A Tale of Two Cities (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Where the sober-colored cultivator smiles On his byles; Where the cholera, the cyclone, and the crow Come and go; Where ...
Poems about briefly (31 Poems)
The Bees and the Flies (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
"The Mother Hive"-- Actions and Reactions A Farmer of the Augustan Age Perused in Virgil's golden page The story of ...
Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Men At Thirty (Donald Justice Poem)
Thirty today, I saw The trees flare briefly like The candles upon a cake As the sun went down the ...
A Birthday Candle (Donald Justice Poem)
Thirty today, I saw The trees flare briefly like The candles on a cake, As the sun went down the ...
Poem (Donald Justice Poem)
This poem is not addressed to you. You may come into it briefly, But no one will find you here, ...
The Boy (Marilyn Hacker Poem)
It is the boy in me who's looking out the window, while someone across the street mends a pillowcase, clouds ...
De Profundis (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I "Percussus sum sicut foenum, et aruit cor meum." - Ps. ci Wintertime nighs; But my bereavement-pain It cannot bring ...
Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
The Whisper of Life (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
So briefly we shine in the whisper of life here for a moment in our time on the earth So ...
The Whisper of Life – v2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
So briefly we shine in the whisper of life here for a moment in our time on the earth So ...
Loving Touch of the Hand (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
So much in the touch the loving touch of the hand resting briefly upon us transferring affection the depth of ...
A Whisper of Time (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
How briefly the candle burned only a whisper time fleetingly revealed, praised jeered, tortured our savior going, though willingly at ...
A Glint of Christmas (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
March light hitting a string of small white Christmas lights green wire, trying to blend in with the branches, ready ...
A Leaf Fell (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
a shriveled, curled leaf fluttered toward the ground as I stood, still, watching its path gliding, curling through the December ...
Compromise (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Tears of frustration welling up, from deep down down within the soul, a tremor a quake in the psyche; innate ...
A Field of Ferns (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Above the bluff, the scar, the clear-cut of the power lines, a forest of pine opens to the north Surrounded ...
Squash in Blossom (Robert Francis Poem)
How lush, how loose, the uninhibited squash is. If ever hearts (and these immoderate leaves Are vegetable hearts) were worn ...
I’m A Fool To Love You (Cornelius Eady Poems)
Some folks will tell you the blues is a woman, Some type of supernatural creature. My mother would tell you, ...
Angels (Russell Edson Poem)
They have little use. They are best as objects of torment. No government cares what you do with them. Like ...
Turtle, Swan (Mark Doty Poem)
Because the road to our house is a back road, meadowlands punctuated by gravel quarry and lumberyard, there are unexpected ...
The grave my little cottage is, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The grave my little cottage is, Where "Keeping house" for thee I make my parlor orderly And lay the marble ...
I know a place where Summer strives (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I know a place where Summer strives With such a practised Frost -- She -- each year -- leads her ...
About The Nightingale (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
From a letter from STC to Wordsworth after writing The Nightingale: In stale blank verse a subject stale I send ...
Fit the Sixth ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Barrister's Dream They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Song (William Browne Poem)
FOR her gait, if she be walking; Be she sitting, I desire her For her state's sake; and admire her ...
Senlin: His Dark Origins (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Senlin: His Futile Preoccupations (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
My Philosophy of Life (John Ashbery Poem)
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...