Hymn to Pan (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Poems about brain (51 Poems)
The Twins (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
A Birthday (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
The Garden of Janus (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Hymn to Pan (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
A Birthday (Aleister Crowley Poem)
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
Yet Do I Marvel (Countee Cullen Poem)
I doubt not God is good, well-meaning, kind And did He stoop to quibble could tell why The little buried ...
The Shroud of Color (Countee Cullen Poem)
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
By A Swimming Pool Outside Syracusa (Billy Collins Poem)
All afternoon I have been struggling to communicate in Italian with Roberto and Giuseppe, who have begun to resemble the ...
The Worlds in this World (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poem)
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
The Tearful Tale Of Captain Dan (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
A sinner was old Captain Dan; His wives guv him no rest: He had one wife to East Skiddaw And ...
Nothing is enough! (Laurence Binyon Poem)
No, though our all be spent-- Heart's extremest love, Spirit's whole intent, All that nerve can feel, All that brain ...
Power of Love (Anne Bronte Poem)
Love, indeed thy strength is mighty Thus, alone, such strife to bear -- Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing -- ...
The Stranger (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
The restaurants on hot spring evenings Lie under a dense and savage air. Foul drafts and hoots from dunken revelers ...
Folk Tune (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
It's not that the Muse feels like clamming up, it's more like high time for the lad's last nap. And ...
Letter to an Archaeologist (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
Citizen, enemy, mama's boy, sucker, utter garbage, panhandler, swine, refujew, verrucht; a scalp so often scalded with boiling water that ...
Elegy (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
It's not that the Muse feels like clamming up, it's more like high time for the lad's last nap. And ...
Prologue (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1 To sing of Wars, of Captains, and of Kings, 2 Of Cities founded, Common-wealths begun, 3 For my mean ...
Young Blood (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"But, sir," I said, "they tell me the man is like to die!" The Canon shook his head indulgently. "Young ...
The Fiddling Wood (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
Dream Song 58: Industrious, affable, having brain on fire (John Berryman Poem)
Industrious, affable, having brain on fire, Henry perplexed himself; others gave up; good girls gave in; geography was hard on ...
Dream Song 30: Collating bones: I would have liked to do (John Berryman Poem)
Collating bones: I would have liked to do. Henry would have been hot at that. I missed his profession. As ...
Dream Song 135: I heard said ‘Cats that walk by their wild lone’ (John Berryman Poems)
I heard said 'Cats that walk by their wild lone' but Henry had need of friends. They disappeared Shall I ...
An Epistle Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Kar (Robert Browning Poem)
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
Saul (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
By The Fire-Side (Robert Browning Poem)
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...