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 ...
Poems about clash (31 Poems)
Anticipation (Amy Lowell Poem)
I have been temperate always, But I am like to be very drunk With your coming. There have been times ...
Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (Amy Lowell Poem)
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
Send No Money (Philip Larkin Poem)
Standing under the fobbed Impendent belly of Time Tell me the truth, I said, Teach me the way things go. ...
For Australia (Henry Lawson Poem)
Now, with the wars of the world begun, they'll listen to you and me, Now while the frightened nations run ...
Houses (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
(For Aline) When you shall die and to the sky Serenely, delicately go, Saint Peter, when he sees you there, ...
The Naulahka (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
There was a strife 'twixt man and maid-- Oh, that was at the birth of time! But what befell 'twixt ...
A Calendar of Sonnets: March (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Month which the warring ancients strangely styled The month of war,--as if in their fierce ways Were any month of ...
The Eye (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
The Atlantic is a stormy moat; and the Mediterranean, The blue pool in the old garden, More than five thousand ...
Leipzig (Thomas Hardy Poem)
"OLD Norbert with the flat blue cap-- A German said to be-- Why let your pipe die on your lap, ...
The Peasant’s Confession (Thomas Hardy Poems)
Good Father!. 'Twas an eve in middle June, And war was waged anew By great Napoleon, who for years had ...
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 ...
Gone (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poem)
IN Collins Street standeth a statute tall, A statue tall, on a pillar of stone, Telling its story, to great ...
The Deserted Village (Oliver Goldsmith Poem)
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
Old and New (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They were quite a pair clash of cultures within these proud Quebecois each speaking a language I don't share with ...
With brutus in st. jo (Eugene Field Poem)
Of all the opry-houses then obtaining in the West The one which Milton Tootle owned was, by all odds, the ...
Storm-Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
O Music hast thou only heard The laughing river, the singing bird, The murmuring wind in the poplar-trees,-- Nothing but ...
Futurelessness (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
There was crimson clash of war. (Stephen Crane Poem)
There was crimson clash of war. Lands turned black and bare; Women wept; Babes ran, wondering. There came one who ...
Black riders came from the sea. (Stephen Crane Poem)
Black riders came from the sea. There was clang and clang of spear and shield, And clash and clash of ...
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 ...
After a Tempest (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The day had been a day of wind and storm;-- The wind was laid, the storm was overpast,-- And stooping ...
The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Before an Examination (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
The little letters dance across the page, Flaunt and retire, and trick the tired eyes; Sick of the strain, the ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
90. Epistle to James Smith (Robert Burns Poem)
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
287. Song-The Battle of Sherramuir (Robert Burns Poem)
"O CAM ye here the fight to shun, Or herd the sheep wi' me, man? Or were ye at the ...
For Osip Mandelstam (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
And the town is frozen solid in a vice, Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass. Over crystal, on slippery tracks ...
I hear the oriole’s always-grieving voice (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
I hear the oriole's always-grieving voice, And the rich summer's welcome loss I hear In the sickle's serpentine hiss Cutting ...