Hollywood (John Ashbery Poem)
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
Thyrsis, a Monody (Matthew Arnold Poem)
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
Wilderness (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THERE is a wolf in me . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . a red tongue for raw meat . ...
Encounter In The Chestnut Avenue (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
He felt the entrance's green darkness wrapped cooly round him like a silken cloak that he was still accepting and ...
Through These Pale Cold Days (Isaac Rosenberg Poems)
Through these pale cold days What dark faces burn Out of three thousand years, And their wild eyes yearn, While ...
The Arrival Of The Bee Box (Sylvia Plath Poems)
I ordered this, clean wood box Square as a chair and almost too heavy to lift. I would say it ...
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 ...
Those Were The Days (Philip Levine Poems)
The sun came up before breakfast, perfectly round and yellow, and we dressed in the soft light and shook out ...
Red Dust (Philip Levine Poems)
This harpie with dry red curls talked openly of her husband, his impotence, his death, the death of her lover, ...
Magpiety (Philip Levine Poems)
You pull over to the shoulder of the two-lane road and sit for a moment wondering where you were going ...