The Exeter Road (Amy Lowell Poem)
Panels of claret and blue which shine Under the moon like lees of wine. A coronet done in a golden ...
Poems about cracking (29 Poems)
Stravinsky’s Three Pieces (Amy Lowell Poems)
First Movement Thin-voiced, nasal pipes Drawing sound out and out Until it is a screeching thread, Sharp and cutting, sharp ...
The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
The Shadow (Amy Lowell Poem)
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
The Fruit Shop (Amy Lowell Poem)
Cross-ribboned shoes; a muslin gown, High-waisted, girdled with bright blue; A straw poke bonnet which hid the frown She pluckered ...
How the Land was Won (Henry Lawson Poem)
The future was dark and the past was dead As they gazed on the sea once more - But a ...
Song of the Red War-Boat (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Shove off from the wharf-edge! Steady! Watch for a smooth! Give way! If she feels the lop already She'll stand ...
The Secret of the Machines (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
We were taken from the ore-bed and the mine, We were melted in the furnace and the pit-- We were ...
Death Of The Kapowsin Tavern (Richard Hugo Poem)
I can't ridge it back again from char. Not one board left. Only ash a cat explores and shattered glass ...
Rome: Building a New Street in the Ancient Quarter (Thomas Hardy Poem)
These numbered cliffs and gnarls of masonry Outskeleton Time's central city, Rome; Whereof each arch, entablature, and dome Lies bare ...
sea horn (Rg Gregory Poem)
within the shell swim all the sea's fish our ears too are compendiums of sound the big bang exploded - ...
after the parties (Rg Gregory Poem)
let's all go to the party friends where left over bottles and stale fag-ends are proudly on offer from the ...
COURAGE. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
CARELESSLY over the plain away, Where by the boldest man no path Cut before thee thou canst discern, Make for ...
Officially Foss (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Shyanne said she gets to be Officially Foss, her little sister said she would be my daughter officially. Funny the ...
Under the Tent (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A great way to start my day friendly giggling under the tent the sheet and comforter held up by daddy's ...
A New Shepherd (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We heard a new shepherd in the quiet of the congregation listening, hanging on each new word our attention held ...
Don’t talk to me of War (Ivan Donn Carswell Poems)
Don't talk to me of War or stalk the ground our fabled soldiers died upon, I'm sound of limb and ...
The Ever-Patient Woman (Andree Chedid Poem)
In the flowing sap In her growing fever Parting her veils Cracking out of her shells Sliding out of her ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Britannia’s Pastorals (William Browne Poems)
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
Part 2 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
Awake at night (Matsuo Basho Poem)
Awake at night-- the sound of the water jar cracking in the cold. (Matsuo Basho)
I Love The Naked Ages Long Ago (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
I love the naked ages long ago When statues were gilded by Apollo, When men and women of agility Could ...
Garden Francies (Robert Browning Poem)
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
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 ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 06: Over the darkened city, the city of towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
Journey Into The Interior (Theodore Roethke Poems)
In the long journey out of the self, There are many detours, washed-out interrupted raw places Where the shale slides ...
The Bean-Stalk (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Ho, Giant! This is I! I have built me a bean-stalk into your sky! La,-but it's lovely, up so high! ...
Big Hair (David Lehman Poems)
Ithaca, October 1993: Jorie went on a lingerie tear, wanting to look like a moll in a Chandler novel. Dinner, ...