A Prodigal (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
The brown enormous odor he lived by was too close, with its breathing and thick hair, for him to judge. ...
Poems about clouds (50 Poems)
Visits To St. Elizabeths (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
This is the house of Bedlam. This is the man that lies in the house of Bedlam. This is the ...
The Monument (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
Giant Snail (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk ...
The Imaginary Iceberg (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
We'd rather have the iceberg than the ship, although it meant the end of travel. Although it stood stock-still like ...
Poem (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
Questions of Travel (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams hurry too rapidly down to the sea, and the pressure of ...
HOPE (Siddharth Anand Poem)
Do you believe, in what you see do you believe in reality do you believe in the sun that's bright ...
Agatha (Alfred Austin Poem)
SHE wanders in the April woods, That glisten with the fallen shower; She leans her face against the buds, She ...
The Haymakers’ Song (Alfred Austin Poems)
HERE'S to him that grows it, Drink, lads, drink! That lays it in and mows it, Clink, jugs, clink! To ...
Kaspar Is Dead (Jean Hans Arp Poem)
alas our good kaspar is dead. who will bury a burning flag in the wings of the clouds who will ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 05: The Bitter Love-Song (Conrad Aiken Poem)
No, I shall not say why it is that I love you- Why do you ask me, save for vanity? ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 07: The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 04: Counterpoint: Two Rooms (Conrad Aiken Poem)
He, in the room above, grown old and tired, She, in the room below-his floor her ceiling- Pursue their separate ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12: Witches’ Sabbath (Conrad Aiken Poems)
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 13: The half-shut doors through which we heard that music (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The half-shut doors through which we heard that music Are softly closed. Horns mutter down to silence. The stars whirl ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 01: Clairvoyant (Conrad Aiken Poem)
'This envelope you say has something in it Which once belonged to your dead son-or something He knew, was fond ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
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 House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter (Conrad Aiken Poem)
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 05: Melody In A Restaurant (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The cigarette-smoke loops and slides above us, Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes; You strike a match and stare ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 10: Sudden Death (Conrad Aiken Poem)
'Number four-the girl who died on the table- The girl with golden hair-' The purpling body lies on the polished ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 05: Retrospect (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Round white clouds roll slowly above the housetops, Over the clear red roofs they flow and pass. A flock of ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 07: Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 02: The Fulfilled Dream (Conrad Aiken Poem)
More towers must yet be built-more towers destroyed- Great rocks hoisted in air; And he must seek his bread in ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 01: The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light. The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the ...
Senlin: His Cloudy Destiny (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sat before us and we heard him. He smoked his pipe before us and we saw him. Was ...
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 ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...