Stacking The Straw (Amy Clampitt Poems)
In those days the oatfields' fenced-in vats of running platinum, the yellower alloy of wheat and barley, whose end, however ...
Poems about craftsman (21 Poems)
Sonnet CLI: “I could not hope that one so rarely fair” (George Henry Boker Poems)
I could not hope that one so rarely fair As thou, could firmly brook this shameful brand, This bare exposure ...
Jade (Edith Wharton Poems)
THE patient craftsman of the East who madeHis undulant dragons of the veined jade,And wound their sinuous volutes round the ...
Father Gerard Hopkins, S. J. (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
Why didst thou carve thy speech laboriously, And match and blend thy words with curious art? For Song, one saith, ...
My New-Cut Ashler (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
My New-Cut ashlar takes the light Where crimson-blank the windows flare. By my own work before the night, Great Overseer, ...
Cold Iron (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Cold is for the mistress -- silver for the maid -- Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade." "Good!" ...
London Voluntaries IV: Out of the Poisonous East (William Ernest Henley Poem)
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
Gioconda And Si-Ya-U (Nazim Hikmet Poem)
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
The Shape of the Stone (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Turning the soil out in the garden out beyond the yard The shape of a stone a perfect valentine as ...
Ballad of the Old Cypress (Tu Fu Poem)
In front of the temple of Chu-ko Liang there is an old cypress. Its branches are like green bronze; its ...
The Ships of Saint John (Bliss Carman Poem)
Where are the ships I used to know, That came to port on the Fundy tide Half a century ago, ...
Old Pictures In Florence (Robert Browning Poem)
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
The Boy And the Angel (Robert Browning Poem)
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
Andrea del Sarto (Robert Browning Poem)
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
A Pretty Woman (Robert Browning Poem)
I That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers, And the blue eye Dear and dewy, And that infantine fresh air of hers! ...
Verses on the Death of Doctor Swift (Jonathan Swift Poems)
As Rochefoucauld his maxims drew From nature, I believe 'em true: They argue no corrupted mind In him; the fault ...
The Goldsmith (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
'This job's the best I've done.' He bent his head Over the golden vessel that he'd wrought. A bird was ...
Ode To Meaning (Robert Pinsky Poems)
Dire one and desired one, Savior, sentencer-- In an old allegory you would carry A chained alphabet of tokens: Ankh ...
King Arthur’s Tomb (William Morris Poems)
Hot August noon: already on that day Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs, most sad Of mouth and eye, he ...
Last Words to Miriam (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
Yours is the shame and sorrow, But the disgrace is mine; Your love was dark and thorough, Mine was the ...