Divorced (Henry Lawson Poems)
TWO COUPLES are drifting the self-same way (Men of the world know well)From the ballroom glare as the night grows grey (Men ...
Poems about cabs (21 Poems)
Towns in Colour (Amy Lowell Poems)
IRed SlippersRed slippers in a shop-window, and outside in the street, flaws of grey,windy sleet!Behind the polished glass, the slippers ...
Three, Mighty God, All Three! (George Cosbuc Poems)
He had three sons and they, all three,When called, for the encampment left;So the poor father was bereftOf rest and ...
Eternal Call (Andrei Belyi Poems)
1The sunset pierced through the tops of the treeswith yellow-crimson light.And this eternal melody sounded:"Embrace — I will begin ...
One O’Clock in the Morning (Charles Baudelaire Poems)
At last! I am alone! Nothing can be heard but the rumbling of a few belated and weary cabs. For ...
Two Years Ago (Charles R Thatcher Poems)
The light of other days burns dim,And in the shade is cast,You'll own I'm right, if you will justLook back ...
Sylvia’s Death (Anne Sexton Poems)
for Sylvia Plath O Sylvia, Sylvia, with a dead box of stones and spoons, with two children, two meteors wandering ...
A Step Away From Them (Frank O Hara Poems)
It's my lunch hour, so I gofor a walk among the hum-coloredcabs. First, down the sidewalkwhere laborers feed their dirtyglistening ...
A London Thoroughfare. 2 A.M. (Amy Lowell Poems)
They have watered the street,It shines in the glare of lamps,Cold, white lamps,And liesLike a slow-moving river,Barred with silver and ...
elbourne Sonnets: XIV. High Society (E J Rupert Atkinson Poems)
STAID sires of maids divine, they strut, rotund,Climax of culture and peace, these fattedmagnates,Who wallow through the towns their torpor ...
The Night (Alfred Lichtenstein Poems)
Sleepy policemen waddle under streetlights.Broken beggars grumble when they sense people.On some corners powerful streetcars stutter.And plush cabs drop into ...
A London Thoroughfare. 2 A.M (Amy Lowell Poem)
They have watered the street, It shines in the glare of lamps, Cold, white lamps, And lies Like a slow-moving ...
In a London Drawingroom (George Eliot Poem)
The sky is cloudy, yellowed by the smoke. For view there are the houses opposite Cutting the sky with one ...
Ye Flags of Picadilly (Arthur Hugh Clough Poem)
Ye flags of Piccadilly, Where I posted up and down, And wished myself so often Well away from you and ...
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 ...
Letter To N.Y. (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
For Louise Crane In your next letter I wish you'd say where you are going and what you are doing; ...
O, We Are The Outcasts (Charles Bukowski Poems)
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
Sylvia’s Death (Anne Sexton Poems)
for Sylvia Plath O Sylvia, Sylvia, with a dead box of stones and spoons, with two children, two meteors wandering ...
Aunt Imogen (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
Aunt Imogen was coming, and therefore The children-Jane, Sylvester, and Young George- Were eyes and ears; for there was only ...
Descriptive Jottings of London (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
As I stood upon London Bridge and viewed the mighty throng Of thousands of people in cabs and 'busses rapidly ...
January 24 (David Lehman Poems)
I was about to be mugged by a man with a chain so angry he growled at the Lincoln Center ...