The Book of Hours of Sister Clotilde (Amy Lowell Poem)
The Bell in the convent tower swung. High overhead the great sun hung, A navel for the curving sky. The ...
Poems about brushes (26 Poems)
The Basket (Amy Lowell Poem)
I The inkstand is full of ink, and the paper lies white and unspotted, in the round of light thrown ...
The Hammers (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
1777 (Amy Lowell Poem)
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
Wealth (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
(For Aline) From what old ballad, or from what rich frame Did you descend to glorify the earth? Was it ...
When Earth’s Last Picture Is Painted (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
When Earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colours have faded, and ...
Endymion: Book II (John Keats Poem)
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Gioconda And Si-Ya-U (Nazim Hikmet Poem)
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
Keeping Going (Seamus Heaney Poem)
The piper coming from far away is you With a whitewash brush for a sporran Wobbling round you, a kitchen ...
No Buyers (Thomas Hardy Poem)
A Load of brushes and baskets and cradles and chairs Labours along the street in the rain: With it a ...
To Touch – v2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
More than the others senses of our bodies more than sight, taste more than our hearing, our sense of smell ...
To Touch (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
More than the others senses of our world our bodies, our clay the importance of one to touch, to reach ...
Tide Pools (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Tide pools caught in the rocks fishbowls without bubblers waiting for the tide change Microcosm of the sea under glass ...
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 ...
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 Dorothy (Marvin Bell Poem)
You are not beautiful, exactly. You are beautiful, inexactly. You let a weed grow by the mulberry And a mulberry ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 07: Porcelain (Conrad Aiken Poem)
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window- Platters and soup-plates done with pale pink rosebuds, And tiny violets, ...
The Chimney Sweeper (Innocence) (William Blake Poems)
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue, Could scarcely cry ...
Duino Elegies: The Tenth Elegy (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
That some day, emerging at last from the terrifying vision I may burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels! That ...
Her Eyes (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
Up from the street and the crowds that went, Morning and midnight, to and fro, Still was the room where ...
The Water-Nymph (Alexander Pushkin Poems)
In lakeside leafy groves, a friar Escaped all worries; there he passed His summer days in constant prayer, Deep studies ...
Farewell to Secretary Shu-yun at the Hsieh Tiao Villa in Hsuan-Chou (Li Po Poems)
Since yesterday had throw me and bolt, Today has hurt my heart even more. The autumn wildgeese have a long ...
My Country (Dorothea MacKellar Poems)
My Country The love of field and coppice Of green and shaded lanes, Of ordered woods and gardens Is running ...
Tell (Paul Muldoon Poems)
He opens the scullery door, and a sudden rush of wind, as raw as raw, brushes past him as he ...
My Country (Dorothea Mackeller Poems)
My Country The love of field and coppice Of green and shaded lanes, Of ordered woods and gardens Is running ...
Titian (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Would that such hills and cities round us sang, Such vistas of the actual earth and man As kindled Titian ...