Consolation (Billy Collins Poem)
How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How ...
Poems about climb (50 Poems)
Snowbanks North of the House (Robert Bly Poem)
Those great sweeps of snow that stop suddenly six feet from the house ... Thoughts that go so far. The ...
I. Written at Tinemouth, Northumberland, after a Tempestuous Voyage (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
AS slow I climb the cliff's ascending side, Much musing on the track of terror past When o'er the dark ...
The Hon. Sec. (John Betjeman Poem)
The flag that hung half-mast today Seemed animate with being As if it knew for who it flew And will ...
A Bay In Anglesey (John Betjeman Poem)
The sleepy sound of a tea-time tide Slaps at the rocks the sun has dried, Too lazy, almost, to sink ...
Diary of a Church Mouse (John Betjeman Poem)
Here among long-discarded cassocks, Damp stools, and half-split open hassocks, Here where the vicar never looks I nibble through old ...
Mementos (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
The Yellow Violet (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
When beechen buds begin to swell, And woods the blue-bird's warble know, The yellow violet's modest bell Peeps from last-year's ...
The Vanity of All Worldly Things (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
As he said vanity, so vain say I, Oh! Vanity, O vain all under sky; Where is the man can ...
The Four Ages of Man (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
Road and Hills (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
I shall go away To the brown hills, the quiet ones, The vast, the mountainous, the rolling, Sun-fired and drowsy! ...
Part 8 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Solitude (Lord Byron Poem)
To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that ...
Dream Song 93: General Fatigue stalked in, & a Major-General (John Berryman Poem)
General Fatigue stalked in, & a Major-General, Captain Fatigue, and at the base of all pale Corporal Fatigue, and curious ...
Dream Song 176: All that hair flashing over (John Berryman Poem)
All that hair flashing over the Atlantic, Henry's girl's gone. She'll find Paris a sweet place as many times he ...
Instants (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
If I could live again my life, In the next - I'll try, - to make more mistakes, I won't ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
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 ...
Women And Roses (Robert Browning Poem)
I. I dream of a red-rose tree. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me? II. ...
122. The Lass o’ Ballochmyle (Robert Burns Poems)
'TWAS even-the dewy fields were green, On every blade the pearls hang; The zephyr wanton'd round the bean, And bore ...
The Burglar Of Babylon (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
Arrival At Santos (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Here is a coast; here is a harbor; here, after a meager diet of horizon, is some scenery: impractically shaped ...
The Man-Moth (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Man-Moth: Newspaper misprint for "mammoth." Here, above, cracks in the buldings are filled with battered moonlight. The whole shadow of ...
Turns And Movies: Duval’s Birds (Conrad Aiken Poems)
The parrot, screeching, flew out into the darkness, Circled three times above the upturned faces With a great whir of ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 06: Cinema (Conrad Aiken Poem)
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...